Untitled part 10 Of ? .....omg..
Title: Untitled part 10 of ?
Author: Wolviesbabe89 and credit goes to Pandoraeternal for all her help and stuff...you know what you did...maybe...
rating: R ( David's cranky!)
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Description: In the last chapter Michael brought home a puppy, then everyone went to Petsmart, then Michael randomly threw a can of dog food at David's head. Why? Because he wanted to see if it would bounce, well it did. David now has a concussion and cant sleep for the next 24 hours.
Authors note: This chapter is very near and dear to my heart, I am an innsominac (which is why I'm posting this at 3 am) so this is based on some what true events. Last week I woke up at 3 pm in the afternoon (thank you very much early morning construction outside my house) and I went to bed at around 2 am Saturday morning. Thats 35 hours people..oh and I felt it. Oh it sucked, oh it sucked so hard. That was a record for me, 35 hours strait no naps, no nothing, the only caffeine i had was a 12 once Pumpkin Spice coffee from WAWA (which was awesome btw (Thanks again Sexy Pip!) ). So, this was greatly inspired by that amazing day....what a fucking journey.
AN2: One conversation was inspired by something I heard on the radio. One of the Dj's went golfing with a very renowned Philly news anchor, and the anchor asked him "You know whats funny?"..well if you read on you'll find out what he thought was funny...
Part one
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
Part Seven
Part Eight
Part Nine
“Well, I hope you’re proud of yourself, Michael.” Brooke said as she stood in the living room, arms folded across her chest, as Michael led a very dazed and bandaged David through the front door, “Thanks to you and your jackasseier, David now has a concussion!”
Michael scowled at her as he shut the door behind David. “Hey, I didn’t want this to happen.”
“No, you just wanted to see if a can could bounce off David’s head!”
“Please,” David croaked out, “Don’t argue. I have a headache.”
He made his way over to the couch and laid down.
“David, get up!” Brooke snapped, slapping him on the shoulders.
“Owh! What did I do?” David asked as he sat up.
“David, you can’t fall asleep when you have a concussion.”
“Says who?”
“Say’s your doctor!”
“Screw that! I’m tired!”
“You’ll die.”
“No I won’t!”
“David!”
David huffed, “That’s notz true.”
Brooke paused, “Did you just say notz?”
“Maybe, wow why are you guys so blurry?”
Brooke glared over to Michael, who just shrugged.
“I’m calling the hospital again.” She stated as she walked over to the phone. Michael grabbed her by the arm.
“Brooke, look the doctor said he has a mild concussion and could go home. And he’s home, so I will take care of him. He just has to take it easy for a little while.”
Brooke let out a huff, “Fine, but I’m keeping my eyes on him.” Brooke looked over to David, “David! Wakeup!”
“Sorry!”
Brooke pulled Michael to the side, “Look, I’m just worried okay.” She whispered, “I mean blows to the head can really mess people up. He could become a totally different person from this!”
“Brooke, it’s just a mild concussion-”
“Then why did he pass out?”
“Because he’s a pussy.”
“You know, I just heard all of that.” David said as he looked over to them, “So the four of you can just shut up.”
“See, he’s fine.” Michael smiled at Brooke who rolled her eyes. She took a deep breath and walked over to
the armchair by the couch.
“Okay David.” Michael smiled as he sat next to David on the couch, “I will be your 24 hour nurse over the next…24 hours.” He nodded and put on his eye patch.
“If you’re my nurse then why are you wearing an eye patch?”
“Well, I don’t have anything that reads nurse so I thought ’pirate’.”
“Oh great,” Brooke muttered, “Now well have two people in the house with no depth perception.”
David smiled, “Hey, that eye patch reminds me of a joke.”
“Sweet Jesus no.” Brooke whispered.
“Did you hear about the new Pirate movie?” He grinned as he looked to Michael and Brooke who shook their heads. “Its rated Aaaarrrrgh. Heh, get it? Get it?”
Michael smiled and looked over to Brooke, “Yeah he’ll be fine.”
“So, I need to stay up for 24 hours?” David asked as he sat on the couch.
“Yes you do, if not then you could very well slip into a coma.” Brooke said matter-of-factly.
“Fuck.” David sighed, “This is going to suck.”
“When did you wake up?” Michael asked.
David sighed and thought for a moment, “I woke up around eight am. After getting about five hours of sleep.”
