![]() In reality, the stakes were low, the two of them enjoying the fight more than the thought of victory. "Okay, I know that one was you," he grumbled, having already regained his balance, or at least the appearance of it. This time, Heinz's scandalised gasp was real. Perry, determined to claim victory, changed tactics-Īnd a platypus penis sprung up on the paper. "I didn't realise you were such an expert." "And another one!" he pointed out, amusement creeping into his voice. ![]() Grinning now, Heinz pulled the pen across the paper once more. Or at least what he had to assume a human penis looked like when heavily stylised, with what little experience he had in the matter. Bold of Heinz to accuse him of drawing the dicks, he found himself thinking, despite said dicks looking remarkably human. "Did you draw a penis, Perry the Platypus? How could you? I thought you were a Good Guy, not a vandal, but I guess not-" "Is that a penis?" Heinz gasped, with faux horror. And as they fought, dragging the pen across the paper, shapes formed in its wake. Foreplay to what would come later in the evening, when everyone else was gone and they could truly begin their married life. He'd grown quite adept at brushing aside said token protests over the course of their nemesisship, and at identifying when to actually listen, the man's tone conveying just how big a deal any one thing was.Īs for this fight, though they put their all into it, it was a mere scuffle. This chastising was not enough to sway Perry from his course, familiar as he was with his husbanemesis's habitual grousing. "You're making such a mess, Perry the Scribblepus." " Now look at it," he continued, complaining coming easily to him as it always had, though there was no force behind it. Heinz yanked again, only succeeding in dragging the pen across the paper, a trail of ink in its wake. So Heinz wanted to play it that way, did he? Far be it from Perry to refuse. Growling, Perry twisted the pen, also trying, and also failing, to shake his husbanemesis off. " Really, Perry the Platypus? Are you going to thwart me here, too? I know you're eager but sheesh!" #Platypus penis free#"Hey, I was going to take your name," Heinz protested, the two of them having forgotten to discuss the details in advance, and grabbed at the pen, trying, and failing, to wrench it free of the platypus's strong grip. Perry, perched on a chair so he could reach the desk, took the pen first, signing his name as Perry Doofen. Their new signatures, as they'd decided a name change would be fitting to signify their commitment to each other. ![]() Thus, they made their way to the desk set aside for the paperwork, ready and waiting for their signatures. With the ceremony over now, the attendees, most of whom were Perry's family and coworkers, filed out and to the hall set aside for the meal afterwards, until the only ones left were the newlyweds themselves. What they did together in the bedroom, or the laboratory, was just for the two of them. #Platypus penis skin#For example, this relationship had asked he cover his skin in makeup for the duration of the event, to cover the bruises left by Perry's fists and Perry's mouth, for the sake of public decency. The only hope he still had came from reminding himself every relationship was different. ![]() After all, he'd lived through the ending of one relationship, the incompatibility too much to bear. This being his second go-around, the stakes seemed even higher. While this wasn't his first rodeo, so to speak, having been married before, a wedding is a time of high emotion. He'd been crying all day, overwhelmed by the thought of the commitment they'd make. "This is the happiest day of my life," his new husbanemesis, one Doctor Heinz Doofenshmirtz, sobbed, a fresh wave of tears running down his cheeks as he clutched at Perry's paws. That he could attend at all, with Perry's complex situation, had been the result of Perry calling in all the favours owed to him to share this day with his family. The closest they'd found to a priest on short notice, Ferb stood just barely taller than Perry the Platypus himself, with all the authority he'd been given by the state. "I now pronounce you husband and husband," their officiant said. On a bright summer afternoon that was to be memorable for more reasons than anyone had planned, least of all the soon-to-be-married couple, a certain teal platypus clad only in a fedora stared up at the man he now called nemesis and would soon call. ![]()
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