Bonus Z fic!!!
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tikificTitle: "Tiki's Fan Day"
Author: zsomeone
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Chips!
Warnings: Wish fulfillment
Notes: So, Z kindly offered to write us some personal crack!fic. I forget what the exact prompt was, I think we had to give her characters and some kinda situation. Anyway, I jumped at this, seeing as, much as I lack the ability to do N/C, my attempts at self-insert fic inevitably end by my being quickly squashed by a falling pyramid.
I suggested Nathan + chips. BECAUSE AMS RECIPE FOR AWESOME. And I got a bonus. This is almost too perfect.
It was fan day, a day that all of Dethklok abhorred. All these stupid people, thinking they were special just because they had a ticket. And then some of them would try to get the band’s attention somehow. In the case of topless chicks, sometimes it even worked, but everyone else had little success.
They had split up, the screams when fans found all of them in the same room had been horribly annoying.
Nathan and Skwisgaar had somehow ended up together in the living room. Or maybe the others had left them there, they were drunk and details were fuzzy.
One lady fan was waving and yelling, trying to get their attention. Eventually, they noticed her.
Nathan took in her greying hair. "Uh, Skwisgaar? I think that’s one of yours."
Skwisgaar looked up. "Hmm, not bads." He got up to go take a closer look.
"I’m Tiki!" She yelled to them. "Nathan! I have chips!"
Nathan jumped up, shoved Skwisgaar aside, and stopped in front of her. "Chips? What kind?"
"Cool Ranch Doritos, of course! And I want to share them with you! Pleeeease, that’s my biggest fantasy!"
Skwisgaar went back to his seat, if her biggest fantasy was eating chips, he’d pass.
Nathan pointed to a hood guy. "You! Let her come in for a minute. Just her!" The rope was briefly moved aside, and then Nathan pulled her over to the couch. "Okay, let’s eat chips!"
And so Tiki opened the bag and they ate chips. Sometimes they reached at the same time, brushing fingers and making this the ultimate chip-eating experience of her life.
But she noticed Skwisgaar watching her eat with a semi-inappropriate expression.
"Nathan? Skwisgaar’s staring at me. It’s sort of creepy."
"Ignore him, he’s just bored. He has nothing better to do. And well, you know, he’d do you if you let him."
Proving the point, Skwisgaar made a kissy face at her.
Wanting to focus on Nathan, Tiki turned her back on the big blond slut and watched Nathan finish her chips. Oh no, the chips were gone! Whatever would happen now?
"So, you got any more chips?" He asked hopefully.
Sadly, she did not. "No... I’M SORRY NATHAN, FORGIVE ME!"
"Well, thanks for the chips, they were really good. Uh, unless you want to go with Skwisgaar, it’s time for you to leave now."
Tiki glanced at Skwisgaar, who made a crude blowjob gesture with his fist and tongue, and decided she’d had enough excitement for the day. Sadly, she allowed the hood guy to escort her back through the barrier and on her way.
Hopefully she’d catch a glimpse of the other guys, in fact she hoped she would, but nothing was going to compare to sharing that simple bag of chips with Nathan.
Tiki continued the Mordhaus tour, barely listening to the guide.
There were still traces of ranch seasoning on her fingers.
Author: zsomeone
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Chips!
Warnings: Wish fulfillment
Notes: So, Z kindly offered to write us some personal crack!fic. I forget what the exact prompt was, I think we had to give her characters and some kinda situation. Anyway, I jumped at this, seeing as, much as I lack the ability to do N/C, my attempts at self-insert fic inevitably end by my being quickly squashed by a falling pyramid.
I suggested Nathan + chips. BECAUSE AMS RECIPE FOR AWESOME. And I got a bonus. This is almost too perfect.
It was fan day, a day that all of Dethklok abhorred. All these stupid people, thinking they were special just because they had a ticket. And then some of them would try to get the band’s attention somehow. In the case of topless chicks, sometimes it even worked, but everyone else had little success.
They had split up, the screams when fans found all of them in the same room had been horribly annoying.
Nathan and Skwisgaar had somehow ended up together in the living room. Or maybe the others had left them there, they were drunk and details were fuzzy.
One lady fan was waving and yelling, trying to get their attention. Eventually, they noticed her.
Nathan took in her greying hair. "Uh, Skwisgaar? I think that’s one of yours."
Skwisgaar looked up. "Hmm, not bads." He got up to go take a closer look.
"I’m Tiki!" She yelled to them. "Nathan! I have chips!"
Nathan jumped up, shoved Skwisgaar aside, and stopped in front of her. "Chips? What kind?"
"Cool Ranch Doritos, of course! And I want to share them with you! Pleeeease, that’s my biggest fantasy!"
Skwisgaar went back to his seat, if her biggest fantasy was eating chips, he’d pass.
Nathan pointed to a hood guy. "You! Let her come in for a minute. Just her!" The rope was briefly moved aside, and then Nathan pulled her over to the couch. "Okay, let’s eat chips!"
And so Tiki opened the bag and they ate chips. Sometimes they reached at the same time, brushing fingers and making this the ultimate chip-eating experience of her life.
But she noticed Skwisgaar watching her eat with a semi-inappropriate expression.
"Nathan? Skwisgaar’s staring at me. It’s sort of creepy."
"Ignore him, he’s just bored. He has nothing better to do. And well, you know, he’d do you if you let him."
Proving the point, Skwisgaar made a kissy face at her.
Wanting to focus on Nathan, Tiki turned her back on the big blond slut and watched Nathan finish her chips. Oh no, the chips were gone! Whatever would happen now?
"So, you got any more chips?" He asked hopefully.
Sadly, she did not. "No... I’M SORRY NATHAN, FORGIVE ME!"
"Well, thanks for the chips, they were really good. Uh, unless you want to go with Skwisgaar, it’s time for you to leave now."
Tiki glanced at Skwisgaar, who made a crude blowjob gesture with his fist and tongue, and decided she’d had enough excitement for the day. Sadly, she allowed the hood guy to escort her back through the barrier and on her way.
Hopefully she’d catch a glimpse of the other guys, in fact she hoped she would, but nothing was going to compare to sharing that simple bag of chips with Nathan.
Tiki continued the Mordhaus tour, barely listening to the guide.
There were still traces of ranch seasoning on her fingers.