“Why only five?” Brooke asked.
“Because Mike kicks in his sleep.” David stated while glaring at him.
“Sorry.” Mike muttered, “Ok, so you woke up at eight, then we took David-putty to the vet around four, four thirty. Then I threw the can at your head around five. We went to the hospital shortly after that, and then we waited in the waiting room until nine, then you were treated, and its 9:25 now. So you have,” Michael looked at the clock on the wall, “about 10 and a half hours till you can sleep.”
“Ah, fuck me.”
“Waite, I think is 24 hours from when he got hit.” Brooke said.
“Oh, well then forget what I said, you have 17 and a half hours till you can sleep.”
“Oh man.” David cried.
“So basically you’ll be up for 33 hours, after getting only 5 hours sleep.” Brooke said slowly as she stood up. She walked over to the table by the door and grabbed her coat and purse. “I’m running to the store to get some caffeinated stuff. I’ll be right back.” She slipped on her coat and left.
David rubbed his face, “Why did you throw that can at me?”
“It’s your head okay; it’s just so…big.”
David glared at him, “You fuckin suck you know that?”
“I know, that’s why I decided to be your nurse.”
“What the hell am I going to do for 17 and a half hours?”
Michael smiled, “Well, I can think of one thing we could do.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
“I can’t.” David said softly.
“Why not, it’s guaranteed to keep you up.”
“Yeah Mike but be realistic here. We fool around a bit, that’s about 20 minutes, we do the act, that’ll last 15 minutes, and then guess what’ll happen next?”
“What?”
“I fall asleep!”
“Oh right.” Michael thought for a moment, “Well I’m out of ideas.”
David looked to Michael, “Want to play Apples to Apples when Brooke comes home?”
“Alright,”
******************************************************************************************
11: 00 p.m. Hours with out sleep: 15
David sat at the kitchen table, nursing his 24-ounce Monster drink when Michael came back into the room with a big cardboard box.
“Okay.” he said as he sat it down on the table. He began pulling things out of box, “Where the hell is it?” He asked to no one in particular. David’s eyes went wide when Michael pulled out several pairs of handcuffs. He picked up a pair of purple furry leopard print handcuffs and looked to Mike.
“Mike, what are these for?”
Michael looked up, with several old issues of TV guide in his hands, “Uh, sex?”
David quickly dropped them on the table, “Ew!”
Mike looked at him, “Oh give me a fucking brake.”
“What?”
“You know.” He grinned as he went back to rummaging through is box.
“I don’t know what you’re hinting at.”
“You like being tied up and you know it.”
“What?”
“You told me yourself!”
“When?”
“Last week.”
“No I didn’t!”
“Well somebody told me!”
“So you went out and bought four pairs of various handcuffs.”
Michael stopped and shifted his eyes, “Uh, no.” He said quietly, “Yes! I found it!”
“What?”
“My air horn!” he said, slamming it down proudly on the table.
“What are you going to do with that?” David cringed.
“Well, when you start to fall asleep, I blow this air horn, and you’ll wake up.” He smiled as he put all his things back into the box and onto the floor.
“Oh God.” David swallowed, “This is going to suck.”
“Pretty much.”
******************************************************************************************
1:00 a.m Hours with out sleep: 17
“You know, this really can’t be good for my heart.” David said as he and Michael still sat at the table.
“What the sleep deprivation?”
“No the fucking air horn!” David snapped.
“Jeez somebody’s cranky.”
David glared at him, “Yeah, somebody is cranky, because somebody threw a can at my head!”
Michael slowly shook his head, “Are you going to bring that up all night?”
“Yes.”
“How many times do I have to say I’m sorry?”
“I don’t know, how much longer till I can sleep?”
Michael looked at the clock on the wall and turned around, “About 16 hours.”
David groaned and laid his head on the table. Michael blew his air horn.
“AH! Stop fucking doing that!” David snapped as he shot up.
“You were falling asleep!”
“I was not!”
He blew it again, making David scream again.
“What the hell was that for?”
“You closed your eyes!”
“I blinked!”
“You were falling asleep!”
“No I was not!” David got out of his seat, “I’m going to take a shower.”
“Waite,” Michael said as he got up, “I’m coming with you!”
******************************************************************************************
1:10 a.m. Hours with out sleep: 17 and 10 minutes
“Is this really necessary?” David asked as Michael slipped in next to him in the shower.
“Yes, extremely.” Michael nodded, “What if you like, I don’t know slipped and fell, or had a seizer? And I was down stairs? You would crack your head open and die, that’s what would happen. And they‘d all be like; ‘Oh Mikey! Why weren’t you there?’ and I would be like; ‘Well David was being a stubborn asshole and told me to stay down stairs.’ Yeah, I‘d be racked with guilt, and become an alcoholic and die of cirrhosis of the liver. Is that what you want Dave? Do you want me to die? Is that what you want? Because that’s what would happen if I ‘m not in the shower with you!”
David rolled his eyes, “This is just a ploy to see me wet and naked isn’t it?”
“No.” Michael scoffed, David titled his head, “Okay maybe a little.”
“Get out.” David said.
“There’s no point in me getting out, I’m already soaked and naked so I might as well stay.”
David rolled his eyes again; he grabbed the bar of soap and turned to face the spray of the hot water.
“This is kind of weird.” David laughed as he ran the bar over his chest.
“Why?” Michael asked as he grabbed a bottle of shampoo.
“I’ve never showered with another man before.” He blushed.
Michael smiled, “I promise I wont get fresh.” He smiled, “You want me to do your hair?”
“Uh, you don’t have to-” He cut himself off with a low groan as Michael worked it into his scalp. He grinned ,
“That’s nice.” He let out another low groan, “Awh, that’s good-OWH! Oh Fuck!”
“Sorry!”
“Owh!” He groaned as he gripped the back of his head.
“Is that where the can hit you?”
“Yes, oh fuck!”
“I’m sorry.” Michael frowned as he wrapped his arms around David’s torso, he pecked him on the back of the neck, “sorry.” He kissed his way around his neck, making David let out a small sigh, “Better?”
“Yeah, much.” He smiled as he leaned back against Michael’s hard body. He turned his head to meet Mike’s lips. “You’re a very good nurse Mikey.” He smiled as he kissed Michael’s lips.
“I try.” He smiled back as he captured David’s lips again. .David let out a small moan as he felt a wonderful tingling heat spread down his body. He licked at Michaels bottom lip, asking for entrance which was granted with a small laugh from Michael. He slowly slipped his tongue into Michael’s warm mouth, running it over the roof of his mouth and rubbing against his tongue. Then suddenly, David’s eyes flew open, he quickly broke the kiss and turned the cold water on high, as he panted. Michael was taken back.
“Uh, what the , are you, what was that about?”
“N-no sex, Mike, remember, no sex!” He panted as he stepped under the freezing water, it stung like needles against his skin and he started to shiver underneath it.
Michael just smirked, “David?” He asked in a cocky tone, “Did somebody get a little excited?”
There was a long pause, “Yes.” David finally said as he gingerly washed the soap suds out of his hair.
“Now please, let me shower in peace.”
Michael sighed, “Well if its what the patient wants, that’s what the patent gets.” He pulled back the shower curtain and stepped out, but not before giving David’s ass a full smack, causing the younger man to let out a yelp.
“Owh! Not funny!” David snapped.
“I’ll be downstairs, making coffee, since you’ll be freezing ass when you get out. Seriously, you better turn that back to hot, or else you’ll never see your genitals again, Dave.”
“Fuck you.”
******************************************************************************************
4:30 a.m. Hours without sleep: 20 and a half
David and Michael both sat on lawn chairs in the back yard. They both decided that the couch was too tempting, and so were the harsh wooden chairs at the dinner table at this point. It was about 32 degrees now, and they were bundled up tight . David had on two sweat shirts, a hoodie, and a winter coat, along with gloves, and a knitted cap. He had a flannel blanket wrapped around his legs, and winter boots on his feet, he was still shivering, but at least he wasn’t sleepy anymore, though he had to pee like a racehorse. He decided to hold off of relieving himself, concluding that if the four energy drinks he drank, and the two cups of coffee, the fridged weather, and the constant fear of wetting himself didn’t keep himself awake, nothing would. He stared in front of himself, seeing the slight hint of daylight start to creep over the Lancaster’s house.
“H-how, m-m-much l-l-l-l-l-lo-longer till I - I c-c-c-c-c-c-c-an sl-l-l-eep again-n, Mi-Mikey-y-y?” He asked shivering from head to toe.
Michael was dressed in the same amount of clothing, except he had on one of those hats with the ear flaps on them. He raised his sleeve to look at his watch. “T-t-wel-v-ve and a-a-a h-h-ha-lf.”
“F-f-f-f-f--fu-u-u-uc-ck-k-k m-m-m-m-m-me-e-e-.”
“Y-y-yo-you t-t-t-t-to-ld me n-n-not-t to.”
David glared at him, Michael just shrugged. They remained silent for a while till a thought crept into Michael’s head, causing him to laugh to himself.
“W-what?” David asked.
“Y-you k-know what’s funny?” David just shook his head.
“How French people s-say pussy.” he smiled. David gave him a confused look, Michael smiled, “H-have you ever heard a French person say ‘Pussy’?”
“N-no, ca-cant say I have.”
Michael laughed, “ They go ‘Pu-say’.”
David tilted his head, “What?”
“Pu-say.”
David thought for a moment and let out his trademark laugh, “Pu-say!” He said loudly, amusing himself immensely.
“Pu-say!” Michael said laughing at himself.
“PU-SAY!” David yelled loudly as he doubled over laughing.
“PUSAY!” Michael laughed again, tears streaming down his face, “PUUSAAY!”
“Pu-” David began, unable to finish as he laughed hysterically, slowly slipping to his knees on the brick patio, “I’m gonna piss myself.” David laughed even harder, making Michael clap his hands together as he laughed.
“Say it David! Say it!”
David took a deep breath to compose himself, “PUSAY!” He screamed falling on to the ground, he rolled onto his back, laughing like a mad man.
“Pusay!” Michael yelled.
They heard one of the windows upstairs roll open, “What the hell are you two doing?”
They looked up and saw a very tired Brooke poke her blond head out the window.
Michael just smiled, “French people say ‘Pusay’.” He began to laugh.
“Okay,” She slowly nodded, “well, could you stop that?”
“Stop what?” Michael asked with a evil grin.
“Yelling that word.”
“Wh-what word?” David said, trying not to laugh as tears rolled down his cheek.
“That word?”
“C-could you be more specific?” Michael snorted trying not to laugh.
Brooke bit her lip, and shook her head, “The word you were just yelling!”
“Which was?” Michael asked.
“Alright, okay…Pussy. Stop yelling pussy! Pussy! Pussy! Pussy! There, happy? Now get inside and calm down, your waking up the neighbors!” She shut the window sharply, as Michael and David succumbed to a fit of uncontrollable laughter.
“I-I cant believe she said it!” Michael cried as he laughed. David rolled over to his side, suddenly his eyes flew open.
“Fuck I gotta piss!”
“Go in bushes!” Michael laughed, wiping away tears.
“Okay, I’ll be right back.” David laughed as he walked off, laughing at every step.
The window opened again, “Mikey?” Brooke asked.
“Y-yeah?” Michael cleared his throat as he looked up at her.
“That better not be my hat that your wearing-” She looked over to the empty lawn chair next to him, “Where’d Dave go?”
Michael let out another laugh, “He’s over there.” He pointed over to David.
“Oh-oh my -David! What are you doing?”
“I have to piss, if you don’t mind!” He yelled back at her.
“I do mind! I mind very much! Go inside!”
“I couldn’t make it!”
“Oh my God.” Brooke moaned, her hand rubbing against her forehead, “Okay, okay, just finish up and the two of you come inside, it’s too cold out.”
“We will Brooke.” Michael smiled, “Oh and Brooke?”
“Yeah?”
“PUSAY!”
“STOP IT!”
******************************************************************************************
7:00 a.m. Hours with out sleep: 23
Brooke had woken up early and started breakfast, she decided to make bacon, sausage and French Toast. The French toast would have made Michael and David laugh but they couldn’t stop shaking from all the caffeine they ingested.
“You guys really don’t look so good.” Brooke said as she placed a full plate in front of the two men. “Maybe we should take you to the hospital Dave.”
“No!” David said as he gripped his cup of coffee tight to his chest, “They have beds there.” He whispered as he sipped from his mug.
“David seriously, you look deranged. Your hairs all messed up, you have bags under your eyes, and the way your drinking your coffee is freaking out Archie.”
“No, I’m fine with it. Nice French toast by the way.” Archie smiled.
“Thank you Archie.” She smiled at him, she turned to David, “Okay, then its freaking me out. Here give it to me.”
David shook his head and scooted away from her. “No way! If I don’t drink this I die!”
