Love on the Rocks (3/5)
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glambertrockA/N: Srry for the wait! Blame it on camp! Anyway, hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!
For weeks, it was the same kind of teasing mixed with work like it had been with Kris on board Adam's ship. On one day, Kris and Adam would be working fine, not fiddling with each other like lovers, and then the next, the two would be teasing and flirting like there was no tomorrow. Yet, no one seemed to notice their affection or attraction to each other except for Brad. He wasn't one to be jealous, but yeah, he did envy the cute relationship that was beginning to brew between them. They were just so adorable, and even though Brad still slept in Adam's bed with him, things kept heating up between the couple.
One day when the ship was anchored, Kris decided to head down to Adam's office, hoping that the captain indeed would be there and hopefully would have free time on his hands to spend with himself. As Kris came up to the door, he heard a conversation being said between Adam and who he suspected to be Brad (who else would Adam let into the office to just 'talk' other than him?). Having nothing to do and being bored to tears, Kris decided to listen in.
"But Brad! I love him! How in the world can I keep that from the crew?"
"I don't know! As much as I'd love to help you on this, I have no clue! Really Adam, if it was my choice, I'd just tell them. I mean, your crew love you. I don't think personally that they would turn on you just because you're gay! Besides, I think that since they've known you for so long that it wouldn't be as bad to find out about it as it would have been if they didn't. But anyway, I just think you need to get your butt off that chair and go tell that little cute boy that you love him! I mean, after all these weeks of you two teasing each other like mad men, it'd be nice to actually see you kiss him or make love once and a while!"
Kris abruptly brought his head back from the door, a smirk stretching across his face and his eyes narrowing deviously. Even though Kris had a whole wooden door between him and sight of Adam, he could just imagine the look on Adam's face after that one. Deep blue eyes taken aback, face scrunched up all confused and adorable, and lips pursed lightly with a bit of a smile trying to escape. It was just how Kris knew Adam would look.
"Make love? Brad, we haven't even had our first kiss! Surely Kris was raised a bit better than that! You on the other hand, I have no clue about!"
As being the son of a famous captain, Kris was taught how to keep laughter quiet and subtle when in the presence of others, so after hearing that, Kris said a silent thank you to whoever had taught him that great talent. Once again, Kris pressed his head lightly on to the door of the room to hear the rest.
"Well, anyway, you should still go see him. At least tell the poor boy how you feel! Please Ada, pleeeease?"
Kris smiled warmly to himself. He'd have to thank Brad for the crazed begging later.
"....okay fine, I will. It's just...hard to do. For all I know I could be risking everything-my crew and my relationship-right here, right now! What if-"
Out of no where, Kris heard a loud slap followed by Adam's pained voice letting out a yelp, causing Kris to cringe at the sheer thought of the sight.
"What the hell, Brad!?!? You hit me!"
"For good reason, Lambert. Stop your worrying and go make lo-,...well, whatever you do with that boy, now! Go!"
It took Kris but a second to realize that Adam was about to leave the room, and if he wasn't quick, that he would possibly meet Kris at the door, too. As fast as his semi-short legs could carry him, Kris ran up to the deck to the side of the boat, where he tried to casually stand still, wind in his silky hair and eyes a bit wide in both fear of getting caught and shock of pulling that giant feat off. Moments later, Adam came up on deck, his outfit nothing less than stunning compared to the fellow deck hands, and motioned for young Kris to come over to him. Innocently, Kris bounded up to his raven-haired captain and smiled.
"Well hello, sir! Anything I can do for you?"
Kris looked into the pools of blue that were Adam's eyes and saw every emotion possible in them, realizing that he actually was going to follow Brad's orders and tell him everything. Adam placed his hand on Kris's shoulder delicately, as if Kris was glass, and then came close to him.
"You need to follow me, Kristopher. Now."
"Aye aye, sir." Kris blurted out shakily, his body a bit fearful for what Adam had in store. For the record, Adam was captain. For all Kris knew Adam could follow what Brad had said about making love to him, but at that moment, not many sane things were processing through his brain, considering he was entering Adam's bedroom-a place only Brad and Adam himself had ever been in or had seen.
