Fic: Wax Museum, Wax Romantic, Wax On-ers/Wax Off-ers
Title: Wax Museum, Wax Romantic, Wax On-ers/Wax Off-ers
Series: 1_million_words prompts
Rating: G
Characters: Steve/Danny, Grace, Mr. Hoppy
Summary: Here are the W prompts.
Words: exactly 500
Warnings/Notes: None. Silliness. Some misuse of language for the greater good.
~o0o~
Shortly after finishing the entire plate of baklava, Steve fell asleep. Danny wasn’t really surprised. Having alcohol going directly into his blood steam would be enough to knock out even Super SEAL. Danny watched the rest of the vampire show, deciding maybe the lead did faintly resemble Steve. The vampire and his girlfriend ended up in a wax museum, stalked by other vampires. Danny lost track of the plot, the show having its own internal logic he couldn’t follow.
“Wax-on, wax-off,” Steve mumbled from the bed. “Holds 100 times its weight in water… order now and we’ll include at no charge this authentic ruby necklace… Franklin Mint exclusive…. Act now. Offer expires at midnight.”
Danny had to laugh at the words Steve was saying. The commercials from the TV show were infiltrating his brain but at least he was talking. That was an improvement. Danny could only hope that the latest incarnation of the virus wasn’t going to be Steve using commercial-speak. That would result in him shouting at Danny constantly.
Danny went into the hallway to locate a nurse who said she would contact one of the doctors charged with Steve’s care.
“He’s repeating the commercials that were on TV,” Danny told the doctor when he arrived.
“Huh.” The doctor checked Steve’s pulse and listened to his lungs. “Hopefully this treatment will eradicate the last of the virus.”
“And if it doesn’t?” Danny asked.
“I have no idea,” the doctor admitted. “It’s never lasted this long in anyone else. Apparently the Commander is the perfect host for it.”
“Swell,” Danny said.
“He’s going to be out for a while. There isn’t any reason for you to remain,” the doctor said.
“Clearly you’ve never had the pleasure of treating him before. I leave and he’ll be out of this bed and out of the hospital before you can say jack rabbit.”
“I have heard,” the doctor said with a nod. “All right. Would you like a cup of coffee?”
“Actually, I’d love some coffee,” Danny agreed.
“I’ll have someone bring you a cup,” the doctor said before leaving them alone.
“Oh Babe,” Danny said, holding tight to Steve’s hand. “Only you. You are such a goof. But you are my goof. And I want you back to your version of normal. I miss the real you. Grace feels so guilty. Chin and Kono can hardly stand having you gone. I want to be able to rant at you and tell you to stay safe. I want to chase after you and hug you to make sure you are okay. I love you so much.”
After nearly three hours of waiting, Danny finally saw Steve’s eyes flutter open. “How are you feeling?”
“Hung over. Thirsty. Ready to go home,” Steve said.
“No alliterations? No rhyming couplets? No Shakespeare?” Danny asked hopefully.
“I think it’s finally gone,” Steve confirmed, Danny smiling at him. “I did hear you wax romantic while I slept.”
Danny shrugged, his smile never fading.
“I love you too.”
Series: 1_million_words prompts
Rating: G
Characters: Steve/Danny, Grace, Mr. Hoppy
Summary: Here are the W prompts.
Words: exactly 500
Warnings/Notes: None. Silliness. Some misuse of language for the greater good.
~o0o~
Shortly after finishing the entire plate of baklava, Steve fell asleep. Danny wasn’t really surprised. Having alcohol going directly into his blood steam would be enough to knock out even Super SEAL. Danny watched the rest of the vampire show, deciding maybe the lead did faintly resemble Steve. The vampire and his girlfriend ended up in a wax museum, stalked by other vampires. Danny lost track of the plot, the show having its own internal logic he couldn’t follow.
“Wax-on, wax-off,” Steve mumbled from the bed. “Holds 100 times its weight in water… order now and we’ll include at no charge this authentic ruby necklace… Franklin Mint exclusive…. Act now. Offer expires at midnight.”
Danny had to laugh at the words Steve was saying. The commercials from the TV show were infiltrating his brain but at least he was talking. That was an improvement. Danny could only hope that the latest incarnation of the virus wasn’t going to be Steve using commercial-speak. That would result in him shouting at Danny constantly.
Danny went into the hallway to locate a nurse who said she would contact one of the doctors charged with Steve’s care.
“He’s repeating the commercials that were on TV,” Danny told the doctor when he arrived.
“Huh.” The doctor checked Steve’s pulse and listened to his lungs. “Hopefully this treatment will eradicate the last of the virus.”
“And if it doesn’t?” Danny asked.
“I have no idea,” the doctor admitted. “It’s never lasted this long in anyone else. Apparently the Commander is the perfect host for it.”
“Swell,” Danny said.
“He’s going to be out for a while. There isn’t any reason for you to remain,” the doctor said.
“Clearly you’ve never had the pleasure of treating him before. I leave and he’ll be out of this bed and out of the hospital before you can say jack rabbit.”
“I have heard,” the doctor said with a nod. “All right. Would you like a cup of coffee?”
“Actually, I’d love some coffee,” Danny agreed.
“I’ll have someone bring you a cup,” the doctor said before leaving them alone.
“Oh Babe,” Danny said, holding tight to Steve’s hand. “Only you. You are such a goof. But you are my goof. And I want you back to your version of normal. I miss the real you. Grace feels so guilty. Chin and Kono can hardly stand having you gone. I want to be able to rant at you and tell you to stay safe. I want to chase after you and hug you to make sure you are okay. I love you so much.”
After nearly three hours of waiting, Danny finally saw Steve’s eyes flutter open. “How are you feeling?”
“Hung over. Thirsty. Ready to go home,” Steve said.
“No alliterations? No rhyming couplets? No Shakespeare?” Danny asked hopefully.
“I think it’s finally gone,” Steve confirmed, Danny smiling at him. “I did hear you wax romantic while I slept.”
Danny shrugged, his smile never fading.
“I love you too.”