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Boxing Day	By : MelissaMaxwell Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 3548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Gargoyles belong to Greg Weisman and Disney. I make no money.

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Warning: The following passage contains offensive ethnic slurs including the N word. Please keep in mind, when I have a character use ethnic slurs, it's to illustrate what a mean, hateful person they are. (Weird, isn't it? I worry more about people being offended by words more than sex or violence.)

Pollux followed his brother outside. "Lookin' to take a smoke break?" he asked.
"Maybe later." said Castor. "Staghart told me to go play in the road, so here I am! Wanna play tag?"
Pollux laughed and saw something down the road. "Kwan's comin'." he observed. "Looks like trouble's followed him." Kwan was a tall, slim young man of Chinese descent wearing a t-shirt and cap with "Lucky Phoenix" printed on them. with a large brown bag in his arms. A gang of five skinheads was stalking him.
Kwan walked quickly as he tried to ignore the taunting thugs that followed him. "Watcha got in the bag, Chinaman?" one asked. "Got some cat chow mein?" The others laughed and meowed. Kwan walked a little faster.
"Ya got any money, Slant eyes?" asked another. Kwan said nothing. "Ya understand English, Chink?"
"He prob'ly can't see you through them squinty eyes!" said another, causing his friends to laugh.
"Maybe we should open the gook's eyes for him!" Another one whipped a flick knife out of his pocket. Something squeezed his wrist hard enough to make him drop the knife.
"Why don't I open your eyes?" Pollux said, punching him in the side of the head.
"What the fuck is that?" asked one of the skinheads.
"Looks like a hairy nigger if you ask me." said another. Pollux hit that one with the half conscious knife user he still had a hold of.
Pollux threw off his robe. "Right. Who wants some?" he asked, getting into a fighting stance.
"Pollux...." said Kwan.
"You go somewhere safe, Kwan." said Pollux. "Don't let my sesame chicken be ruined." Kwan backed away.
"There's five of us." One of the skinheads said as they surrounded Pollux.
"Oh, so you've learned to count!" Pollux said with a smile. "Good on you!"
"Had enough of his shit!" One drew his knife and ran after Pollux when a hairy arm caught him around the throat. He was picked up and thrown down hard enough to knock the wind out of him. A clawy foot on his chest kept him there. He looked up to see what he was sure was the same creature he tried to attack. "Wait-" he gasped. "How'd you come up behind me when...."
"Nice move, bro." Pollux said, standing next to him.
"Whatsa matter?" Castor asked his thrown opponent. "Seeing double?"
One skinhead was about to take the twins from behind when he suddenly found himself thrown across the street, landing into some trash cans.
"Fook me!" shouted one of the skinheads. "D'jya just see what that moose did to Thrasher?"
"Moose?" Staghart said incredulously. "Moose! I! AM! A! DEER!" The skinhead who called Staghart a moose stood like the proverbial deer in headlights as Staghart barreled towards him, antlers lowered. He was knocked head over heels.
"Whatever the hell you are," his companion said, drawing his knife. "Yer head's goin' up on my wall!" He was knocked off balance when he was tackled from behind by something that made a horrible roaring sound. "AAAH! Let go!" The knife went into Lex's arm, causing him to scream. Staghart gave the thug a punch in the nose, sending him crashing to the ground, Lex still on his back.
"You alright, love?" Staghart asked, helping Lex up.
"I'll heal"
The one Staghart had thrown across the street had found a broken bottle to use as a weapon and heard the exchange. "You a child rapin' bastard?" he asked, raising the bottle.
"I'M NOT A CHILD, DAMMIT!" Lex screamed as he threw himself at the attacker.
"Naw, you ain't no child." he sneered, pinned to the ground. "You're just a fuckin' faggot!" He thrashed, getting a knee in Lex's stomach. He almost got the upper hand when Staghart picked him up.
"Bad choice of words, mate." Staghart said, throwing him back down.
Castor and Pollux, meanwhile, were fighting back to back. The three other skinheads had surrounded them and were looking for an opening. "Now!" shouted Pollux, linking arms with his brother. Castor leaned forward, picking up his brother so he could kick with both legs. Castor used his wings to strike those who got too close.