Walking in, Kris wasn't all that impressed. Normal carpet you would see in any captain's bedroom, a considerable size bed, normal walls. It definitely wasn't shocking like he had expected it to be. Taking Kris's hand politely like any gentleman usually did, Adam led Kris through the door and into the main part of the room, only letting go of Kris's hand once to shut the door behind them. He sat Kris down on the bed-which happened to be super comfortable for a ship bed-and proceeded to sit next to him, their thighs just inches apart. Lump in his throat, Adam began to speak.
"Kris....you know why I captured you, right?"
Play innocently. "To have me as a part of your crew, right?"
"Yeah," Adam said, disappointment in his voice, "I did. But you know what? Ever since I caught you, you've been really.....attractive to me. Yeah, we've only done some mindless flirting, but.....I've grown very fond of you, Kris. You are just......adorable to me. You did tell me you are gay-"
"Which I am, just to re-confirm."
Adam giggled, a childish look appearing in his eyes. "Indeed. Anyway, Kris.......what I've been trying to tell you all this time is.....well......." Adam took a deep breath, pausing a moment to run his hand through his dark hair, "I........I love you, Kris. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone before, and that beats out Brad."
Kris smirked. "Oh wow, I beat Brad."
There's that childish look in his eyes again! "Not that well of an accomplishment, is it?"
"Not at all."
After a brief fit of laughter between the two, things went back to serious. "So........I need to ask you, Kris.....do you-"
Without any warning, Kris grabbed the back of Adam's neck and planted a big passionate kiss on Adam's smooth freckled lips, making sure to stun and 'impress' Adam as much as his small lips could. Once satisfied with the kiss, Kris pulled back and decided to access his damage that he had just made on Adam. Eyes wide and face full of lust, Kris knew immediately that he had done something right. Adam bit his lip nervously.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"It indeed was, Mr. Pirate."
A light blush powdered Adam's pale cheeks. "If it weren't too much to ask, could we do that again?"
Not missing a beat, Kris pressed his lips once more on Adam's, this time using his tongue and enjoying exploring through his mouth and tasting the sweetness that was Adam. Before the two knew it, they were ripping their shirts off their bare backs and wrestling for dominance, hearts pounding and minds blown. Just before Adam lost his final sense of sanity, he grabbed Kris's face and held it still, taking in the moment in a little still frame in his mind, pausing only a minute to look at him before going back to their senseless kissing and mind blowing actions.
This....this I'm going to remember for a while alright.
Things got rough as time went on, and eventually, the two fulfilled Brad's need.
They made love, and not only did sparks fly, but their love grew immensely so, overpowering every worry or doubt in their minds. Neither thought about the crew or about everything that had gone on a few weeks ago. Neither thought about any consequences that were to come from this. They just thought about each other, and the love they shared for one another.
That's all that mattered to them at the moment. Love.
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Unlucky for Brad, he had to sleep in his own room that night, noises of Kris and Adam's little 'fling' as he called it going on just next door depriving him of sleep. He was pleased, though, for Adam was clearly happy, and as much as he wanted to be in Kris's shoes at the moment, he didn't complain. No one would be stupid enough to stop such a strong fling as they had, and Brad-even though known to be stupid about things sometimes-wasn't stupid on this decision to back off. Adam and Kris were meant to be. Even his eyes, who were tainted with his love for Adam, could see that, and if that was happening, he knew Adam and him were to be just friends.
He had to accept defeat in a way. But to Brad, it was a small price to pay for happiness for Adam. If sleeping through a few moans and groans was all he had to endure for that, it was the least he could do for his friend.
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Off in the ocean, just off the coast on England, a fleet of men were traveling frantically in a search for Captain Allen and his crew of men, who according to their paperwork that was received from him earlier, was supposed to be back home in England already. They scanned the waters, and finally, after days of searching, they caught sight of his ship, The Commander, on the horizon. After a few minutes of sailing towards the ship, the men hopped on to the ship in search for Captain Allen and his crew.
The leader of the men, General Gerald Kingsly, hopped on first, calling out the captain's name loudly in his deep and gruff voice.
No reply.
Gerald tried again, this time calling for crew also.
Still no reply.
Gerald's right hand man, Oswald Langsdon, walked up stiffly next to Gerald, turning his head only slightly to speak.
"Sir," he said in his commanding English voice, "perhaps they are downstairs and unable to hear your call."
