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Christmas
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M through R › Pitch Black
Rating:
Adult ++
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5
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Category:
M through R › Pitch Black
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,147
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Pitch Black, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Coffee
Christmas
Chapter two: Coffee
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Disclaimer: you all know I don't own this! if I did why would I be writing about it? LAST TIME I WILL POST THIS DISCLAIMER!!
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*Three days ago*
Riddick and Jack were sitting at the kitchen table. Riddick had cooked Jack and himself breakfast. They were chowing down on synthetic eggs and synthetic bacon. It actually tasted better than it sounded.
"Hey Riddick!" Jack said as she poked him on the arm repeatedly. "What the fuck Jack?" Jack ignored Riddick's tone. He was always cranky before he had his coffee. "Maybe I'll wait till you've had your coffee...Grumpy." Jack grinned. Riddick narrowed his eyes at her. "I am not grumpy Jack. You fuckin' poked me like twenty times!" Riddick said moodily.
"Soooo? What do you want for Christmas?" Jack asked. "What?" Riddick sounded confused. "Christmas! Its a holiday in like five days!" "Oh." Riddick didn't sound interested. At all. "What do you want?" Jack asked again. "For fuckin' what?" "For Christmas! Geeezzzz Riddick!" Jack rolled her eyes. "What the fuck is Christmas?" Riddick was getting annoyed now. "You know what it is. Its when people exchange gifts to each other." Jack explained. "Oh. I don't know." Riddick sounded as if he was still confused.
"What do you fuckin' want for fuckin' Christmas Riddick?" Jack was really irritated. "Watch your fuckin' mouth kid. I already told you I don't fuckin know what I want!" The next few minutes of silence were tense. Riddick knew he didn't need to yell at her but she was driving him to death and destruction with her freakin' Christmas. "Hey Riddick? Your coffee is ready." Riddick practically jumped up to get a cup of the stuff. He took a sip and sighed inwardly. Coffee made everything better.
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At 6:45 p.m Riddick announced that he was going out for a while. Jack knew where he was going...great I knew that wasn't early morning crankiness...that was 'I need a good fuck' crankiness. He'll be gone for at least two and a half hours.......
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TBC......
Read and review! If you give me suggestions I will use them!
Thanks to....
Siegen: I loved your suggestion as you probably read! LOL!
shamrock920: I tried to make it a little funny! Maybe It will be a J/R!
ren3017: Don't worry I will!
S: Glad you do! Lots More!
bebe: Of course!
Chapter two: Coffee
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Disclaimer: you all know I don't own this! if I did why would I be writing about it? LAST TIME I WILL POST THIS DISCLAIMER!!
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*Three days ago*
Riddick and Jack were sitting at the kitchen table. Riddick had cooked Jack and himself breakfast. They were chowing down on synthetic eggs and synthetic bacon. It actually tasted better than it sounded.
"Hey Riddick!" Jack said as she poked him on the arm repeatedly. "What the fuck Jack?" Jack ignored Riddick's tone. He was always cranky before he had his coffee. "Maybe I'll wait till you've had your coffee...Grumpy." Jack grinned. Riddick narrowed his eyes at her. "I am not grumpy Jack. You fuckin' poked me like twenty times!" Riddick said moodily.
"Soooo? What do you want for Christmas?" Jack asked. "What?" Riddick sounded confused. "Christmas! Its a holiday in like five days!" "Oh." Riddick didn't sound interested. At all. "What do you want?" Jack asked again. "For fuckin' what?" "For Christmas! Geeezzzz Riddick!" Jack rolled her eyes. "What the fuck is Christmas?" Riddick was getting annoyed now. "You know what it is. Its when people exchange gifts to each other." Jack explained. "Oh. I don't know." Riddick sounded as if he was still confused.
"What do you fuckin' want for fuckin' Christmas Riddick?" Jack was really irritated. "Watch your fuckin' mouth kid. I already told you I don't fuckin know what I want!" The next few minutes of silence were tense. Riddick knew he didn't need to yell at her but she was driving him to death and destruction with her freakin' Christmas. "Hey Riddick? Your coffee is ready." Riddick practically jumped up to get a cup of the stuff. He took a sip and sighed inwardly. Coffee made everything better.
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At 6:45 p.m Riddick announced that he was going out for a while. Jack knew where he was going...great I knew that wasn't early morning crankiness...that was 'I need a good fuck' crankiness. He'll be gone for at least two and a half hours.......
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TBC......
Read and review! If you give me suggestions I will use them!
Thanks to....
Siegen: I loved your suggestion as you probably read! LOL!
shamrock920: I tried to make it a little funny! Maybe It will be a J/R!
ren3017: Don't worry I will!
S: Glad you do! Lots More!
bebe: Of course!