Be-Dazzled
by Karen and LB
© 2002
Here's is a bit a fluff
we wrote a while back. A combination of one of
our "Why Lance and JC argued before the San Diego concerts"
conversations and our conviction that Lance has a deep passion and
affinity for his Be-Dazzler.
"Lance, come on. We're going to New York for ONE NIGHT. You are NOT
dragging that thing along."
"But what if we decide to hit the clubs after? I can't go out without
SOME sparkle."
"Aw, Lance, you don't need rhinestones to shine."
"Please, JC, you're not gonna sweet-talk me out of this. I gotta have
something to outshine Britney."
"You SO already do. Besides we can buy something shiny in New York."
"That's not good enough. You know I like to make my own stuff. I could
make something for you too."
"That's so sweet, Lance. But for one night, can't we do without?"
"You don't know what you're asking, Josh. I've never traveled without
my Be- Dazzler. Have I ever asked you to leave anything at home?"
"You never let me wear my favorite coat."
"I let you wear it to the VMAs and that thing is UGLY. Look at how
much people made fun of you."
"It was COOL!"
"It was hideous! Everyone was laughing at us."
"That was your flame-suit, hon."
"Look, Cruella, at least I didn't have to kill 20 muskrats to make MY
jacket."
"Yeah, you just raided Cher's closet for sequins."
"That's it. If you're gonna insult my taste in clothes you can just
forget about sharing a room."
"Fine. Maybe I'll let BOBBIE stay in my room."
"BOBBIE??? I knew it. Fine, go sleep with your GIRLFRIEND."
"Maybe I WILL."
"Fine. See what I care."
"If that's how you want it."
"That's how YOU want it."
"Only because you forced me."
"I'm not forcing you to do anything you don't already want to do."
"Yeah, right. I really wanted to have a huge fight about sequins."
"YOU started it. You told me I couldn't bring my Be-Dazzler. You're
too EMBARRASSED to be around me."
"I didn't TELL you anything. I suggested it was unnecessary to carry
for ONE NIGHT. We're supposed to be traveling light, aren't we?"
"Says who? Besides, I'm the one who has to carry it. What do you
care?"
"Just trying to save you the extra baggage. But nothing can be simple
with you."
"Oh, so now you're saying I complicate your life too much? Well, then,
that's easy. I won't COMPLICATE your life anymore JC. I'm sorry I was
such a BURDEN on you."
"Fine, Lance. I hope you and your Be-Dazzler are very happy together."
"At least it doesn't argue with me."
"Does it do this for you?" JC grabs Lance and kisses him, hard.
Lance pushes JC away, stunned and confused. "N-no," he stammers, his
face red with anger and desire.
JC pulls him back, and plants another hard one on him.
Lance struggles in his arms, torn between his anger and his need for
more. "Get off!" he finally manages. "You think kissing me is
going to
just solve everything?" But before he knows what he's doing he grabs
JC by the back of his neck and kisses him back.
JC backs Lance toward the bed and they fall on top of their unpacked
clothing, sending the disputed Be-Dazzler crashing to the floor.
"Hey, watch it; that thing wasn't cheap."
"If I broke it I'll buy you a new one."
"So, are you saying you don't mind me having it?"
"If it really makes you happy, you can have a dozen."
"Now you're talking. And since you're being so good about this, I'll
even let you wear that coat next time."
"Oh, baby, you're so good to me."
"If you're really good, I'll stud your jeans for you."
"Promise?"
"You behave yourself, and I'll stud your whole wardrobe."