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[bubosquared]

This is all jess' (natlet) fault. Blame her!

Of the many ways to be woken up, a blood-curdling scream ws definitely not one of Bono's favourites. "Whaaaa? What the fuck is going on?" He untangled himself from the blankets, hurried to the door, and opened it. Across the hall, he saw a sleepy-looking Edge staring back at hime.

"What the fuck was that?"

"I don't know, but it was definitely on our floor. Where are Adam and Larry?"

"I'm here," an obviously very disgruntled bassist said. The three of them looked at each other and simultaneously started moving towards Larry's room. What they saw exceeded even Bono's imagination.

There, clad only in a white hotel towel, stood their drummer. "Larry?" Bono asked. "I. Are you aware that you have ... breasts?" Edge was speechless. Adam started snickering, then gave in and just laughed out loud.

"It's. Not. Funny." Larry glared at him, teeth clenched. "I woke up thi morning and ..." He gestured helplessly at his body. "I'm a woman! Do something!"

Adam composed himself, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. "Don't worry, Lar. I'll help you."

"Yeah?"

"Of course. The first thing we do is take you shopping."

Comments

[rhythmsextion]

*jumps up and down hysterically*

Ooooh, JC and the Pussycats for U2! Love it! You SO have to write this.

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[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

Yes! :D (Just wait. Sooner or later, I'll be writing timeshift!U2. :)