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Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town.
When something comes up to me he don't even try
'Cause if I had a set of wings, man, I know she could fly....

Okay, I know it's not a deuce coupe, but I still think the lyrics fit.... ;~D

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Chapter Thirteen

He tried hard to be the perfect gentleman, walking just off to the side and behind her with his hand on her elbow to make sure she didn’t misstep in her lovely blue shoes. They looked so... so... well, feminine is the only word that came to mind. If there was one thing that Legolas loved more than auto electrical systems and damsels in distress and girls who gave good directions and beautiful ladies who laughed with the sound of tinkling little silver bells, it would have to be strappy evening sandals.

“You have a nice car,” she’d said. “What year is it?”

“It’z a sexty-sex – a Muestaeng GeeTea Koope wid a vee-foar eangin an....” He stopped, realizing most women didn’t know much about cars. “Due u like it?”

“I love it,” she’d answered, smiling brightly up at him.

He beamed.

“Wuld u like tu ried wid da toep doewn?” he asked.

“Most definitely,” she answered.

He made quick work of lowering the top while she watched him, fascinated. Then he ducked in front of her just in time to reach for the handle to open the car door for her. Of course, if she’d been wearing jeans, he might have invited her to get in like he preferred by leaping over the side. After all, what good was a convertible if you continually had to stop long enough to open the doors?

He averted his eyes a little too late when she sat down and pulled her legs inside the passenger compartment. He liked the glimpse he got through the fabric where the dress was slit. He wasn’t positive, but he suspected she might have done that on purpose. Well, if she meant to get a rise out of him, it worked.

He made his way around the front of the car, never taking his eyes off her as he went. Of course, this was a mistake as he caught the toe of his loafer on the curb and bellyflopped straight up against the driver’s side car door. He involuntarily gave out a little, ‘Uempff!” as he caught himself.

She waited until she knew he hadn’t hurt himself, and then she giggled again.

At least the adrenaline rush took care of the rise she had gotten out of him moments earlier.

On to Chapter Fourteen

Date: October 27th, 2006 04:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Naughty, naughty!

Date: October 29th, 2006 01:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
It gets naughtier and naughtier too!

Date: October 27th, 2006 04:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Well, if she meant to get a rise out of him, it worked.
*snorts and giggles*
Poor Prance...

Date: October 29th, 2006 01:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
She's such a tease. He's no match for her, you think???

She's gonna eat him alive.... *wink*

Date: October 27th, 2006 05:14 am (UTC)

Date: October 29th, 2006 01:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Poor fella. He's been with me for entirely too long of a time, all deprived and all.

Date: October 29th, 2006 10:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
*hugs Prance*

Date: October 27th, 2006 10:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"it would have to be strappy evening sandals."
If that is "women wearing strappy evening sandals", she's ok. However, if he wants to borrow them there may be a problem.

Poor Prance, tripping over the curb and all... If he had tripped jumping the door he would have ended up with his face in Patty's lap.
And that would have been terrible because, uh... Hmmm... umm...
Well, her fingers would have gotten tangled in his hair and this would shoot from pg to R in a matter of seconds you know he is so funny about his hair.

Date: October 29th, 2006 01:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
However, if he wants to borrow them....

Uhm.... *shrugs*

He is pretty particular about that hair. Though I'm not sure she'd leave him with enough faculties to know there was something out of place-- on his head, anyway....


Date: October 29th, 2006 05:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
He could read the dictionary and I'd be fascinated....

Date: October 31st, 2006 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Or the phone book, or a thesaurus, or maybe one of those, "Speaking French for Dummies" textbooks.

Just don't let him get ahold of Tolkien's stuff. He gets too worked up with those.

Date: October 30th, 2006 05:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Well, if she meant to get a rise out of him, it worked."

Ahhh, how sweet . . . I think they were made for each other!

Date: October 31st, 2006 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I think they were MFEO too! :~D


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