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no_true_pairTitle: Inconvenient
Author/Artist:senmut
Fandom: DC Comics
Pairing/characters: Dinah Lance/Slade Wilson
Rating: PG
Warnings/Notes: No Warnings Apply
Prompt/challenge you're answering: there's only one bed for 3 & 4
Slade glared at the bed in the room they had managed to find, but… at least there was one. How in hell were they going to make this work, though, when he would hang off the ends and side trying to make enough room for her?
"That's a twin," Dinah said with a sigh as she squeezed past him in the barely larger than a walk in closet room.
"Noticed."
"No room to put it on the floor, so we can use gear bags for your giant legs and feet to rest on," Dinah added, as she contemplated their predicament.
"Nope."
He had to smile when she glared at him for his one word answers.
"Well, there's a table — sort of — and it is lower than the bed. I think you can squeeze it between the wall and the foot of the bed," Dinah said. "Lay clothes on it. Then I think you can be flat enough for me to drape over you."
"Not the worst way we've slept," Slade agreed. "Not going to be all that restful."
"We'll make it work. Just… no way in hell can I make it much further without some sleep, and you've been awake longer."
"Points, both of them. See about rigging the door, while I move the table?" he suggested.
"Yeah. At least there's no window to rig," she said with a sigh. "And yes, that means no back way out if our tails catch us."
"Boys are on it. We'll be fine."
Author/Artist:
senmut Fandom: DC Comics
Pairing/characters: Dinah Lance/Slade Wilson
Rating: PG
Warnings/Notes: No Warnings Apply
Prompt/challenge you're answering: there's only one bed for 3 & 4
Slade glared at the bed in the room they had managed to find, but… at least there was one. How in hell were they going to make this work, though, when he would hang off the ends and side trying to make enough room for her?
"That's a twin," Dinah said with a sigh as she squeezed past him in the barely larger than a walk in closet room.
"Noticed."
"No room to put it on the floor, so we can use gear bags for your giant legs and feet to rest on," Dinah added, as she contemplated their predicament.
"Nope."
He had to smile when she glared at him for his one word answers.
"Well, there's a table — sort of — and it is lower than the bed. I think you can squeeze it between the wall and the foot of the bed," Dinah said. "Lay clothes on it. Then I think you can be flat enough for me to drape over you."
"Not the worst way we've slept," Slade agreed. "Not going to be all that restful."
"We'll make it work. Just… no way in hell can I make it much further without some sleep, and you've been awake longer."
"Points, both of them. See about rigging the door, while I move the table?" he suggested.
"Yeah. At least there's no window to rig," she said with a sigh. "And yes, that means no back way out if our tails catch us."
"Boys are on it. We'll be fine."