honeymoon in the land of the brave and the proud.

[badasscopters]

Who: Lt. Surge, Goose
What: An honeymoon. U8
Where: AMERICA.
When: BACKDATED to Feburary 26th - February 27th.
Warnings: Swearing and sex at worst.

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27th / in which i'm lame with tags

[badasscopters]

And Goose was sleeping in big time.

Hey, the trip wore him out, okay? Okay.

27th / in which Essay is the best tagger ever

[badasstrenches]

Used to getting up early in the morning, Surge awoke before his husband. Feeling a little devious, he was tempted to rudely wake up the pilot. But it was their honeymoon. Wasn't this supposed to be a romantic time where they spoiled each other? Or something mushy like that.

"Hey," he pulled the other man closer. "You plannin' on sleepin' the day away?"

Re: 27th / in which Essay is the best tagger ever

[badasscopters]

Goose let out a muffled noise once he felt his face pressed against Surge's chest. Now, it wasn't that he minded being so close to such an utterly manly, rugged chest such as his, but that kind of thing when he was half-asleep? What the heeeeeeellllll!!

The pilot struggled a little in his grip to raise his chin up. He looked at the lieutenant with beady, sleepy eyes.

"I don't... wannaaaaaaaaaa..."

Yaaaaaaaaaawn.

Re: 27th

[badasstrenches]

For the love of-- He had allowed the pilot to sleep in and Goose was still tired? How much sleep did the younger man need? It was baffling.

"So you'd rather just spend the whole day in bed? Fine by me. I'll go out and have fun by myself." Untangling himself, Surge sat up on the bed.

Re: 27th

[badasscopters]

"Nuhhhhhh," Goose drowsily answered, raising up from the bed and slumping on Surge's back.

"I wanna come, tooooo. Just... gimme a minute..." YAWWWWWWN.

"They got coffees 'round here or summin'?"

Slurring sleepy speech. Oh, of course.

Re: 27th

[badasstrenches]

For some reason, a drowsy Goose was awfully endearing. Surge grinned and glanced over his shoulder. "Yeah, there's coffee. Want me to make you a cup?"

He slowly got off the bed and headed towards the kitchen area. Sitting on the counter top was a coffee pot with numerous types and flavors of instant coffee. "What kind do you want?" he asked.

Re: 27th

[badasscopters]

Goose followed sluggishly, shoulders stooped and back curved as he slunk his way into the kitchen. His eyes only briefly scanned over the packets of instant coffee. His eyelids still felt so heavy, even in the morning.

"Uhhh... they got vanilla? Or vanilla biscotti? Or hazelnut? Or cinnamon? Or suiss mocha?"

They probably had at least one of them.

Re: 27th

[badasstrenches]

There were quite a few of them, actually. There was a range of both sweet and dark coffee flavors. Shrugging, Surge picked up a packet of hazelnut.

After making the cup of coffee, he carefully handed it to the pilot. "It's hot. Try not to make a mess," he gave a teasing smirk.

Turning back, the lieutenant figured he could go for a cup as well. Unlike Goose, he preferred straight up black coffee. How unoriginal.

Re: 27th

[badasscopters]

"Say something about a mess again," the pilot whispered jokingly, "and this hot coffee's going down your pants."

Goose then snickered cheerfully and took the coffee back up their room. Their suite had a quaint little table for them to drink at, which sure was good.

"So hey, hey." Hey hey hey hey hey. "What are we gonna be doing today? I mean... I ain't never been to Detroit. What's the place got?" If not, there was always traveling to one of the other states by 'copter.

Re: 27th

[badasstrenches]

What could they do? Surge took a sip of coffee, thinking about the question. Like any big city, there was a zoo and a couple of museums. But he doubted Goose really wanted to do anything lame like that.

Oh, wait a minute! Detroit was the auto capital of the world. Of course!

"The RenCen!" Surge snapped his fingers. "They always have the newest models of cars on display. Not to mention shopping and restaurants too."

Re: 27th

[badasscopters]

Well, Goose sure hadn't heard of that place, but once Surge described it, he already felt like he was floating on cloud nine.

If only they had air vehicles instead of just cars, though, but oh well. This was the next best thing.

"Can... we do that first?" Can you feel his mellow excitement, Surge? If that even makes any sense?

Re: 27th

[badasstrenches]

Surge could sense it. He could sense it so much.

"Of course we can. Whatever you'd like."

Time to get dressed and ready! Surge didn't take too long. Hopefully Goose drank his coffee quickly and moved on. "Ready to go?"

Re: 27th

[badasscopters]

"Not yet, just... two... seconds-"

THUD, CRASH. "Dammit fucking hel- hold on!"

Another few minutes, and out Goose came. He seemed fine apart from a bruise on his arm and his hair in a slight tousle.

"Pants didn't wanna get on. Hope they don't mind that I broke a vase. But Iiiii'm ready now." Haha how embarrassing.

Re: 27th

[badasstrenches]

"Alright, now we can--"

Wait a damn second. Did he just say... No, there's no way Goose would've... But Surge had certainly heard...

"Did you... just say you broke something?"

Sorry, Goose. There was no getting out of this one.

Re: 27th

[badasscopters]

"... I dunno what you're talking about."

A pause.

Goose then grabbed for his hand and began to tug it.

"MaybeIkindadid but that ain't a problem let's go the city's waitin'!"

Ha. Ha. Ha.

NO.

Re: 27th

[badasstrenches]

Goose. Goose.

"Not yet," Surge pulled his hand out of the pilot's grasp. "What did you say?"

Surge stared expectantly at the younger man. Better start talking. Now.