Christmas Fic for Kat
Title: Candy Thief
Rating: PG
Word Count: 390
Summary: Christmas fic for fullmetal_cute! Someone keeps stealing all the candy canes, and Jubilation Lee is going to find out who it is.
Disclaimers: The characters within do not belong to me. I'm just playing with them and will return them back to their rightful owners undamaged.
“Oh fer crying out loud!” Jubilee objected, scowling into the empty bowl that she had most certainly left some candy canes in an hour ago. This was the third time this had happened. It wasn’t that she objected to other people eating the candy canes - if she had, they’d be hidden somewhere in her room, not put out in a bowl in the main room - but there was just no way that a dozen candy canes had been eaten in under an hour. Either someone was hoarding them or there was a puddle of white-and-red striped barf and a sugar-high teammate somewhere.
She stalked her way through the safe house, looking for the culprit. Hunting down the candy thief was totally a legitimate use of her X-Men training.
Also, dodging mistletoe. Who the hell had put up mistletoe? Whoever it was had done it badly. She plucked a fallen sprig out of her hair and it drooped sadly at her. Bleh.
The sounds of someone humming along with the Christmas song on the radio caught her attention, and she peeked in through the open door. Located: one (1) Jono Starsmore, sans shirt for reasons all his own, but it wasn’t like Jubilee was complaining. No sirree bob. And hey, who was she to stand in the way of a guy enjoying his regrown chest?
And throat. And mouth. That he had been sticking things into pretty much non-stop. Hmm…
He was flopped on the couch with his back towards the door, totally oblivious. Totally vulnerable. Totally not too tall to lay one on at the moment. Jubilee crept forward, armed with the wilted mistletoe.
Jono tapped his foot to the beat of the music, humming along with his eye closed and really enjoying the vibrating of his vocal chords. His eyes snapped open when he felt something whoosh over his face, but only in time to see a bedraggled plant before his view was blocked by someone’s clavicle and there was a mouth on his and - hey! - a tongue in his mouth. “Mmmph?”
“HA!” Jubilee crowed, vaulting over the back of the couch to sit next to him. “I knew it! You taste like candy canes!”
“You could have just asked, luv.” Jono replied, prodding her in the ribs with one of peppermint sticks.
“Pfft. This way was more fun.”
Rating: PG
Word Count: 390
Summary: Christmas fic for fullmetal_cute! Someone keeps stealing all the candy canes, and Jubilation Lee is going to find out who it is.
Disclaimers: The characters within do not belong to me. I'm just playing with them and will return them back to their rightful owners undamaged.
“Oh fer crying out loud!” Jubilee objected, scowling into the empty bowl that she had most certainly left some candy canes in an hour ago. This was the third time this had happened. It wasn’t that she objected to other people eating the candy canes - if she had, they’d be hidden somewhere in her room, not put out in a bowl in the main room - but there was just no way that a dozen candy canes had been eaten in under an hour. Either someone was hoarding them or there was a puddle of white-and-red striped barf and a sugar-high teammate somewhere.
She stalked her way through the safe house, looking for the culprit. Hunting down the candy thief was totally a legitimate use of her X-Men training.
Also, dodging mistletoe. Who the hell had put up mistletoe? Whoever it was had done it badly. She plucked a fallen sprig out of her hair and it drooped sadly at her. Bleh.
The sounds of someone humming along with the Christmas song on the radio caught her attention, and she peeked in through the open door. Located: one (1) Jono Starsmore, sans shirt for reasons all his own, but it wasn’t like Jubilee was complaining. No sirree bob. And hey, who was she to stand in the way of a guy enjoying his regrown chest?
And throat. And mouth. That he had been sticking things into pretty much non-stop. Hmm…
He was flopped on the couch with his back towards the door, totally oblivious. Totally vulnerable. Totally not too tall to lay one on at the moment. Jubilee crept forward, armed with the wilted mistletoe.
Jono tapped his foot to the beat of the music, humming along with his eye closed and really enjoying the vibrating of his vocal chords. His eyes snapped open when he felt something whoosh over his face, but only in time to see a bedraggled plant before his view was blocked by someone’s clavicle and there was a mouth on his and - hey! - a tongue in his mouth. “Mmmph?”
“HA!” Jubilee crowed, vaulting over the back of the couch to sit next to him. “I knew it! You taste like candy canes!”
“You could have just asked, luv.” Jono replied, prodding her in the ribs with one of peppermint sticks.
“Pfft. This way was more fun.”