"Oy, those wings ain't fake!" one of the skinheads observed, backing away. "They ain't human! I-I'm gettin' outta here!" He ran away.
"Ya might not be human," said one of the remaining ones. "But Imma see whut color yer blood is!" He slashed at Castor with his knife.
"Shit! My face!" yelled Castor. "Bitch cut my face!" He smacked his attacker with his spiked wrist band in the jaw. He retaliated by clipping Castor with his own spiked wrist band. Pollux smacked the punk from behind over the head with a dust bin lid. "I had him right where I wanted!" Castor yelled as his opponent went down for the count.
"You're welcome, you ungrateful bastard!" said Pollux.
"If I'm a bastard, you're a bastard, you bloody divvy!" said Castor. One of the remaining skinheads took the distraction as an opportunity to rabbit punch Castor. Castor donkey kicked him without even looking.
"You know," said the third one. "Just cuz yer related to someone don't mean ya ain't s'posta be polite to 'em."
"Who asked you?" Castor demanded, slugging him in the gut. While he was bent over, Pollux whacked him with the lid. "Now get the fuck outta here!" Castor said, kicking the thug in the ribs. "Motherfucker cut my face...."
"You'll heal!" said Pollux. "My sesame chicken best not be cold."
The last one standing came after Lex. Lex pounced on the thug's already lowered upper body, sending him reeling off balance. Staghart gave the reeling thug a kick to the lower back, sending him tumbling. Lex dismounted before the thug crashed to the ground. "Let me see your arm." Staghart requested.
"It's nothing, really." Lex said, trying to fight the quivering as his lover inspected his wounded arm. "I've had worse. This isn't anything the sun won't heal."
"Sunrise is hours off." said Staghart, removing a gauntlet to staunch the bleeding. "And this is pretty deep. C'mon, I'll fix it up for you. Oh, hi, Kwan." Staghart said to the almost forgotten delivery boy. "Lex, this is Kwan. His father owns the Chinese restaurant around the corner. Kwan, this is Lex, my boyfriend."
"Um, Hi." said Kwan.
In a few minutes, the gargoyles were dressing their wounds while Kwan was taking the orders out of his bag and putting them on the counter. "Ow, watch it!" Castor yelled as Pollux tried to swab Mercurochrome on his cuts.
"Hold still or I'll poke yer eye out!" scolded Pollux.
"Mother fuckin' sonuvabitch, cut my face!" Castor grumbled as Pollux searched for a Band-Aid. "You'd best not put a Pocahontas Band-Aid on me like last time!" Kwan took a six pack of Coca-Cola out of the bag and offered one to Castor. "Cheers, mate." he said, opening the can and taking a pull. "Kinda wish I could get somethin' stronger after that, though."
"You know the rules, mate." said Kwan, revealing his English accent. "No alcohol with take-out orders. But, I'll see what I can do about gettin' you lads a few bottles of Kirin sometime. Least I can do after you all saved my blinkin' arse."
"'Tweren't nothin', Kwan." Pollux said, sticking a Care Bears Band-Aid on his brother's face. "'Tweren't nothin'. I'll be havin' that sesame chicken now."
Kwan handed him a take out box. "There you are. And your beef and broccoli, Castor." He handed another box to Castor.
"Like he needs something to make him pop off all night." laughed Pollux.
"Shut yer gob." said Castor, breaking his chopsticks. "Kwan, tell me honestly, mate. Did Pollux put a Band-Aid with some naff Disney character on me?"
"Nope." Kwan said with a smile. "No Disney character." He popped open a Coke for himself.
"Can you move your fingers?" Amp asked Lex. Lex found he could. "Good. No muscle damage. Now, this might sting a bit." Lex very nearly bit through his lips to keep from screaming as peroxide was poured on the wound. Amp blew on the foaming wound in an attempt to cool the stinging. He covered it with a gauze. "You're going to have to pull your wing in." Amp got a roll of canvas out of the kit. Lex blushed as Amp gently stroked his wing membrane to get it as close to the arm as possible. Having that paper thin bit of flesh touched felt so good. The wound was halfway wrapped up before Lex realized a problem that would come up later.
"Amp? I-I'm not gonna be able to glide with my wing wrapped up like that."
