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Title: Drinking Contest
Fandom/Pairing: Live Free or Die Hard, John/Matt
Word Count: 100 exactly
Topic: Abatis (rubbish hiding rubbish from being molested by rubbish)
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John McClane, he thinks, John McClane, has never been more fucking humiliated in his thirty-some years serving with the NYPD.
He glares across the table at the kid happily stacking rubbish into a small barricade. He reaches for his shot glass. Thinks better of it. He willingly lets himself slide under the table.
"HA!" The kid crows, unbalances, trips.
There was the sharp noise of glass falling, the tower Matt'd constructed impressive, but unstable. A smiling Matt crawls towards him, wobbly, teasing and bragging.
John shuts him up the way Holly taught him.
Heh.
Fandom/Pairing: Live Free or Die Hard, John/Matt
Word Count: 100 exactly
Topic: Abatis (rubbish hiding rubbish from being molested by rubbish)
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John McClane, he thinks, John McClane, has never been more fucking humiliated in his thirty-some years serving with the NYPD.
He glares across the table at the kid happily stacking rubbish into a small barricade. He reaches for his shot glass. Thinks better of it. He willingly lets himself slide under the table.
"HA!" The kid crows, unbalances, trips.
There was the sharp noise of glass falling, the tower Matt'd constructed impressive, but unstable. A smiling Matt crawls towards him, wobbly, teasing and bragging.
John shuts him up the way Holly taught him.
Heh.