http://bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-01-28 05:39 pm

Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

It had taken a few moments to figure out the DVD player, but Merlin did as he was told and just pushed buttons until it worked. It was a surprisingly good method.

He sat back, ready to watch this porno thing that Emmett had said would be interesting.

And in the first five minutes, he couldn't quite understand the draw of this sort of entertainment. It was only like Morgana and Gwen in the fact that they looked vaguely similar. The way they talked and the room they were in certainly didn't look like any castle he'd ever seen. And, really, those dresses were just terribly impractical for a lady or a servant. They must be terribly cold--

Merlin's eyes went very big as the dress issue was solved and they ladies started kissing. The only sound he made was the verbal equivalent of a keysmash.

[[Open like a common room where a wizard is being scarred for life is!]]

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah grabbed for it, really avoiding his fingers because oh my god she didn't want to know what was going on in his head, and took a second to get her composure back. "So, okay! Stop! The button with the big square on it!"

Easier done when you're not as flustered as Dinah. She hit PAUSE instead.

"Ack!"

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Wrong button wrong button oh god--" Dinah hit PAUSE again, then PLAY, then finally, finally found STOP.

And back to the DVD Menu! CHOOSE FEATURE!

"Ew. Ewwww. Who writes the titles for these things?"
Edited 2009-01-29 00:22 (UTC)

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Echhh." Dinah was not going to laugh. Not. Going. To. Laugh. Nope.

That noise? A mouse. Squeaking somewhere.

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah exploded into giggles and fell back on the couch, holding her stomach as she laughed. "Sorry. S-sorry! Not funny. Help you. Yes...."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah's face was still red from embarrassment as well as giggles, but she managed to give him a contrite look as she went over to eject the DVD from the recorder. "Sorry. Sorry. Really. I'd die. I'd really really die. Whew."

C'mon, mental images, go away!

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Awwwwwww," Dinah said, feeling really sorry for him now. "I'll tell her you're not! And it's only some porn! Not even the really raunchy stuff I've heard of! You're just a normal redblooded guy who doesn't know how to work a remote."

No. Giggling! No!

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I am," Dinah said mournfully, genuinely sorry. Then giggled. "I can't help it! I'm sorry!"

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah's eyes widened. "Noooooo. Merlinnnn..."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!" Heeeee. "Ahem. I'll make it up to you! Somehow!"

Bad, bad images.

Heeee.

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes! Lots of it!" Dinah took her breath, getting herself mostly under control. "A huge banana split with whipped cream, and I promise to tell Francine you're not a pervert. If you want me to."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah crossed her heart, then grinned. "That means I promise. Ice cream as soon as you want, Francine..." She looked around. "Um. A bit later?"

So all of them would stop blushing by then?

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-01-29 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah nodded fervently. "This weekend. Works for me." She paused, then pointed toward the door. "Gonna go shower now. Just got done working out. So. Bye?"