"I'll carry you then." Amp said with an easy smile. Lex found himself smiling back. He found the idea of being carried by his lover very appealing.
Amp fastened the bandage with some metal clasps. "Hmph. Moose." he grumbled. "Moose indeed!"
"Aw, he was an idiot." said Lex. "I don't think you look like a moose."
"What a romantic thing to say." Amp said with a smile.
"Right, you're the one that ordered the cashew chicken then?" Kwan gave Lex a take out box with attached chopsticks. He gave another to Staghart. "And there's your coconut shrimp, Staghart. When'd you get a boyfriend?"
"Lex is visiting from America." Staghart said as he broke his chopsticks, deciding the whole story would take too long to tell.
"There's gargoyles in America, then?" asked Kwan.
"He knows?" asked Lex.
"The Twins aren't very good at keeping secrets." said Kwan. "Specially after a few beers. Explained why they couldn't hang with me during the day. Don't worry! Yer secret's safe with me. I ain't even told the old man." Kwan pulled a couple of Cokes off the six pack. "Your Cokes."
"Thanks." said Lex, opening his. Kwan went back to chat with Castor and Pollux while Lex and Amp made themselves cozy behind the counter.
"Here's to us." Amp said, raising his Coke. Lex touched his can to Amp's and drank the toast.
"Um, you got any forks?" Lex asked, contemplating his chopsticks. "I don't know how to use these."
"It's simple, really." Amp broke the sticks apart for him. You just hold one like a pencil and let the other one rest against the crook of your thumb. Like this." He positioned the sticks in Lex's right hand and positioned his fingers just so. Lex couldn't help smiling. He loved it when Amp touched his hands. "And you just move them like a pair of pincers, and Bob's your uncle, you're eating with chopsticks!"
Lex found it easy to eat with chopsticks once he had the trick figured out. He fed Amp some of his chicken, who fed him some of his shrimp. "You think anyone can see us down here?" asked Lex.
"Why?" asked Amp. "You wanna have sex?"
"Could we?" Lex asked with mock enthusiasm.
Amp laughed and pulled a fortune cookie out of the take out bag. "Eat your fortune cookie." he said.
Lex broke the cookie and nibbled it as he read the fortune. "Your unique talents will lead to a successful venture in business."
"In bed." Amp added slyly. He took another cookie out of the bag and broke it open. "Don't be afraid to take a chance when the opportunity of a lifetime appears."
"In bed?" asked Lex with a smile. Amp pulled him close nuzzled his ear as he stroked his scalp. A beeping noise startled them.
"It's the old man." Kwan said, checking his beeper. "Gotta get back to work."
"What's the damage?" asked Castor, going over to the register.
"Aw, I don't wanna charge you," said Kwan. "Not after you saved my bacon."
"Consider it your tip." said Castor, hitting the "No Sale" switch.
"Well, with the extra Coke and cashew chicken, it comes to thirty-six quid and ten p." Pollux counted out the money and gave it to Kwan.
"There ya go, mate." said Castor. "Don't be a stranger!"
"Looks like some more customers are comin'." said Pollux, glimpsing out the window. "Cloaks on." They all quickly slipped back into their cloaks, except for Pollux. Pollux mouthed the words "Watch this!" to Lex and stood by the door, holding a threatening pose.
A male customer walked in and looked at him. "What a horrible looking coat rack!" he commented, hanging his coat and hat on Pollux's taloned hands.
"Are you being helped, sir?" asked Castor.
The man startled. "Good heavens! Your mask looks just like that coat rack shaped like a monkey!" he commented. "But why did you put a Care Bear Band-Aid on it?"
"Care Bear?" Castor sputtered. "He put Care Bears on me?"
"Well, it was all we had." said Pollux. The customer screamed when the "coat rack" started talking.
A young woman came up to the counter with a box. She looked critically at Lex. "Are you a...?" Lex directed her attention to the sign. "Oh, in that case, I'd like to make a return."
"What seems to...be the problem." Lexington faltered in his question when he felt a hand steal up under his robe. Amp was still crouched behind the counter, unseen but not unfelt.
"Oh, there's no problem." said the lady, as a finger tickled the back of Lex's knee. "It's just that this is one of those strobe light thingies my boyfriend got me for Christmas." The hand running over Lex's calf muscle was making it hard for him to concentrate on the customer. "I suppose that since I like dancing and music and such he thought I'd like one, but these things give me seizures."
