Superjail: Drunk LoveTitle: Drunk LoveMore Like This
Pairing: The Warden/Lord Stingray
Rating for cut version: PG-13
Warnings for cut version: AU, innuendo, language, slash
Disclaimer: I do not own Superjail! characters. I make no profit from this.
A/N: An alternate ending to Superjail! episode, Lord Stingray Crash Party. This is a slash fic. If you don't like slash, then hit the back button now. Fic does contain SPOILERS. Read at your own risk.
Cup of beer in hand, Lord Stingray sidled up beside The Warden on a red velvet couch, watching with a predatory gaze as the smaller man laughed and spilled a glass of wine. After the military forces that tried to hunt him down were slaughtered, he suggested celebrating, and the eager to please Warden became giddy and instantly ordered the finest beverages to be brought out. Only one glass of red wine made The Warden's inhibitions melt away, and he was amused that the smaller man was such a light weight, not that he needed the other man to be drunk to obey his whims. I
OH YOU, MILLIEMore Like This
Millie was so bored. She had spent an hour cooing over her only kit, Briarlight, and thinking how funny them strangers, Bumblestripe and Blossomfall, talk like Ben Stiller. She sat by the fresh-kill pile, urinating in it.
Then she saw her mate, Greystripe, sitting behind a bush doing weird stuff. "HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY, GREYSTRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPE!" Millie derped.
Greystripe turned around. Oh, Silverstream, help me...
"HEY, GREYSTRIIIIIIIIIIIIPE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING BEHIND THAT BUSH?" the still-a-kittypet asked.
"Why don't you mind your own business?" hissed Greystripe.