.:Art of the Doublet:. -Regular Show- Thread by thread, stitching it together
Mordecai's doublet, cutting out the pattern snip by snip
Making sure the fabric folds nicely
It's the perfect tie and nice fit
Always gotta keep in mind my pacing
Making sure the clothes' correctly facing
I'm sowing Mordecai's doublet
Yard by yard, fussing on the details
Tie neckline, don't you know a switch in time saves nine lives?
Make him something perfect to inspire
Even though he hates formal attire
Gotta mind those muscles of his
Even though he's more concerned with fixing things
It's Skips' new doublet
Tux making is easy, for Muscle Man, something green
Benson something easy
Blend color and muscle,
[To Llewellyn] Do you think it's missing something?
Something techy, perhaps not too fetching
Robot lines, it wouldn't just simply lie?
Making sure it fits waist and chest
Don't forget the tech in the doublet
Even though it has a short train
+Too Much Vodka* .:Techmo and Maeliene:.Techmo gets off of work and closes the door.
"Heeey, Techmooo~" Maeliene just happened to be there...and looks sort of tipsy.
Techmo turns his head. "Oh, hey, Mae. Oh, CRAP, are you drunk?!"
She cocks her head and hiccups as she talks. "Me?" she giggles. "I'm not drunk, no!" She hiccups and slumps.
Techmo sighs. "You totally are drunk right now. Why--how--never mind. Let's just get you home." He picks her up bridal style as she hiccups.
"What are you doing~?" she asks.
"Hush, I'm taking care of you." he replies and sets her down into the passenger seat of his car, and gets in himself. He starts the engine and drives.
"So..." he begins to say. "Mind telling me why you're drunk?"
"Huuuuh??" Maeliene hiccups.
"...never mind." he says. Boy, how much beer or wine did she have tonight?? No, wait, those aren't strong enough for her to get this bad.
He stops at Maeliene's new house and steps out of his car to get Maeliene. He picks her up again.
"Do you have keys?" Techmo asks her.