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G through L › Hercules
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
3,554
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Hercules or its characters in any way or form. I make no money from this work of fiction and will continue to make none from this fiction. I do this for pleasure.
Drabble a day 43, May 7, 2012, Joxer, Cupid
Title: Love of Surprises
Fandom: Xena/Hercules Pairing/Characters: Joxer/Cupid Prompt: Surprises Drabble #: 43 Date: May 7, 2012 Word count: 264 Next pairing: Hephaestus/Joxer AN: I had to do something funny, so this is it. :D *~*~*~*~* “So, why are you in a skirt?” The question came from a blond man as he tilted back in a low back chair, balancing on two legs. His wings brushed the ground as he flexed them back and forth, his eyes gazing at a young man that looked much like a woman. Joxer looked up and cocked an eyebrow. “Do the names Gabrielle and Xena not mean anything to you?” he asked in return as he flipped a piece of parchment over onto a pile before looking down and going over it. Dipping his quill, he scratched something out and made a note in dark red ink that would dry a lighter red. “They are still after me apparently so I’m still stuck in the damn dress. And don’t you say a word, Cupid, or I will have Strife pluck you bald. He owes me for dumping his paperwork on me,” he grouched, pointing his quill at the other. Cupid just raised his hands in surrender and smiled. “No worries, my friend, now worries.” “And what are you doing here bugging me? Don’t you have some one to shoot with those arrows you haul around?” Joxer asked, looking back to his papers, once more flipping the parment. “I’m here until Hephaestus is done with his thing. He’s apparently tossing Mom out on her ear finally. Got tired of her excuses again,” Cupid drawled, shrugging as Joxer looked up. “Aren’t you also fucking him?” he asked bluntly, smirking as the God of Passionate Love choked and fell back in surprise. “Works every time,” he purred.