ext_49084 ([identity profile] grdnofevrythng.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] fembuck 2007-12-15 10:38 pm (UTC)

When Eleanor had given the present to her at brunch, Blair had been speechless. And when Eleanor had revealed that she had given up Cory Kennedy and Daria Werbowy for her new campaign in a trade for the outfit, Blair had dissolved into tears. They were very dignified tears and she got herself back under control very quickly, but it was quite clear that Eleanor had finally managed to do something right.

Yay! Eleanor gets awesome mom points! It's about friggin time. But seriously, that's the best present ever.

Serena shook her head as she glared at Dan. It seemed that the next time they all went out together she’d have to bring cardboard and markers since apparently he would need her to make a sign from him to get a clue.

Why was Dan being a little bit of a tool? Normally I love him in this fic, but he was being unpleasant to Blair and that just can't be. I suspect that my dislike of him in this chapter has more to do with the fact that he was being mean to Blair.

“He’s joking, B,” Serena said desperately into Blair’s ear as her eyes lifted to glare at Dan. “He knows the entire score to My Fair Lady,” she continued soothingly, smirking at Dan when Vanessa turned to look at him questioningly. “I’ve personally heard him sing the chorus of ‘I’ve Grown Accustomed to her Face’.”

I almost pissed myself laughing.

“I forgave you for sleeping with her and I can forgive you for acting like a punk-ass little bitch for the past month,” Blair began. “I’d like to think that we were friends and friends forgive,” she continued. “But if you try to ruin this for me … that’s it. If you try anything with her again, I promise that I will never forgive you,” Blair went on her voice an intense whisper. “You don’t want me as an enemy,” Blair said a little louder taking a step back from him.

Nate's an ass. I love that she called him a punk-ass little bitch. And I was cheering out loud when she threatened him.

“The Principality of Waldsen,” Blair corrected smiling over at Serena. “I’m going to depend on your love and support to develop my iron fist before I can drop it on the unsuspecting masses. As co-dictatrix your name should be immortalized too.”

“Is that even a real word?” Serena asked laughing.

“Waldsen? No of course not. I made it up. Like Brangelina … only younger and sexier,” Blair responded. “Yeah, I said it,” she added a second later looking across the table as if daring their companions to contradict her.


What's to contradict? It's certainly the truth.

“Of course,” Blair responded without missing a beat. “The hips and nips are great, but you’ve got a fabulous ass too. Your legs are also pretty awesome,” she added almost as if it was an afterthought.

“You see, what I love most about Blair is that she respects me as a person,” Serena replied causing Dan and Vanessa to laugh as Blair nodded acknowledging the truth of the statement before taking a sip of her hot chocolate.


Of course Blair loves Serena for her mind.

“Don’t be, that was hot,” Vanessa said smiling over at the blonde. “I’m going to have to stop mocking XY’s for being so into it,” she continued though she suspected the sexiness of what she had just witnessed came more from the fact that Blair and Serena had been so into each other at that moment that the rest of the world ceased to exist for them, then from the fact they were both girls. There was something powerfully sexy about someone looking at you like you were the only thing in the world that mattered to them.

“Oh god,” Dan groaned dropping his head into his hands comically, shaking his head from side to side. “Not again,” he moaned looking up to glare at Serena though a smile was playing on his lips.


Ah Vanessa, she's totally gay for the Waldsen. Poor Dan...another one bites the dust.



Please say there will be more soon.

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