“David, please, for me?” She asked as she reached out to grab it. David quickly stood up and turned his back to her, gripping the cup to his chest.
“NO!” He cried.
“David please.” She said as she tried to reach around to grab the mug.
“Brooke! C’mon! I need this!”
“Fine.” she sighed as she sat back down at the table. David smiled as he turned back around, sipping greedily from his mug. Brooke looked at him, “You know, I read somewhere that eating an apple in the morning actually gives you more energy than coffee.”
David stopped in mid sip and shifted his eyes. He dropped his mug on the floor and dived for a green apple in the bowl in the center of the table.
“David! Stop it!” Brooke yelled as she tried to grab the apple out of his mouth.
“No!” He mumbled with a full mouth.
“David that’s a fake apple!”
“I don’t care!”
She grabbed the apple and pride it out of his mouth. “Ewwh. Why did you do that? You know theses aren’t real.”
David wiped his drool from his chin, “Well, what sort of sick person puts fake food in a kitchen?”
“Its for decoration.”
“Its for stupid that’s what it is!” He looked down and saw David-putty lapping up the slipped coffee off the floor.
“Awh, Dave,” Brooke mumbled as she picked up the small dog, “Don’t lick that!” She closed her eyes, silently cursing herself, waiting for Michael to make a smart remark, but she didn’t receive one. She looked over and saw Michael, asleep with his head in his hand, “Michael!”
“Ah! Kangaroos.” He jumped, eyes wide as he was jolted from his sleep, he looked around, “this isn’t the Playboy mansion.” He looked down and say a plate full of food, “Awesome!” He grabbed a fork and dug in.
“So what are you guys going to do for the next ,” She looked over to the clock, “ ten hours?”
She heard David let out a groan behind her. Michael thought for a moment as he swallowed, “I figured, we’d take a shower, again, then we’d go for a walk, then, well who knows.”
David groaned again resting his head on the table, “This sucks.“
Michael grabbed his air horn and blew it again, making everybody at the table jump.
“I wasn’t sleeping!”
*****************************************************************************************
To Be Continued….. Oooooo!!
Way to go Phillys!
I hope everyone has an awesome Halloween! 1 more day!! XD!!
Comments are awesome!!
Author: Wolviesbabe89 and credit goes to Pandoraeternal for all her help and stuff...you know what you did...maybe...
rating: R ( David's cranky!)
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Description: In the last chapter Michael brought home a puppy, then everyone went to Petsmart, then Michael randomly threw a can of dog food at David's head. Why? Because he wanted to see if it would bounce, well it did. David now has a concussion and cant sleep for the next 24 hours.
Authors note: This chapter is very near and dear to my heart, I am an innsominac (which is why I'm posting this at 3 am) so this is based on some what true events. Last week I woke up at 3 pm in the afternoon (thank you very much early morning construction outside my house) and I went to bed at around 2 am Saturday morning. Thats 35 hours people..oh and I felt it. Oh it sucked, oh it sucked so hard. That was a record for me, 35 hours strait no naps, no nothing, the only caffeine i had was a 12 once Pumpkin Spice coffee from WAWA (which was awesome btw (Thanks again Sexy Pip!) ). So, this was greatly inspired by that amazing day....what a fucking journey.
AN2: One conversation was inspired by something I heard on the radio. One of the Dj's went golfing with a very renowned Philly news anchor, and the anchor asked him "You know whats funny?"..well if you read on you'll find out what he thought was funny...
Part one
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
Part Seven
Part Eight
Part Nine
“Well, I hope you’re proud of yourself, Michael.” Brooke said as she stood in the living room, arms folded across her chest, as Michael led a very dazed and bandaged David through the front door, “Thanks to you and your jackasseier, David now has a concussion!”
Michael scowled at her as he shut the door behind David. “Hey, I didn’t want this to happen.”
“No, you just wanted to see if a can could bounce off David’s head!”
“Please,” David croaked out, “Don’t argue. I have a headache.”
He made his way over to the couch and laid down.
“David, get up!” Brooke snapped, slapping him on the shoulders.
“Owh! What did I do?” David asked as he sat up.
“David, you can’t fall asleep when you have a concussion.”
“Says who?”
“Say’s your doctor!”
“Screw that! I’m tired!”
“You’ll die.”
“No I won’t!”
“David!”
David huffed, “That’s notz true.”
Brooke paused, “Did you just say notz?”