Gerald nodded back stiffly and walked to the stairs, calling Captain Allen's name repeatedly. As he got near the captain's office, he heard a tiny cry of his name coming from inside the room. Running into the room, Gerald found Captain Allen slumped in his chair, clothes soiled and body completely filthy. Gerald's loud gasp filled the room, followed by the quiet sound of him helping Captain Allen out of the room and up to the deck. Once up there, a few men helped him on to the ship, all taking complete caution, and took him downstairs into Gerald's office. After a few minutes, Gerald came waltzing in, taking a relaxed seat in his giant leather chair, Oswald flanking him at his left side. Captain Allen gulped.
"Sir Gerald, Sir Oswald, please, what is it that you want from me? Why was I dragged here instead of get proper care like I should be getting!?"
Oswald rolled his eyes. "I thought you knew the drill, Allen. We must question you first of why you are crew-less and abandoned here before we give you any special treatment. For all we know, you might as well have killed your crew."
Gerald nodded, his hat tipping ever-so-slightly lower into his face, casting a bit of a shadow over his eyes.
"So, do you care to tell us the story, captain?"
He nodded obediently at Gerald and began to talk. "My ship was hijacked by pirates. Not just any pirates, pirates looking for revenge on me of all people! I got all my crew attacked and they all died. My son, he was taken with them!"
Gerald starred at him unchanged, a look of a pure poker face all over his expression. "I'm so sorry about that. Now, just who was it who supposedly hijacked your ship, Allen?"
"It be the son of Eber Lambert! The boy I saved from my raid where I killed Eber! He was the one! He had a bunch of crew, some his dad's and some be new, but all very powerful! That boy is anger filled, and he came at me for killing his father! He spared me, but forced me not to come looking for him! I think he might kill my son if we do! Please, don't search!"
Oswald yawned, momentarily ignoring him. "We've said this before, it is not possible for us not to search. Also, it's mutiny to keep a captain's son, especially it being Eber's son, alive in that circumstance. Thank you for telling us and for cooperating, captain." Again ignoring his pleas, Oswald motioned for two guards to take him into a cell as prisoner. Once taken away, Oswald and Gerald stood looking out at the ocean proudly.
"I don't know about you, Mr. Kingsly, but I think we might just wipe the Lambert's off the face of the Earth once and for all!"
Gerald smiled and raised a glass of wine in the air, eyeballing Oswald's wine as if to tell him to pick his up, which he did end up doing.
"A toast, my dear friend, to the ending of the Lambert bloodline!"
"To the ending of the Lambert's!"
They clinked glasses, and almost as quickly as things had turned well for Adam Lambert, his future in this world was just altered majorly.
And it didn't look like it was for the good.
To be continued........
For weeks, it was the same kind of teasing mixed with work like it had been with Kris on board Adam's ship. On one day, Kris and Adam would be working fine, not fiddling with each other like lovers, and then the next, the two would be teasing and flirting like there was no tomorrow. Yet, no one seemed to notice their affection or attraction to each other except for Brad. He wasn't one to be jealous, but yeah, he did envy the cute relationship that was beginning to brew between them. They were just so adorable, and even though Brad still slept in Adam's bed with him, things kept heating up between the couple.
One day when the ship was anchored, Kris decided to head down to Adam's office, hoping that the captain indeed would be there and hopefully would have free time on his hands to spend with himself. As Kris came up to the door, he heard a conversation being said between Adam and who he suspected to be Brad (who else would Adam let into the office to just 'talk' other than him?). Having nothing to do and being bored to tears, Kris decided to listen in.
"But Brad! I love him! How in the world can I keep that from the crew?"
"I don't know! As much as I'd love to help you on this, I have no clue! Really Adam, if it was my choice, I'd just tell them. I mean, your crew love you. I don't think personally that they would turn on you just because you're gay! Besides, I think that since they've known you for so long that it wouldn't be as bad to find out about it as it would have been if they didn't. But anyway, I just think you need to get your butt off that chair and go tell that little cute boy that you love him! I mean, after all these weeks of you two teasing each other like mad men, it'd be nice to actually see you kiss him or make love once and a while!"
Kris abruptly brought his head back from the door, a smirk stretching across his face and his eyes narrowing deviously. Even though Kris had a whole wooden door between him and sight of Adam, he could just imagine the look on Adam's face after that one. Deep blue eyes taken aback, face scrunched up all confused and adorable, and lips pursed lightly with a bit of a smile trying to escape. It was just how Kris knew Adam would look.
