Deviant!Kitty Drabble for lizfirestarter

[phasing_cat]

Characters: Kitty Pryde (X-Men)/Liz Sherman (Hellboy)
Rating: PG-13 (language)
Setting: Bump in the Night!Verse
Prompt: Deviant!Kitty Drabble Meme 

 

Liz woke to the sound of pounding on her door. A glance at the clock said 2:30 a.m. “Hold on, hold on!” She stumbled out of bed and opened the door just enough to see Kitty standing outside it.

“Kitty? What the hell, do you know what time it is?” The girl’s face was flushed, and she seemed unsteady on her feet. Then Liz noticed the beer can in her hand.

“Shit, are you drunk?” She opened the door wider and pulled Kitty inside, closing the door behind them. Kitty spun around and stumbled, beer spilling out of the can onto Liz’s rug. “Where did you get the beer? You’re only 19!” 

Kitty grinned proudly. “I snuck into Red’s room and stole it out of his fridge. He sleeps like the dead, you know.”

Liz sighed and sat down on the bed. “Why would you do that?”

Kitty frowned.  “Fuck, Liz, I’m tired of everybody thinking I’m the good, sweet, nice, innocent one. I can be just as badass as you!” She gesticulated wildly with her arms, more beer spilling. Suddenly she turned an interesting shade of green. “I don’t feel so good.” Liz grabbed the beer from Kitty’s hand, and the girl ran for the bathroom. Liz shook her head and cursed under her breath.

“I’m not holding your hair for you!”

 

Comments

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

*snort* Sweetie, that whole bad-ass thing, it's a called a defense mechanism. It's nothing to look up to.

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

Ugh, don't talk to me today. I can't get the smell of puke out of my hair.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

I warned you, didn't I?

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

*pulls blanket over her head* Not often enough.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

*laughs* You want an aspirin?

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

*groans* Yes please.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

*tries very hard to not laugh more and hands some over*

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

*tosses them down dry* If you tell John about this I'll kill you. Once my headache goes away.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

*Laughs* Please. I can keep a secret. No worries.

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

*pokes her head out from under the covers*

Why does Red drink that stuff?

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

I don't know. It's a crutch, makes things easier. Why do you think I smoked all those years?

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

*closes her eyes* Maybe I'll try smoking next time instead.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

Don't you dare.

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

*opens one eye* Oh, come on. I know you keep a pack hidden in your dresser.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

Doesn't mean I smoke 'em.

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

Then I'll smoke 'em for you.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

Fine. Have them. They're like 5 years old.
*tosses the pack at her*

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

*they bounce off her forehead and land on the floor* Ow! *groans* Ugh...

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

See, I told you smoking was bad for you.