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Title: Caught
Author: Angie
Prompt: SVU: Alex/Olivia - Casey's Office. A shredder/scissors at [livejournal.com profile] femslash_fluff. Challenger: [livejournal.com profile] giantessmess
Fandom: Law & Order: SVU
Pairing: Alex/Olivia
Disclaimer: They're Dick's, not mine.

“Is it completely stuck?”

“Yes, Olivia, it’s completely stuck.”

“Can’t you pull it out?”

“No.”

“How about I grab it and pull really hard?”

“I doubt it, you can try.”

“Nnnngh…nope.”

“Stop laughing, Olivia.”

“I’m not laughing, Alex, I’m smiling. And it’s just a hysterical reaction to your predicament.”

My predicament? How did this all of a sudden become my predicament? This was your idea, I was against it from the start.”

“It was my idea to make out in Casey’s office. It was not my idea for you to sit on the shredder and get your shirt caught in it.”

“If you hadn’t pulled my shirt out of my skirt there would have been nothing to catch.”

“If you hadn’t turned the damn thing on it wouldn’t have got caught.”

“Oh, and I suppose you think I meant that? You were kissing me! I wasn’t paying particular attention to where I was putting my hand.”

“Then you should count yourself lucky that it was your shirt and not your fingers that got shredded.”

“You’re infuriating!”

“And you’re pompous.”

“And you’re…an ass!”

“You like my ass!”

“Olivia, this is no time to be cute. I can’t be found with my shirt caught in a shredder, I’m the fucking Bureau Chief! How would I explain this?”

“You could just say ‘Hey, minions, it’s none of your fucking business what I’m doing with my shirt caught in a shredder, but if you must know, I was making out with my incredibly hot girlfriend at the time and wasn’t able to function as a human being, hence the resulting meeting of shirt tail with shredder.’

“Yes, that will work perfectly. Now shut up and find me some scissors.”

“You’re awfully bossy for someone who can’t move more than an inch in any direction.”

“Li-iv!”

“OK, OK, I’m looking. But I’m not convinced they let Casey have sharp objects in her office.”

“I wish to God they hadn’t let her have a shredder either.”

“Got scissors. Bend forward.”

“Shit! Someone’s at the…”

“Oh my God! Alex…Liv…what the hell are you guys doing?”

“Uh we…”

“We just…”

“Alex, is your shirt caught in my shredder?”

“Yes.”

“Liv, are you cutting Alex’s shirt?”

“Yes.”

“You two were making out in here again, weren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

“Well, at least you’re honest about it. Wait, Liv, don’t cut the shirt. The tech’s really good at getting stuff out of that thing. He was wonderful the time I got my hair caught in it.”

“You got your hair caug…”

“Don’t ask.”

Date: 2006-06-11 07:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-girl-20.livejournal.com
(even though it is not the Liv fic that you need to be writing in order to make me truly happy). - I know, I know. And this isn't even the one I said I was working on. This just came out of nowhere when I saw the prompt. The fluff is so much easier to write than the angst.

But I'm glad you like it, even though it is the wrong fic.

I have to admit, as much as I love my girls, my fav bits are the Casey bashing! - Hmmm, yes a few people seem to have mentioned that. Seems like everyone has an inner-Casey-basher hidden away somewhere. Poor Casey, I actually feel bad for her. The fic originally started off with Casey's hair being stuck in the shredder, but I realised I don't know Casey well enough to write a lot of dialogue for her. Hence the reference at the end.

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