Mixing (Mythklok Interstitial)
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tikificTitle: Mixing (Mythklok Interstitial)
Author: tikistitch
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Ganesh had a bad day
Warnings: Slash, AU, OCs, swearing
Notes: For the continuity-persnickety, this happens shortly after Chapter 55. Oh, and we're out of town for the weekend, so go ahead and talk amongst yourselves. :D
"Horrid!"
"Yeah?"
"I had a horrid day!"
"Uh-huh."
"Are you listening?"
"You know what I'm wondering?" asked Charles as he walked along the hallway in Ganesh's residence towards the Nursery.
"What is that?"
"I'm shorter than you. So why are you skipping after me, like it's hard to keep up?"
"Sariel!"
"I told you I like Charles."
"Chariel. Whatever."
"Whatever? It's my fucking name," said Charles, grabbing Elias from Kam the Tutor's arms.
"Daaaaa!" giggled Elias.
"We're married now!" protested Ganesh.
"Oh, so that's what the rings are about!" mused Charles, who continues down the hall hefting his babbling son, and followed by his babbling husband.
"Your spouse had a terrible day!" Ganesh pointed out.
"Yes?" Charles sat Elias down on the kitchen counter. "Shakastir!" he told his son.
"SHAKASTIR!" agreed Elias, grabbing onto a cocktail shaker with four baby hands.
"Shouldn't there be measures taken? Offers of pampering? Foot massages? Ensued by oral sex perhaps?" Ganesh speculated.
"You've never been married before, correct?" Charles asked Ganesh as he set cocktail glasses out on the counter.
"Of course not!"
"I c'n tell," Charles smacked, his mouth full of olives. "Tini, Boo'?" he asked Elias.
"TINI," Elias giggled as Charles steadied his little hands to pour.
"Hmpf," Ganesh pouted.
"Well?" asked Charles.
"What?"
"Your son mixed you a cocktail!" said Charles, digging for more olives as he pointed to the chilled martini now sitting temptingly on the counter.
"DIE TINI!" called Elias, flapping his wings.
Ganesh cast a suspicious glance at Charles and Elias, while Charles occupied himself by biting off half an olive for Elias to sample.
Ganesh sipped the drink. Suddenly, his eyes lit with the power of ten thousand pink elephants. "YOU MIXED IT DRY!" he cried, suddenly embracing Elias. "YOU ARE A PRODIGY! A PRODIGY!! And, and...."
"Like it?" asked Charles.
"DIE TINI!" Elias told him.
"Yes, dry martini! The essential secret of all existence! You will go to Harvard!" Ganesh continued, seizing cocktail and son and heading for the living room.
"Georgetown," Charles supplied.
"HARVARD! And read law and medicine and ... Nuclear physics!"
"That should make an interesting cocktail," Charles noted, walking behind them with the olive jar.
Author: tikistitch
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Ganesh had a bad day
Warnings: Slash, AU, OCs, swearing
Notes: For the continuity-persnickety, this happens shortly after Chapter 55. Oh, and we're out of town for the weekend, so go ahead and talk amongst yourselves. :D
"Horrid!"
"Yeah?"
"I had a horrid day!"
"Uh-huh."
"Are you listening?"
"You know what I'm wondering?" asked Charles as he walked along the hallway in Ganesh's residence towards the Nursery.
"What is that?"
"I'm shorter than you. So why are you skipping after me, like it's hard to keep up?"
"Sariel!"
"I told you I like Charles."
"Chariel. Whatever."
"Whatever? It's my fucking name," said Charles, grabbing Elias from Kam the Tutor's arms.
"Daaaaa!" giggled Elias.
"We're married now!" protested Ganesh.
"Oh, so that's what the rings are about!" mused Charles, who continues down the hall hefting his babbling son, and followed by his babbling husband.
"Your spouse had a terrible day!" Ganesh pointed out.
"Yes?" Charles sat Elias down on the kitchen counter. "Shakastir!" he told his son.
"SHAKASTIR!" agreed Elias, grabbing onto a cocktail shaker with four baby hands.
"Shouldn't there be measures taken? Offers of pampering? Foot massages? Ensued by oral sex perhaps?" Ganesh speculated.
"You've never been married before, correct?" Charles asked Ganesh as he set cocktail glasses out on the counter.
"Of course not!"
"I c'n tell," Charles smacked, his mouth full of olives. "Tini, Boo'?" he asked Elias.
"TINI," Elias giggled as Charles steadied his little hands to pour.
"Hmpf," Ganesh pouted.
"Well?" asked Charles.
"What?"
"Your son mixed you a cocktail!" said Charles, digging for more olives as he pointed to the chilled martini now sitting temptingly on the counter.
"DIE TINI!" called Elias, flapping his wings.
Ganesh cast a suspicious glance at Charles and Elias, while Charles occupied himself by biting off half an olive for Elias to sample.
Ganesh sipped the drink. Suddenly, his eyes lit with the power of ten thousand pink elephants. "YOU MIXED IT DRY!" he cried, suddenly embracing Elias. "YOU ARE A PRODIGY! A PRODIGY!! And, and...."
"Like it?" asked Charles.
"DIE TINI!" Elias told him.
"Yes, dry martini! The essential secret of all existence! You will go to Harvard!" Ganesh continued, seizing cocktail and son and heading for the living room.
"Georgetown," Charles supplied.
"HARVARD! And read law and medicine and ... Nuclear physics!"
"That should make an interesting cocktail," Charles noted, walking behind them with the olive jar.