"Make love? Brad, we haven't even had our first kiss! Surely Kris was raised a bit better than that! You on the other hand, I have no clue about!"
As being the son of a famous captain, Kris was taught how to keep laughter quiet and subtle when in the presence of others, so after hearing that, Kris said a silent thank you to whoever had taught him that great talent. Once again, Kris pressed his head lightly on to the door of the room to hear the rest.
"Well, anyway, you should still go see him. At least tell the poor boy how you feel! Please Ada, pleeeease?"
Kris smiled warmly to himself. He'd have to thank Brad for the crazed begging later.
"....okay fine, I will. It's just...hard to do. For all I know I could be risking everything-my crew and my relationship-right here, right now! What if-"
Out of no where, Kris heard a loud slap followed by Adam's pained voice letting out a yelp, causing Kris to cringe at the sheer thought of the sight.
"What the hell, Brad!?!? You hit me!"
"For good reason, Lambert. Stop your worrying and go make lo-,...well, whatever you do with that boy, now! Go!"
It took Kris but a second to realize that Adam was about to leave the room, and if he wasn't quick, that he would possibly meet Kris at the door, too. As fast as his semi-short legs could carry him, Kris ran up to the deck to the side of the boat, where he tried to casually stand still, wind in his silky hair and eyes a bit wide in both fear of getting caught and shock of pulling that giant feat off. Moments later, Adam came up on deck, his outfit nothing less than stunning compared to the fellow deck hands, and motioned for young Kris to come over to him. Innocently, Kris bounded up to his raven-haired captain and smiled.
"Well hello, sir! Anything I can do for you?"
Kris looked into the pools of blue that were Adam's eyes and saw every emotion possible in them, realizing that he actually was going to follow Brad's orders and tell him everything. Adam placed his hand on Kris's shoulder delicately, as if Kris was glass, and then came close to him.
"You need to follow me, Kristopher. Now."
"Aye aye, sir." Kris blurted out shakily, his body a bit fearful for what Adam had in store. For the record, Adam was captain. For all Kris knew Adam could follow what Brad had said about making love to him, but at that moment, not many sane things were processing through his brain, considering he was entering Adam's bedroom-a place only Brad and Adam himself had ever been in or had seen.
Walking in, Kris wasn't all that impressed. Normal carpet you would see in any captain's bedroom, a considerable size bed, normal walls. It definitely wasn't shocking like he had expected it to be. Taking Kris's hand politely like any gentleman usually did, Adam led Kris through the door and into the main part of the room, only letting go of Kris's hand once to shut the door behind them. He sat Kris down on the bed-which happened to be super comfortable for a ship bed-and proceeded to sit next to him, their thighs just inches apart. Lump in his throat, Adam began to speak.
"Kris....you know why I captured you, right?"
Play innocently. "To have me as a part of your crew, right?"
"Yeah," Adam said, disappointment in his voice, "I did. But you know what? Ever since I caught you, you've been really.....attractive to me. Yeah, we've only done some mindless flirting, but.....I've grown very fond of you, Kris. You are just......adorable to me. You did tell me you are gay-"
"Which I am, just to re-confirm."
Adam giggled, a childish look appearing in his eyes. "Indeed. Anyway, Kris.......what I've been trying to tell you all this time is.....well......." Adam took a deep breath, pausing a moment to run his hand through his dark hair, "I........I love you, Kris. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone before, and that beats out Brad."
Kris smirked. "Oh wow, I beat Brad."
There's that childish look in his eyes again! "Not that well of an accomplishment, is it?"
"Not at all."
After a brief fit of laughter between the two, things went back to serious. "So........I need to ask you, Kris.....do you-"
Without any warning, Kris grabbed the back of Adam's neck and planted a big passionate kiss on Adam's smooth freckled lips, making sure to stun and 'impress' Adam as much as his small lips could. Once satisfied with the kiss, Kris pulled back and decided to access his damage that he had just made on Adam. Eyes wide and face full of lust, Kris knew immediately that he had done something right. Adam bit his lip nervously.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"It indeed was, Mr. Pirate."
A light blush powdered Adam's pale cheeks. "If it weren't too much to ask, could we do that again?"
