FIC (DRABBLE): What, the curtains?

[chamekke]

Summary: Nothing is stronger than a mother's love... not even her tapestry needle.
Author's note: Written for the Icon Challenge on the LiveJournal community lifein1973 on 9-Dec-11. The icon in question is, um... *points up and to the right*


"Mum! I can't wear this!"

"Stop fidgeting, lad, or I'll stick you with a pin. —Ah, that's more like."

"Evening jackets are supposed to be elegant, mum. Not flocked. I look like I'm wearing a bloody sofa..."

"Language! What the Lord Mayor doesn't know won't hurt him. It worked for Maria von Trapp and it'll work for you. Now stop fussing."

"The other men have off-the-rack..."

"Well, they don't have mothers who love their sons, then. —All right, you can look now."

"Ah, God..."

"—And if you keep moaning, it'll be more than curtains for YOU, sonny-jim!"
 

Comments

[severinne.livejournal.com]

LOL. Aw, Mrs. Litton is terrifying *g*

It worked for Maria von Trapp and it'll work for you.

Because if this wasn't hilarious enough, a dose of Sound of Music is just what it needs to tip over the edge. Awesome :D

[chamekke.livejournal.com]

Aw, thanks ♥ To be honest, I'd always wondered what the story was behind Litton's, what's the word, unusual dinner jacket. This is the only explanation that makes sense.

Because if this wasn't hilarious enough, a dose of Sound of Music is just what it needs to tip over the edge.

Well, it is Christmastime. *g* I've been spending the last two days yodelling "The Lonely Goatherd." Talk about earworms! That song ought to be a controlled substance.

[basaltgrrl.livejournal.com]

And it also explains why the sleeves are so long... she thinks he's still growing!

Oh, Mrs. Litton. What power you have.