Heh.

[bubosquared]

Amusing myself with word's autosummarise function.

All That Glitters, in 100 words or less:

Justin recognised him immediately, of course. Justin smiled at him, mock-oblivious. "Timberlake." Glitter. Nick! Nick, of course, didn't hear her. Nick flashed him a smile and asked his name. "Yeah."

Justin blinked again. Cheerfully, "Nick-ay. What, Nick-ay? Nick-ay, Nick-ay, Nick-ay."

"Hey, Nick-ay."

"Nick?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah. Justin asked, smoothing his clothes. Justin grinned. When Nick whimpered, he grinned into the kiss.

"Shit," Nick breathed, then started to lick along Justin's jaw line. It was Justin's turn now to pant "Shit, shit, shit," and grind against Nick's hot, hard, slick body. "Fuck," Nick stated.

Actually a pretty accurate summary, come to think of it. Juppy, nick-ay, glitter, fuck. Yeah, you said it, Nick.

Lust, ditto:

Jason was bored. Jason squirmed a little. "James, what -?"

James added helpfully. "James, it's Jason. "James, it's Jason." James blinked at him. Jason chuckled and squirmed past James into the hallway. "Shut up, James," Jason growled. Jason smiled mischievously. James looked down his body at Jason, breathing heavily. Jason smiled innocently. "Jason!" James called out. James swallowed heavily. Jason's grin widened. "James?"

"I dunno," James shrugged. "I'm serious, James. "Think about it, Jason. Jason blinked. "Very good thinking, James. James protested. James pouted. "Oh *fuck*," James groaned. Jason grinned evilly. Jason almost purred.

Jason smirked. Jason arched an eyebrow.

Heh. Jase seems to be doing an lot of things here. I'm confused. I wrote this? Huh.

And finally, Here And Now:

Nick noticed her discomfort. "It's nothing, Nick." Nick hates Guns 'N Roses.

She smiles when Nick mutters something in his sleep and buries his head in Sean's shoulder. Sean startles slightly, then smiles down at Nick, and wraps one arm around the drummer.

Nick grumbles and moves his head. Nick murmurs contentedly.

Sean gets in trouble a lot. Nick sounds bitter when he yells at Sean to keep his fucking temper under control. Drive, drive, drive, eat, drive, sleep, drive, set up, soundcheck, play gig, break up, sleep, drive some more. "Sean?"

I find it amusing that Mr Gates apparently thinks Nick's dislike of GnR is noteworthy. Also, note how, off all the scenes in this story, it chose the cuddling scene and the fighting scene. This thing has AI, I tellsya.