Not missing a beat, Kris pressed his lips once more on Adam's, this time using his tongue and enjoying exploring through his mouth and tasting the sweetness that was Adam. Before the two knew it, they were ripping their shirts off their bare backs and wrestling for dominance, hearts pounding and minds blown. Just before Adam lost his final sense of sanity, he grabbed Kris's face and held it still, taking in the moment in a little still frame in his mind, pausing only a minute to look at him before going back to their senseless kissing and mind blowing actions.
This....this I'm going to remember for a while alright.
Things got rough as time went on, and eventually, the two fulfilled Brad's need.
They made love, and not only did sparks fly, but their love grew immensely so, overpowering every worry or doubt in their minds. Neither thought about the crew or about everything that had gone on a few weeks ago. Neither thought about any consequences that were to come from this. They just thought about each other, and the love they shared for one another.
That's all that mattered to them at the moment. Love.
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Unlucky for Brad, he had to sleep in his own room that night, noises of Kris and Adam's little 'fling' as he called it going on just next door depriving him of sleep. He was pleased, though, for Adam was clearly happy, and as much as he wanted to be in Kris's shoes at the moment, he didn't complain. No one would be stupid enough to stop such a strong fling as they had, and Brad-even though known to be stupid about things sometimes-wasn't stupid on this decision to back off. Adam and Kris were meant to be. Even his eyes, who were tainted with his love for Adam, could see that, and if that was happening, he knew Adam and him were to be just friends.
He had to accept defeat in a way. But to Brad, it was a small price to pay for happiness for Adam. If sleeping through a few moans and groans was all he had to endure for that, it was the least he could do for his friend.
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Off in the ocean, just off the coast on England, a fleet of men were traveling frantically in a search for Captain Allen and his crew of men, who according to their paperwork that was received from him earlier, was supposed to be back home in England already. They scanned the waters, and finally, after days of searching, they caught sight of his ship, The Commander, on the horizon. After a few minutes of sailing towards the ship, the men hopped on to the ship in search for Captain Allen and his crew.
The leader of the men, General Gerald Kingsly, hopped on first, calling out the captain's name loudly in his deep and gruff voice.
No reply.
Gerald tried again, this time calling for crew also.
Still no reply.
Gerald's right hand man, Oswald Langsdon, walked up stiffly next to Gerald, turning his head only slightly to speak.
"Sir," he said in his commanding English voice, "perhaps they are downstairs and unable to hear your call."
Gerald nodded back stiffly and walked to the stairs, calling Captain Allen's name repeatedly. As he got near the captain's office, he heard a tiny cry of his name coming from inside the room. Running into the room, Gerald found Captain Allen slumped in his chair, clothes soiled and body completely filthy. Gerald's loud gasp filled the room, followed by the quiet sound of him helping Captain Allen out of the room and up to the deck. Once up there, a few men helped him on to the ship, all taking complete caution, and took him downstairs into Gerald's office. After a few minutes, Gerald came waltzing in, taking a relaxed seat in his giant leather chair, Oswald flanking him at his left side. Captain Allen gulped.
"Sir Gerald, Sir Oswald, please, what is it that you want from me? Why was I dragged here instead of get proper care like I should be getting!?"
Oswald rolled his eyes. "I thought you knew the drill, Allen. We must question you first of why you are crew-less and abandoned here before we give you any special treatment. For all we know, you might as well have killed your crew."
Gerald nodded, his hat tipping ever-so-slightly lower into his face, casting a bit of a shadow over his eyes.
"So, do you care to tell us the story, captain?"
He nodded obediently at Gerald and began to talk. "My ship was hijacked by pirates. Not just any pirates, pirates looking for revenge on me of all people! I got all my crew attacked and they all died. My son, he was taken with them!"
Gerald starred at him unchanged, a look of a pure poker face all over his expression. "I'm so sorry about that. Now, just who was it who supposedly hijacked your ship, Allen?"
"It be the son of Eber Lambert! The boy I saved from my raid where I killed Eber! He was the one! He had a bunch of crew, some his dad's and some be new, but all very powerful! That boy is anger filled, and he came at me for killing his father! He spared me, but forced me not to come looking for him! I think he might kill my son if we do! Please, don't search!"
