stealing more from the other show
drabble: murder scene
*p walks into bedroom*
*the floor is covered with rose petals, there are balloons everywhere, and - oh my god!! so many lit and unattended candles!!*
p: OH MY GOD! someone is trying to burn down my house! hayeee!!
*rushes to the bathroom to grab a bucket of water*
*scurries around the room putting out all the candles as fast as she can*
p: and these BALLOONS gosh who needs this much helium and rubber in their vicinity, these objects are contaminating my room
*pushes the balloons out of her room and into the hall...let them contaminate the rest of the house, just her and abhi's room needs to have free air*
p: and these petals?? is there anything sadder than this epic reminder of the transience of life and the permanence of death? poor petals, so beautiful in life, so macabre when picked off the stem. *sighs*
*sweeps up all the petals...finds a giant vase to put them in...hides the vase in the corner where she doesn't have to be too depressed thinking about what the dead flowers represent...*
*surveys her room in satisfaction...all back in order, spic and span, nothing disturbing her peace...*
*breathes a happy sigh of relief*
*climbs into bed and picks up her latest sharon & jonathan novel*
*20 minutes pass*
a: *walks into room* Fuggy, are you here already? Sorry, I was late with my surprise, I - *stops and stares around the room...every trace of his surprise is gone...except the bottle of champagne in his hand, and the bag with imported chocolates and more s&j novels in his other hand...*
p: aap aa gaya!! omg you would not believe the disastrous state i found this room in!
a: *shaking his head in helpless wonder* fuggy...tum bhi naa...
p: *crawling onto the middle of the bed on her knees, tossing her book aside* eee is that bubbly for us!! arre close the door and get over here rockstar!!
a: it figures...the only part of your surprise that you would like would be the champagne...
p: main rockstar ki biwi hoon, main soup nahin peeti hoon, sirf champagne (i'm the rockstar's wife, i don't drink soup, only champagne)
a: i didn't even bring soup...
p: just come over here and take my mind off the meaninglessness of life!! someone left a murder scene of rose petals here and i need my husband to soothe my nerves!!
a: *blinks* *shrugs* *grins* you know i don't soothe your nerves...
p: just come do what you do
a: 😃
THE END
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