It's Drabble Time

[revid]

Title: Summer Shudder
Author: revid
Pairing: Billie Joe Armstrong/Davey Havok (AFI)
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. No money is being made, and nothing is implied about any real person.

A/N: I've had AFI on the brain since I saw them two weeks ago, so this seemed like a good excuse to get it out. This takes place the second week of June 2006, right after Decemberunderground debuted at Number One on the Billboard 200 Chart.

For the fic challenge to celebrate the 1,039th member of comingclean, with the prompt of 'congratulations'.

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Yanked along by his dog, Billie Joe struggled down the block, barely managing to avoid his neighbor's car pulling into the driveway.

"Dude," Billie yelled as Davey exited his car. "Number one! Number fucking one!" He bounded over to squish his pal in a bear hug. "I'd buy champagne, if you did that shit!"

Davey pulled back to read one pair of unlined eyes with another--What were those odds?--hands still on Billie's hips. Billie leaned forward and flicked his tongue gently against his friend's lip ring.

"You could congratulate me some other way," Davey murmured.

Comments

[jou.livejournal.com]

Cute drabble! ... though every piece of greenday fic I've read (granted, it's probably not many) has some incarnation of the word "fuck" in it. ... Just an observation. ;)

[revid.livejournal.com]

Yep, I could picture Rocky the dog dragging poor Billie along.

Everyone loves Davey! :-)

[revid.livejournal.com]

That's because Billie Joe, the front man for Green Day *ahem*, is incapable of speaking any sentence longer that four words without one of them being "fuck."
We just accept and embrace it. :-)

[revid.livejournal.com]

*than 4 words*

*curses LJ for lack of edit capabilities*