"Oh...." Lex gasped as the hand traveled up his thigh.
"Yes, I'm afraid I don't wear my medic alert bracelet as often as I should." The lady mistook Lex's "Oh" for being conversational. "But it's so hard to accessorize around it." The hand was now stroking Lex's tail.
"Oh God...."
"Well, I don't blame God or anything." said the lady as the hand slipped under Lex's loincloth. "It's just something I have to live with. Bit of a bother, but stiff upper lip like my Gran used to say."
"Um...yeah...stiff, um upper lip." Lex gasped, feeling himself go hard as his testicles were cupped. /I should tell Amp to stop./ Lex told himself. Then the hand started to squeeze him and stopping was the furthest thing from his mind.
"So, do I get money or just store credit?"
"Yes!" Lex shouted as a thumb grazed the tip of his penis.
"What? Yes I get money or yes I get store credit?"
"Um...ah...store credit." Lex gasped. He could sense his robe being lifted a bit more and felt himself tremble a bit as a furry face nuzzled his leg. "Just let me...oh God...." Lex dug his talons into the counter as a tongue ran a trail from his thigh to the tip of his penis.
"You having a seizure yourself?" the lady asked. Lex shook his head as the tongue swirled about the tip of his penis. "You look awful peaky. Should I call triple 9?"
"No, no, I-I'm fine." Lex gasped as he felt a warm dampness engulf his cock.
"You should probably take your medecine then." the lady advised. Lex gasped as he was sucked on. "Or breathe in a bag. That helps me sometimes."
"I'm...I'm alright, thanks." The sucking got harder. /OK, I really should tell him to..../ A talon lightly flicked over the underside of Lex's tail, causing all rational thought to escape Lex's mind. He could only moan as his world went bright white.
The woman was startled at first, then decided it must be a trick. "How do you get the eyes in your mask to glow like that?" she asked, fascinated. "LED lights?"
The question didn't even register in Lex's mind. He was past thinking and could only feel. And he was feeling good. Very good. The hands were stroking his stomach and wing membranes as the hot, wet mouth sucked him to the root of his cock. The world seemed to dissolve around him as his very bones melted under the intense pleasurable heat.
"There a problem, Lex?" Castor asked.
"He just started shaking and moaning." said the lady. "When his eyes started to glow, I was sure it must be some sort of theatrics you put on for the customer. Is something really wrong with him?"
"He got hurt earlier." said Pollux. "Could be infection. Your arm hurt, Lex?" /I have an arm?/ Lex thought dizzily as he tried to steady himself. "Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"
"YES!" Lex screamed as his loins exploded like a volcano. There was a tightening around his softening member and he could almost hear a gulping sound. "Uh, yeah, yeah, I need some water." The tongue was back, lapping him clean.
Pollux went for the water while Castor assisted the lady in finding something she could get on store credit. "Do you know you have a Care Bear Band-Aid stuck to your mask?" she asked him.
"Yes, I know." Castor sighed.
As Lex slumped over the counter, Amp stood up and grabbed his Coke. "I'm going to get you back for that." Lex said as Amp took a sip.
"Promises, promises." Amp said with a smile.
"Here's some water, Lex." Pollux gave him a bottle of water. Lex took a gulp. "Staghart, where you been? Lex here was havin' a seizure."
"Was he?" Staghart asked innocently. "How do you feel now, Lex."
"Um...good." Lex said, blushing. "I feel real good."
"Oh, God!" Pollux was putting it together. "You were...ah, gross!"
"Like you can talk." said Staghart. "Remember last week? Found you in the supply closet with that ginger haired nurse."
"She was just off duty and she was bored, I was bored...." Pollux smiled at the memory.
"So you just decided to play doctor with her?" said Staghart. "You realize we'll never be able to sell those candles now."
"Thank you, come again!" Castor said as he showed the customers the door. "Pollux!" he shouted as soon as they were gone. "What the hell were you thinking? Care Bears? Care Bears!"
"Well, it's not Disney, is it?" said Pollux.
"I'll give you Care Bears!" Castor chased Pollux around the store as Lex and Staghart watched in amusement.

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