Oswald yawned, momentarily ignoring him. "We've said this before, it is not possible for us not to search. Also, it's mutiny to keep a captain's son, especially it being Eber's son, alive in that circumstance. Thank you for telling us and for cooperating, captain." Again ignoring his pleas, Oswald motioned for two guards to take him into a cell as prisoner. Once taken away, Oswald and Gerald stood looking out at the ocean proudly.
"I don't know about you, Mr. Kingsly, but I think we might just wipe the Lambert's off the face of the Earth once and for all!"
Gerald smiled and raised a glass of wine in the air, eyeballing Oswald's wine as if to tell him to pick his up, which he did end up doing.
"A toast, my dear friend, to the ending of the Lambert bloodline!"
"To the ending of the Lambert's!"
They clinked glasses, and almost as quickly as things had turned well for Adam Lambert, his future in this world was just altered majorly.
And it didn't look like it was for the good.
To be continued........
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Date: 2010-07-21 06:09 am (UTC)Ship war on next chapter. right writer?
Date: 2010-07-21 08:26 am (UTC)- this scene remind me to The Sims game when my sims have their first time make love in bed (LOL).
"Adam and Kris were meant to be. Even his eyes, who were tainted with his love for Adam, could see that"
- am proud with you Brad. Actually you really inspire me on how I should deal with my stupid feeling toward my best friend who already belong to someone else. :)
"Oswald motioned for two guards to take him into a cell as prisoner."
- am sympathy to Kris dad. not only he lost his son, he also been put to jail just like that :(
definitely can't wait for the next war on the next chapter , writer :)
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Date: 2010-07-21 11:24 am (UTC)*gives a little slap on the ass* that's for hitting Adam in the face! :p
Don't like Kingsly and Oswald
Not.At.All -_-
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Date: 2010-07-21 12:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-21 04:56 pm (UTC)It'll be okay in the end, don't worry :)
Re: Ship war on next chapter. right writer?
Date: 2010-07-21 05:01 pm (UTC)Brad says thank you :D 0_0 I'm inspiring! lol! Glad I am :)
I know, Kris's Dad is kind of a guy who even though you hate, you do feel sorry for. You'll just have to see what I have in store for him later, though ;)
lol the war will happen on the 5th most likely, because 4 will be like the "calm before the storm" kind of thing. Don't want to give it away, so I'll just say next chapter everything kind of pulls together to make the war more event-filled. :) You'll see :)
Thanks so much :D
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Date: 2010-07-21 05:04 pm (UTC)Uh.......I have no freakin idea what Brad would do or say about that :P LOL!!!!!!!
Yeah, I hate them, too. -_-
Thx!
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Date: 2010-07-21 05:06 pm (UTC)Well, you're lucky because I am a GIANT sucker for happy endings :) Things will happen, but I can pretty much guess they'll be together forever :) Adam doesn't like giving up his boy that easily :P
I'll work on finding a match for Bradly soon ;D He'll find someone :)
Thanks for the comment! :D
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Date: 2010-07-21 05:35 pm (UTC)oooooh,he would LOVE it!!! :DDDDDD
I forgot to say, but I will say it now:
great job! :p
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Date: 2010-07-21 06:03 pm (UTC)no subject
LOL go on F5ing :D
Thanks :D
Sorry, but just try to endure this comment:
Date: 2010-07-21 06:18 pm (UTC):D Probably would!!!!!!!
_-_ <---- this, my friend, is freakin funny. It's my 'failed face' that I just typed idiotically. :P Enjoy him. (RAN-DOM!)
Thanks :DDDDDD lol
Re: Sorry, but just try to endure this comment:
Date: 2010-07-21 06:39 pm (UTC)ROFL :DDDDD I love the 'failed face'!
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Date: 2010-07-21 11:19 pm (UTC)Once Adam has Kris I think only death can tear them apart and not for long. God wouldn't be that cruel to someone like these two. Can't wait to see who's Bradley's match is. ;)
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Date: 2010-07-22 02:57 am (UTC)Oh you can't just kill a hot pirate, you guise. lol
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Hahaha no u can not :P
thx 4 the comment!
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Date: 2010-07-22 03:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-22 03:38 am (UTC)Agreed. God wouldn't dare keep them apart for long AT ALL. lol
;D You'll see!
Re: Sorry, but just try to endure this comment:
Date: 2010-07-22 06:24 am (UTC)Re: Sorry, but just try to endure this comment: