230, early morning
The coffee machine was burbling peacefully to itself, Jake had burrowed his head underneath his pillow and Krycek was trying to turn off the AnnoyBot, which had somehow got started again.
"You are a spiteful mean man," Krycek informed his boyfriend.
Jake snickered.
Two seconds later, all of Jake's beloved pulp novels were flying off the shelves.
Krycek dropped the AnnoyBot and flailed at the abject disregard for literary organization. "WHAT THE HELL?!"
The books flapped all over the place, randomly attacking furniture, each other and -- CRASH
"What?" Jake's head popped up. "NO! NOT THE COFFEE MACHINE!"
"You are a spiteful mean man," Krycek informed his boyfriend.
Jake snickered.
Two seconds later, all of Jake's beloved pulp novels were flying off the shelves.
Krycek dropped the AnnoyBot and flailed at the abject disregard for literary organization. "WHAT THE HELL?!"
The books flapped all over the place, randomly attacking furniture, each other and -- CRASH
"What?" Jake's head popped up. "NO! NOT THE COFFEE MACHINE!"