Plot weasels...

[lyssie]

...Guh.

"Pass me that beer."

"Get it yourself."

"Don't make me shoot you."

"Like you'd actually hit me. *pff*"

*zappo*

"Ow."

"Damn. I got the beer, too."

"Ow."

"Shut up, you're supposed to be the stoic evil guy, remember?"

"Ooow."

"You're whining. Don't make me shoot you again."

"...bitch."

"Yes, and?"

"*mutter*"

"I may not have heard that, darling, but I can probably guess what you've said."

"What, you're a telepath now?"

"Stryfe, I've forgotten more insults than you've ever heard."

"Riiight."

*zappo*

"Ow. Again with the shooting. Domino, don't you worry you might be a little damaged? You turn to violence as the only solution."

"Says the man who tried to destroy the world."

"Only once. And it was all really Apocalyspe's fault."

"Uh-huh."

"Anyway, that's all in the past."

"So's my beer."

"Would you like another one?"

"Two. And step on it, sparky."

"Yes, mistress."

"...Nate, the things you'd never want to hear. Ever."

*clink*

"Cold?"

"Yeah."

"Good."

*glass breaks*

"Stryfe... there's a way to open them, you know."

"Oh. Oh well."

"You're abusing alcohol now. I may have to shoot you again."

"Oh, please. No. That would be overkill. Really."

"Wow. Sarcasm. Suddenly, I know you share Grey's DNA for certain."

"..."

"Drink up, Stryfe."

"Why?"

"The world's about to end?"

"Who's doing it this time?"

"Golganfrincham."

"...the what?"

"Never mind. Drink up."

-finis-