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storypaint) wrote2015-01-27 08:51 pm
storypaint) wrote2015-01-27 08:51 pm
[Welcome to Night Vale] a combination of magic and pasta (Carlos/Cecil)
Title: a combination of magic and pasta
Fandom: Welcome to Night Vale
Length: 135 words
Prompt: comment_fic: Welcome To Nightvale, Cecil/Carlos, Carlos drops by the station to pick up Cecil for lunch
Pairing: Carlos/Cecil
Other: n/a
Excerpt: When Carlos arrives at the radio station, blood is seeping out from underneath the door of the control booth; he would be more concerned if there wasn't a harrassed-looking intern there mopping it up.
When Carlos arrives at the radio station, blood is seeping out from underneath the door of the control booth; he would be more concerned if there wasn't a harrassed-looking intern there mopping it up, so instead he just tries not get to it on his shoes.
"Carlos is here!" Cecil says to the greater Night Vale area, but he is only looking at Carlos through the glass window separating them; "--He must have remembered that it's Take Your Favorite Radio Station Host to Lunch Day!"
Cecil wraps up and then emerges from the booth, sparkling, and he beams when Carlos tells him that he just wants to treat his boyfriend, that the holiday is incidental, and like always Carlos has to wonder: what wonderful thing has he done to justify seeing a smile like that?
Fandom: Welcome to Night Vale
Length: 135 words
Prompt: comment_fic: Welcome To Nightvale, Cecil/Carlos, Carlos drops by the station to pick up Cecil for lunch
Pairing: Carlos/Cecil
Other: n/a
Excerpt: When Carlos arrives at the radio station, blood is seeping out from underneath the door of the control booth; he would be more concerned if there wasn't a harrassed-looking intern there mopping it up.
When Carlos arrives at the radio station, blood is seeping out from underneath the door of the control booth; he would be more concerned if there wasn't a harrassed-looking intern there mopping it up, so instead he just tries not get to it on his shoes.
"Carlos is here!" Cecil says to the greater Night Vale area, but he is only looking at Carlos through the glass window separating them; "--He must have remembered that it's Take Your Favorite Radio Station Host to Lunch Day!"
Cecil wraps up and then emerges from the booth, sparkling, and he beams when Carlos tells him that he just wants to treat his boyfriend, that the holiday is incidental, and like always Carlos has to wonder: what wonderful thing has he done to justify seeing a smile like that?