September 18, 2011
Downies - Round 9
Regina smiled and made sure to shake her hips. "I've come to let you know that you need me."
Now Don was even more perplexed. "I need you?"
"Of course you do. I can be your right hand woman."
Don shifted uncomfortably. "But, Sheldon is my right hand man."
Regina dismissed that thought with a wave, "Please, Sheldon is weak-willed. You need someone like me... someone with nerve and strength. Plus, men talk to me. They tell me things that you could never get out of them," Grinning saucily, she reminded him, "Like a certain Mr. Cuddles locked away in a closet..."
Don growled, "I told you not to ever mention that!"
Regina laughed and wiggled her finger in front of his face. "And that is why you need me!"
Don scratched his chin. Maybe she could be a benefit... Find out what his minions were really thinking...
Regina could tell that he agreed. "Good, now let's seal it with a kiss and then work on your redecoration!"
Don's mouth dropped open "We're not redecorating!"
Don nodded and accepted Regina's advice. She'd shown herself more than capable and deserving of her position. She was loyal to a fault, despite some of the... unorthodox... ways of interrogating his minions.
Don laid in bed and considered what his next course of action should be. He wouldn't be around forever and Regina showed the spunk and desire to continue his legacy. Tapping his fingers against his belly, he came to a decision.