[Fic] After Party
Title: After Party
Characters: Caboose/Donut
Rating: PG
Summary: After the Blue's Christmas party, Caboose goes exploring...
away passed out, the mice will play'>
"I do not know where I am right now, but I do not think I mind too much!"
Caboose swayed slightly in his chair grasping a mostly empty bottle of beer. He wasn't quite sure why he was holding it, but something told him that it was very important that he not drop it. Actually, someone had told him that.
Did Church's rules count when Church was passed out on the floor by Tucker's feet?
Caboose wasn't sure. Idly, he murmured to himself.
"The room is very pretty right now. It is swaaaaaying and daaaaaaaaancing and it is very pretty. I think... I like it!"
He giggled happily then glanced around again. Yes, Church was collapsed on the floor and snoring loudly. Tucker was still in his chair, but his head was down and resting on his crossed arms, so he was probably out too. With the deliberate care of the very drunk, Caboose waved his hand in the air a foot to the left of the dark-skinned man's face. No response.
Well then.
Caboose swallowed the rest of the beer in his bottle and set it on the table. Then, he proceeded to get up and walk out of the Blue base's kitchen. He wasn't sure what was going to happen, but ... he felt like singing. Suddenly, inspiration struck.
"Maybe the Reds will sing with me!"
~
"And that, Private Sticky Bun, is how I ended up here!"
Donut blinked and stared at the giddy soldier hiccupping happily at the foot of Donut's bed.
"Okay... but wasn't it cold coming over here without your shirt on?"
Caboose giggled.
"Act'lly, I took that off when I was coming over here! It was just so hoooot and I was feelin' really warm, so I thought to myself 'I don't really need a shirt!', so I think it's hangin' somewhere between here and Blue base right now!"
The two sat in silence. Caboose fiddled with Donut's bedsheets, oddly engrossed with figuring out how they shifted and moved in the moonlight. Donut thought that he looked singularly adorable.
"Hey, Caboose?"
Caboose's blonde bangs flopped into his eyes when he looked up, a goofy grin spread across his face.
"Yeah?"
"Wanna make out?"
Caboose tapped his chin for a moment, as if her were trying to decipher the meaning of the words. Suddenly, a light glinted in his eyes and he bounced forward to get closer to Donut as he chirped a "Sure!"
Donut was sure that this was the Best. Christmas. Ever.
Characters: Caboose/Donut
Rating: PG
Summary: After the Blue's Christmas party, Caboose goes exploring...
away passed out, the mice will play'>
"I do not know where I am right now, but I do not think I mind too much!"
Caboose swayed slightly in his chair grasping a mostly empty bottle of beer. He wasn't quite sure why he was holding it, but something told him that it was very important that he not drop it. Actually, someone had told him that.
Did Church's rules count when Church was passed out on the floor by Tucker's feet?
Caboose wasn't sure. Idly, he murmured to himself.
"The room is very pretty right now. It is swaaaaaying and daaaaaaaaancing and it is very pretty. I think... I like it!"
He giggled happily then glanced around again. Yes, Church was collapsed on the floor and snoring loudly. Tucker was still in his chair, but his head was down and resting on his crossed arms, so he was probably out too. With the deliberate care of the very drunk, Caboose waved his hand in the air a foot to the left of the dark-skinned man's face. No response.
Well then.
Caboose swallowed the rest of the beer in his bottle and set it on the table. Then, he proceeded to get up and walk out of the Blue base's kitchen. He wasn't sure what was going to happen, but ... he felt like singing. Suddenly, inspiration struck.
"Maybe the Reds will sing with me!"
~
"And that, Private Sticky Bun, is how I ended up here!"
Donut blinked and stared at the giddy soldier hiccupping happily at the foot of Donut's bed.
"Okay... but wasn't it cold coming over here without your shirt on?"
Caboose giggled.
"Act'lly, I took that off when I was coming over here! It was just so hoooot and I was feelin' really warm, so I thought to myself 'I don't really need a shirt!', so I think it's hangin' somewhere between here and Blue base right now!"
The two sat in silence. Caboose fiddled with Donut's bedsheets, oddly engrossed with figuring out how they shifted and moved in the moonlight. Donut thought that he looked singularly adorable.
"Hey, Caboose?"
Caboose's blonde bangs flopped into his eyes when he looked up, a goofy grin spread across his face.
"Yeah?"
"Wanna make out?"
Caboose tapped his chin for a moment, as if her were trying to decipher the meaning of the words. Suddenly, a light glinted in his eyes and he bounced forward to get closer to Donut as he chirped a "Sure!"
Donut was sure that this was the Best. Christmas. Ever.