I'm 1,200 words into a Barney/Ted fic for How I Met Your Mother. I blame you so much,
duckduck. So. Much. *mock glares*
Excerpt:
Ted blinked and replayed the second-to-last sentence a couple times in his head until he thought he actually understood it. "So, we're at a gay bar looking to pick up chicks."
"Yes." Barney grinned. "This is going to be legend--"
"Barney. We're at a gay bar, looking to pick up chicks," Ted repeated. "On a list of your top ten worst plans, this is already at number three, and the night hasn't even gotten started yet."
"O ye of little faith," Barney said, slapping him on the shoulder.
Excerpt:
Ted blinked and replayed the second-to-last sentence a couple times in his head until he thought he actually understood it. "So, we're at a gay bar looking to pick up chicks."
"Yes." Barney grinned. "This is going to be legend--"
"Barney. We're at a gay bar, looking to pick up chicks," Ted repeated. "On a list of your top ten worst plans, this is already at number three, and the night hasn't even gotten started yet."
"O ye of little faith," Barney said, slapping him on the shoulder.
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Date: 2008-03-06 04:37 am (UTC)