Silly fic
This is what happens when my normal Charles and Erik muses refuse to cooperate. Vengeance is mine, sayeth the 
emeraldblue.
Off-the-cuff sillyfic written directly into the LJ window. Unedited, unbetaed, and unlikely.
...But I'd be more than happy to continue if encouraged. *g*
“You can’t be serious, Charles.” Erik Lensherr blinked at the nearly empty glass of gin and tonic on the kitchen table, cradling the telephone receiver between his shoulder and ear. Surely the drink had been full a moment ago. Or was that the one before this one? It mattered little. Charles was obviously more intoxicated than he.
“I’m completely serious. I think it would be a good experience for all involved.”
Erik could easily imagine him sitting up in bed in one of his long night-shirts, smiling as he shared his latest plan for peace. He sighed. “Have you been drinking?”
Charles laughed softly. “I’m a teacher, Erik, and it’s a school night. What do you think?”
“That you’re utterly out of your mind if you came up with this idea sober.”
“It will be good for all of us,” Charles pressed. “After everything that’s happened, we all need to work together. The young people need to work together. We’ll be united in a common project.”
“Charles--”
“And Erik?” Charles interrupted, the smile audible in his voice. “It will be fun.”
Groaning softly, Erik scrubbed his free hand through his hair. “Remind me sometime to be concerned that your definition of ‘fun’ involves singing, dancing, and semi-public humiliation.”
“Surely you’ve known that since we went to the Rocky Horror Picture Show together.”
Erik shuddered. “I’ve tried to banish that night from my memory, thank you.”
“Humor me, Erik.”
“Very well,” Erik sighed. “But if you think for one moment that I’m going to sing…”
“Heavens, no!” Charles exclaimed, sounding altogether too pleased. “You’ll be one of the judges.”
There was a certain perverse appeal in the idea of watching Charles’ precious students embarrass themselves in front of him.
Erik smiled and lifted his glass. “Mutant Idol it is, then.”
emeraldblue.Off-the-cuff sillyfic written directly into the LJ window. Unedited, unbetaed, and unlikely.
...But I'd be more than happy to continue if encouraged. *g*
“You can’t be serious, Charles.” Erik Lensherr blinked at the nearly empty glass of gin and tonic on the kitchen table, cradling the telephone receiver between his shoulder and ear. Surely the drink had been full a moment ago. Or was that the one before this one? It mattered little. Charles was obviously more intoxicated than he.
“I’m completely serious. I think it would be a good experience for all involved.”
Erik could easily imagine him sitting up in bed in one of his long night-shirts, smiling as he shared his latest plan for peace. He sighed. “Have you been drinking?”
Charles laughed softly. “I’m a teacher, Erik, and it’s a school night. What do you think?”
“That you’re utterly out of your mind if you came up with this idea sober.”
“It will be good for all of us,” Charles pressed. “After everything that’s happened, we all need to work together. The young people need to work together. We’ll be united in a common project.”
“Charles--”
“And Erik?” Charles interrupted, the smile audible in his voice. “It will be fun.”
Groaning softly, Erik scrubbed his free hand through his hair. “Remind me sometime to be concerned that your definition of ‘fun’ involves singing, dancing, and semi-public humiliation.”
“Surely you’ve known that since we went to the Rocky Horror Picture Show together.”
Erik shuddered. “I’ve tried to banish that night from my memory, thank you.”
“Humor me, Erik.”
“Very well,” Erik sighed. “But if you think for one moment that I’m going to sing…”
“Heavens, no!” Charles exclaimed, sounding altogether too pleased. “You’ll be one of the judges.”
There was a certain perverse appeal in the idea of watching Charles’ precious students embarrass themselves in front of him.
Erik smiled and lifted his glass. “Mutant Idol it is, then.”
