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memoryfloodsin) wrote2009-01-02 06:58 pm
memoryfloodsin) wrote2009-01-02 06:58 pm
I'm blaming H.
Title: Untitled.
Fandom: Britannia High (I know, I know).
Rating: Universal.
Word Count: 507.
Summary: BB is a really, really good friend to Jez.
Notes: Unbetaed. Just a bit of fun because I don’t believe you could write anything else in this fandom. Dedicated to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
_la_mysterieuse who is feeding my obsession with Britannia High and all things MJT.
“Please, please, please” Jez bats his eyelashes, falls to his knees and offers his hands up to BB in mock supplication.
“No. Seriously mate you’re my best friend and I love you but no.” BB is resolute; he is not budging on this matter. BB Simons does not do weddings and especially not ones that are going to end up on the front of Hello!
“Oh c’mon.” Jez runs frantically through his options, “I’ll pay you!” He’s getting desperate now.
“Yeah? How much?” BB’s ever so slightly intrigued now, Jez must really, really not want to go to this wedding stag.
“A grand”
“Hell yeah!”
“Really?” He’s so relieved that he’s not going to have to suffer alone that it’s not until they’re recording the radio show later that evening that it dawns on him, “I could have just said a tenner couldn’t I?” BB just grins at him and bursts out laughing.
“Cheers. And that dear listeners was the sound of a three year friendship dying a horrible death.”
As it turns out the wedding is so awfully embarrassing and long that BB starts thinking a grand isn’t really compensation enough. Apparently Jez’ second cousin twice removed, or whatever, wanted a theme wedding, a pastel themed wedding. Jez got off easy. He’s in a pale green suit that only a 6ft; blond haired, blue-eyed god can get away with. It also has the benefit of being made of linen, unlike BB who is stuck in a lilac suit made from velour. Velour, for crying out loud. He’s lost any street cred he ever had and he’s fairly certain he’s going to have to change his name and probably his friends after Jez shows the wedding pictures to the gang when they’re back in London.
“See? That wasn’t too bad.” Jez manages to get out before he’s laughing again.
BB glares at him across the tube, “You didn’t say anything about us being the entertainment.”
Jez holds his hands up, “I didn’t know. I swear.” In his defence he really didn’t know, his Dad had forgotten to pass on that crucial piece of information to him.
“They made me do ballet, Jez.” He sounds like he’s going to need therapy for at least a year. “Ballet. In a lilac, velour suit. Ballet! Jez.” BB hopes his tone is conveying exactly how much he’s going to kill Jez when they get back to their flat.
BB’s cleaning his teeth while Jez leans against the frame of the bathroom door, “I really did appreciate today you know.”
“I know” BB says, well Jez thinks that what he says it’s hard to tell around the toothbrush. He starts to walk away from the bathroom and then spins round on his heels, “You know that suit?”
“Yeah” BB’s hesitant now.
“It got me really hot.” Jez blows an air kiss in the direction of the bathroom and taps away laughing.
He only makes it a shuffle ball change away before a toothbrush hits him on the back of the head.
Fandom: Britannia High (I know, I know).
Rating: Universal.
Word Count: 507.
Summary: BB is a really, really good friend to Jez.
Notes: Unbetaed. Just a bit of fun because I don’t believe you could write anything else in this fandom. Dedicated to
_la_mysterieuse who is feeding my obsession with Britannia High and all things MJT. “Please, please, please” Jez bats his eyelashes, falls to his knees and offers his hands up to BB in mock supplication.
“No. Seriously mate you’re my best friend and I love you but no.” BB is resolute; he is not budging on this matter. BB Simons does not do weddings and especially not ones that are going to end up on the front of Hello!
“Oh c’mon.” Jez runs frantically through his options, “I’ll pay you!” He’s getting desperate now.
“Yeah? How much?” BB’s ever so slightly intrigued now, Jez must really, really not want to go to this wedding stag.
“A grand”
“Hell yeah!”
“Really?” He’s so relieved that he’s not going to have to suffer alone that it’s not until they’re recording the radio show later that evening that it dawns on him, “I could have just said a tenner couldn’t I?” BB just grins at him and bursts out laughing.
“Cheers. And that dear listeners was the sound of a three year friendship dying a horrible death.”
As it turns out the wedding is so awfully embarrassing and long that BB starts thinking a grand isn’t really compensation enough. Apparently Jez’ second cousin twice removed, or whatever, wanted a theme wedding, a pastel themed wedding. Jez got off easy. He’s in a pale green suit that only a 6ft; blond haired, blue-eyed god can get away with. It also has the benefit of being made of linen, unlike BB who is stuck in a lilac suit made from velour. Velour, for crying out loud. He’s lost any street cred he ever had and he’s fairly certain he’s going to have to change his name and probably his friends after Jez shows the wedding pictures to the gang when they’re back in London.
“See? That wasn’t too bad.” Jez manages to get out before he’s laughing again.
BB glares at him across the tube, “You didn’t say anything about us being the entertainment.”
Jez holds his hands up, “I didn’t know. I swear.” In his defence he really didn’t know, his Dad had forgotten to pass on that crucial piece of information to him.
“They made me do ballet, Jez.” He sounds like he’s going to need therapy for at least a year. “Ballet. In a lilac, velour suit. Ballet! Jez.” BB hopes his tone is conveying exactly how much he’s going to kill Jez when they get back to their flat.
BB’s cleaning his teeth while Jez leans against the frame of the bathroom door, “I really did appreciate today you know.”
“I know” BB says, well Jez thinks that what he says it’s hard to tell around the toothbrush. He starts to walk away from the bathroom and then spins round on his heels, “You know that suit?”
“Yeah” BB’s hesitant now.
“It got me really hot.” Jez blows an air kiss in the direction of the bathroom and taps away laughing.
He only makes it a shuffle ball change away before a toothbrush hits him on the back of the head.
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Oh, snap to your current music track ♥♥♥
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and especially not ones that are going to end up on the front of Hello!
Ha! I can so imagine that being the case for Jez.
“I could have just said a tenner couldn’t I?” BB just grins at him and bursts out laughing.
“Cheers. And that dear listeners was the sound of a three year friendship dying a horrible death.”
Hee!
Jez got off easy. He’s in a pale green suit that only a 6ft; blond haired, blue-eyed god can get away with.
Yum!
a lilac suit made from velour. Velour, for crying out loud. He’s lost any street cred he ever had and he’s fairly certain he’s going to have to change his name and probably his friends after Jez shows the wedding pictures to the gang when they’re back in London.
Hee! Poor BB!
“They made me do ballet, Jez.” He sounds like he’s going to need therapy for at least a year. “Ballet. In a lilac, velour suit. Ballet! Jez.” BB hopes his tone is conveying exactly how much he’s going to kill Jez when they get back to their flat.
Hahaha! I bet BB would be great at ballet!
Jez blows an air kiss in the direction of the bathroom and taps away laughing.
He only makes it a shuffle ball change away before a toothbrush hits him on the back of the head.
Air kiss! Shuffle ball change!
THIS WAS SO AWESOME! ♥ ♥ ♥
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Air kiss! Shuffle ball change! That actually could be a dance routine.
Glad you liked it chuck.
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Air kiss! Shuffle ball change! That actually could be a dance routine.
LMAO. The dance of the Luvvie perhaps?
I loved it! I started grinning on insanely on the bus when I got your text. I think the bloke opposite thought I was a bit odd!
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I'm so glad you liked it because let's face it if you hadn't I'd have been screwed - no one else appreciates the
subtle brilliancetotal cheese of BH!I think the bloke opposite thought I was a bit odd!
And he was right ;P