And under any other circumstances, somebody would have been getting hunted down for a smackdown. Had Katchoo not been in the mood she was, there'd be grilling about when, where, why, and how, since who was established.
"No, Francie, you don't. You just kiss me, and I'm not talking a quick little schoolyard peck, and then you panic and run like your ass is on fire to your boyfriend, who I'm pretty sure is the one you're supposed to be kissing if that's how these things work, and tell me you're sorry and then frikkin' what? What the hell am I supposed to do with that, Francine? Huh? Do you even think about what it's like for me, watching you do that almost every goddamned time?"
Clocky scurried under the bed with a querulous beep as Katchoo slammed a fist into the wall. "Because this is more than one or two times now, Francine. It's not just a fluke any more and if that's not an experiment I don't know what the hell it's supposed to be but it fucking hurts."
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Date: 2009-10-19 11:30 pm (UTC)"No, Francie, you don't. You just kiss me, and I'm not talking a quick little schoolyard peck, and then you panic and run like your ass is on fire to your boyfriend, who I'm pretty sure is the one you're supposed to be kissing if that's how these things work, and tell me you're sorry and then frikkin' what? What the hell am I supposed to do with that, Francine? Huh? Do you even think about what it's like for me, watching you do that almost every goddamned time?"
Clocky scurried under the bed with a querulous beep as Katchoo slammed a fist into the wall. "Because this is more than one or two times now, Francine. It's not just a fluke any more and if that's not an experiment I don't know what the hell it's supposed to be but it fucking hurts."