Cowboys and Neurosurgeons - a ficlet
Title: Cowboys and Neurosurgeons
Author: nancygrew
Rating: G
Notes: Originally written for Fun Fic Fridays prompt Urban Cowboy on Lure_atwt. Takes place late September 2011
Summary: Reid gets stuck babysitting. Again.
“Please,” begged Ethan. “Pretty please with sandwiches on top.”
“I’m pretty sure it’s sugar,” said Reid.
“You like sandwiches better,” shrugged Ethan.
“Isn’t it enough that I’ve agreed to baby-sit you for an hour until your brother gets back? I’m a very important man. It’s a huge sacrifice that I’m making by spending time with a germ-ridden, mongrel like yourself."
“Is not,” pouted Ethan as he stood with arms akimbo. “You pretend that you don’t like anybody but you like me lots.”
“Who told you that? That’s a scurrilous rumor.”
“I don’t know what that means,” said Ethan. “But I know you like me ‘cause when I ask you questions, you always ‘splain everything to me really good. And Luke said that you’re the one who picked out my birthday present because you thought his present was too dumb for me ‘cause I’m really smart.”
Reid heaved a sigh. “Look, I’m begging you. Can’t we just eat junk food and run with scissors?”
Ethan squealed with excitement. “We can run with scissors? Mommy never lets me do that.”
Reid moaned. “No, we can’t run with scissors. Fine, you’ve broken me. I’ll do the thing but if you ever tell anyone, I’ll tell Luke that you love it when he makes grilled cheese sandwiches when he baby-sits. Then you’ll be stuck eating burnt crap every single time he baby-sits because you’re too polite to hurt his feelings.”
Ethan shook his head sadly. “They’re not hard to make. He just always forgets to flip them in time.”
“Okay, the deal is that I do the thing for five minutes with you and then we sit quietly until Luke gets back and takes back responsibility for keeping you alive until your mom returns,” offered Reid.
“Ten minutes,” demanded Ethan.
“Are you sure you’re not a Grimaldi?”
Ethan shrugged. “I’m a Walsh on Mommy’s side.”
Ethan and Reid shook hands to seal the deal.
Ethan whooped and ran upstairs. He came stomping down within minutes. He was wearing his pajamas, a cowboy hat and a sheriff’s badge.
Reid knelt so Ethan could climb aboard.
Reid was galloping around the coach and Ethan was calling out “Giddyup, Princess Lollipop. We’ve got to catch those rascally varmints,” when Luke walked into the door.
Reid froze. Ethan looked guilty at having caused his friend to be caught playing. Luke’s face made a series of contortions.
“Excuse me,” said Luke in a strangled voice. He quickly walked out of the house.
Reid and Ethan looked at one another and then walked to the front window. Luke was leaning against the courtyard wall laughing while tears ran down his face.
“It’s nice that he doesn’t want to hurt our feelings by laughing at us,” said Ethan.
“You do understand that I’ll be seeking my revenge against you by telling him that you like it when he makes you grilled cheese sandwiches, right?” asked Reid with a fierce frown.
Ethan sighed. “I guess that’s fair.”
Author: nancygrew
Rating: G
Notes: Originally written for Fun Fic Fridays prompt Urban Cowboy on Lure_atwt. Takes place late September 2011
Summary: Reid gets stuck babysitting. Again.
“Please,” begged Ethan. “Pretty please with sandwiches on top.”
“I’m pretty sure it’s sugar,” said Reid.
“You like sandwiches better,” shrugged Ethan.
“Isn’t it enough that I’ve agreed to baby-sit you for an hour until your brother gets back? I’m a very important man. It’s a huge sacrifice that I’m making by spending time with a germ-ridden, mongrel like yourself."
“Is not,” pouted Ethan as he stood with arms akimbo. “You pretend that you don’t like anybody but you like me lots.”
“Who told you that? That’s a scurrilous rumor.”
“I don’t know what that means,” said Ethan. “But I know you like me ‘cause when I ask you questions, you always ‘splain everything to me really good. And Luke said that you’re the one who picked out my birthday present because you thought his present was too dumb for me ‘cause I’m really smart.”
Reid heaved a sigh. “Look, I’m begging you. Can’t we just eat junk food and run with scissors?”
Ethan squealed with excitement. “We can run with scissors? Mommy never lets me do that.”
Reid moaned. “No, we can’t run with scissors. Fine, you’ve broken me. I’ll do the thing but if you ever tell anyone, I’ll tell Luke that you love it when he makes grilled cheese sandwiches when he baby-sits. Then you’ll be stuck eating burnt crap every single time he baby-sits because you’re too polite to hurt his feelings.”
Ethan shook his head sadly. “They’re not hard to make. He just always forgets to flip them in time.”
“Okay, the deal is that I do the thing for five minutes with you and then we sit quietly until Luke gets back and takes back responsibility for keeping you alive until your mom returns,” offered Reid.
“Ten minutes,” demanded Ethan.
“Are you sure you’re not a Grimaldi?”
Ethan shrugged. “I’m a Walsh on Mommy’s side.”
Ethan and Reid shook hands to seal the deal.
Ethan whooped and ran upstairs. He came stomping down within minutes. He was wearing his pajamas, a cowboy hat and a sheriff’s badge.
Reid knelt so Ethan could climb aboard.
Reid was galloping around the coach and Ethan was calling out “Giddyup, Princess Lollipop. We’ve got to catch those rascally varmints,” when Luke walked into the door.
Reid froze. Ethan looked guilty at having caused his friend to be caught playing. Luke’s face made a series of contortions.
“Excuse me,” said Luke in a strangled voice. He quickly walked out of the house.
Reid and Ethan looked at one another and then walked to the front window. Luke was leaning against the courtyard wall laughing while tears ran down his face.
“It’s nice that he doesn’t want to hurt our feelings by laughing at us,” said Ethan.
“You do understand that I’ll be seeking my revenge against you by telling him that you like it when he makes you grilled cheese sandwiches, right?” asked Reid with a fierce frown.
Ethan sighed. “I guess that’s fair.”