fic: Everything is Better with Chocolate
Title: Everything is Better with Chocolate
Author: darthbatgirl
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Characters: Bart/Kon/Tim
Summary: Bart and Kon decided to cheer up Tim in their own special way.
Word Count: 535
Warnings: humor, food play?
A/N: May drabble fill for pisces2010 using the prompts of Bart/Kon/Tim, 'I don't want to know.'
It looked like a bomb had gone off in the kitchen. Bowls and plates and various cups were scattered around the counters and filled up the sink. Flour covered everything along with a brown batter, including the two young men looking rather guilty at Tim.
“I don't want to know do I?” Tim asked as he took in the mess.
“Tim! It's not what you think.” Bart said giving a weak smile.
“You mean my kitchen isn't a mess? Do I have to blink or something to get it back to normal?” Tim asked dryly.
“Oh you're not mad. Stop acting like you are,” Kon smirked as he ran a batter covered hand over his hair rubbing the batter in his hair more.
Tim just shook his head, “Maybe I'm just wondering why I gave you guys keys to my apartment.”
“So we could surprise you,” Bart grinned. He about wrapped his arm around Tim's shoulders but then thought better not do it before he did.
“So . . .why?” Tim asked.
“Why?'
“Yes, why did you two decide come over to my place and make a mess?” Tim sighed. “It's not like you guys couldn't have found other places you could have messed up.”
“We were making you a cake,” Bart said obviously.
“A cake?”
“Dude you were getting that stick up the ass look again and Bart thought that maybe a cake would put you in a better mood. I said we should just screw ya till you passed out.” Kon said nodding toward Bart.
“It was suppose to be chocolate,” Bart said apologetic to Tim and then he looked over at Kon and said, “And I said we should do both.”
Tim raised an eyebrow, “Well . . .uhm thanks guys that's . . .sweet.”
A sly smile spread across Kon's face as he eyed Tim's nice crisp pants and wrinkle free shirt. “You know something Bart I think we've got something out of place here.”
Bart returned Kon's smile, his eyes glinting. “Yeah I think your right. It's like one of these things don't belong type of things.”
“Yeah that's it.”
Tim took a step back, not liking the look on either of his boyfriends' face. “How about this idea . . you guys go wash up and I'll order us some pizza okay?” He turned around and just barely avoided a big messy hug from Bart, who had superspeeded his way behind Tim, but failed to avoid the bit of batter on the floor and landed on his butt. To top things off a big glob of batter fell from the ceiling fan and landed on Tim's head.
Kon was doubled over with laughing, he had to hover to keep from falling “Dude!”
“Tim are you alright?” Bart laughed as he came over to check on Tim.
“Yeah I'm fine,” Tim nodded as he looked at his ruined clothes ruefully.
Kon just decided to flop down on the floor next to Tim and leaned in an licked up a dribble of batter on Tim's cheek. “Delicious.”