This was written for the UF's Unthinkable 150 word challenge, which
went:

    Nick or LaCroix has done the unthinkable and the other must
    forgive him, but you have to write it in 150 words or less!

FK (well, Nick and LC) aren't mine and no infringement is intended.
And although there's nothing explicit in this...I'm considering it a
bit adult, so take heed.

Shoot me now....pretty please with a honey stick on top....

Of All Things....
Jarvinia

Nick finished washing his face and turned to grab a towel, only to
freeze solid.  Sitting in the corner of the bathroom, half-inflated,
was a full-sized replica of himself.  His eyes widened, realizing
that this was why LaCroix had been so against him coming in here, why
the door had been shut in haste upon his arrival that morning. 
*This* was how LaCroix had been occupying himself, not even
considering to ask if he, perhaps, *wanted* to come over.  He felt
like ripping the plastic to shreds and dangling it in front of the
other.

Sensing his sire, he turned to find LaCroix standing in the hall. 
His eyes flashed to gold, perfectly matching those of the plastic
Nick behind him.

"Nicholas...."

Nick flew at the elder vampire, slamming LaCroix roughly against the
wall without resistance.

"Forgive me?"

Bright amber mellowed somewhat as a naughty grin spread across
Nick’s lips.

~finis~


Jarvinia
jarvinia@gmx.net
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