Title: News Report
Series: Blue Bloods
Pairing: Sky/Bliss Friendship
Quote: "The police found a body with no brain, messed up teeth, a retarded face, and a swollen butthole. I was worried. Message me if you are okay."
Schuyler was comfortable.
No.
Schuyler was in heaven.
Figuratively, you know.
She was watching the flat screen, lying on her zebra-clad floor, and was being massaged by the hottest guy to walk the earth.
Jack Force.
Sighing, she lent back and relaxed into his hands. Jack smirked and continued kneeding her shoulders.
"And now we interupt this program for a breaking news report." Her eyes snapped open. The lady on the network was Carey-Anne Nichlon (Pronouced 'Nishlon') and her brown hair was twisted up and over into a clip. She held a mike and was cupping her ear to hear the man in her mike.
"...This is Carey-Anne Nichlon reporting for Force News. I have the lastest in crime in the city."
"Probably some kid trying to kill himself again and let a red-blood see," Jack murmured in her ear. She rolled her eyes.
"The Conclave really needs to tell them they can't kill theirselves unless it's by the Caerimonia of another." She said this flippantly, but Jack could always tell when she was nervous.
"-in front of the Asylum on Twenty-fifth street, we have found a body that seems to be dismantled in the most gruesome way. Exposed and empty crainium, disarranged teeth, mentally inept features, and an enlarged anus. This body has not been identified if it is female or male yet, but the athorities are taking care of this. That is all." They show came back on, but Schuyler could have cared less. She was typing furiously on her new iPhone and grinning like a lunatic.
"Sky, are you okay?" She looked up at him, eyes alight.
"I will be," she sang. Jack was afriad. Her phone rang and she read the text and busted out laughing. He read it over her shoulder and started shaking from surpressed laughter.
"That was the best thing I have ever read." Schuyler smiled brillantly.
"I know, right?"
They kept laughing until the person in question came, and began play-fighting with Schuyler. They knew it wasn't right to speak ill of the dead, but it was too funny.
All in all, Carey-Anne really didn't know what she started.
From: Schuyler The police found a body with no brain, messed up teeth, a retarded face, and a swollen butt-hole. I was worried. From: Bliss Did you just call me retarded, say I have messed up teeth, don't have a brain, and called me a whore, while being concerned if I'm dead or not?
To: Bliss
Text me if you're okay.
To: Schuyler
Oh my god, that was sooo much fun to write. My best friend is sitting over my shoulder and cackling.
Hope you like.