“Maybe, wow why are you guys so blurry?”
Brooke glared over to Michael, who just shrugged.
“I’m calling the hospital again.” She stated as she walked over to the phone. Michael grabbed her by the arm.
“Brooke, look the doctor said he has a mild concussion and could go home. And he’s home, so I will take care of him. He just has to take it easy for a little while.”
Brooke let out a huff, “Fine, but I’m keeping my eyes on him.” Brooke looked over to David, “David! Wakeup!”
“Sorry!”
Brooke pulled Michael to the side, “Look, I’m just worried okay.” She whispered, “I mean blows to the head can really mess people up. He could become a totally different person from this!”
“Brooke, it’s just a mild concussion-”
“Then why did he pass out?”
“Because he’s a pussy.”
“You know, I just heard all of that.” David said as he looked over to them, “So the four of you can just shut up.”
“See, he’s fine.” Michael smiled at Brooke who rolled her eyes. She took a deep breath and walked over to
the armchair by the couch.
“Okay David.” Michael smiled as he sat next to David on the couch, “I will be your 24 hour nurse over the next…24 hours.” He nodded and put on his eye patch.
“If you’re my nurse then why are you wearing an eye patch?”
“Well, I don’t have anything that reads nurse so I thought ’pirate’.”
“Oh great,” Brooke muttered, “Now well have two people in the house with no depth perception.”
David smiled, “Hey, that eye patch reminds me of a joke.”
“Sweet Jesus no.” Brooke whispered.
“Did you hear about the new Pirate movie?” He grinned as he looked to Michael and Brooke who shook their heads. “Its rated Aaaarrrrgh. Heh, get it? Get it?”
Michael smiled and looked over to Brooke, “Yeah he’ll be fine.”
“So, I need to stay up for 24 hours?” David asked as he sat on the couch.
“Yes you do, if not then you could very well slip into a coma.” Brooke said matter-of-factly.
“Fuck.” David sighed, “This is going to suck.”
“When did you wake up?” Michael asked.
David sighed and thought for a moment, “I woke up around eight am. After getting about five hours of sleep.”
“Why only five?” Brooke asked.
“Because Mike kicks in his sleep.” David stated while glaring at him.
“Sorry.” Mike muttered, “Ok, so you woke up at eight, then we took David-putty to the vet around four, four thirty. Then I threw the can at your head around five. We went to the hospital shortly after that, and then we waited in the waiting room until nine, then you were treated, and its 9:25 now. So you have,” Michael looked at the clock on the wall, “about 10 and a half hours till you can sleep.”
“Ah, fuck me.”
“Waite, I think is 24 hours from when he got hit.” Brooke said.
“Oh, well then forget what I said, you have 17 and a half hours till you can sleep.”
“Oh man.” David cried.
“So basically you’ll be up for 33 hours, after getting only 5 hours sleep.” Brooke said slowly as she stood up. She walked over to the table by the door and grabbed her coat and purse. “I’m running to the store to get some caffeinated stuff. I’ll be right back.” She slipped on her coat and left.
David rubbed his face, “Why did you throw that can at me?”
“It’s your head okay; it’s just so…big.”
David glared at him, “You fuckin suck you know that?”
“I know, that’s why I decided to be your nurse.”
“What the hell am I going to do for 17 and a half hours?”
Michael smiled, “Well, I can think of one thing we could do.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
“I can’t.” David said softly.
“Why not, it’s guaranteed to keep you up.”
“Yeah Mike but be realistic here. We fool around a bit, that’s about 20 minutes, we do the act, that’ll last 15 minutes, and then guess what’ll happen next?”
“What?”
“I fall asleep!”
“Oh right.” Michael thought for a moment, “Well I’m out of ideas.”
David looked to Michael, “Want to play Apples to Apples when Brooke comes home?”
“Alright,”
******************************************************************************************
11: 00 p.m. Hours with out sleep: 15
David sat at the kitchen table, nursing his 24-ounce Monster drink when Michael came back into the room with a big cardboard box.
“Okay.” he said as he sat it down on the table. He began pulling things out of box, “Where the hell is it?” He asked to no one in particular. David’s eyes went wide when Michael pulled out several pairs of handcuffs. He picked up a pair of purple furry leopard print handcuffs and looked to Mike.
“Mike, what are these for?”
Michael looked up, with several old issues of TV guide in his hands, “Uh, sex?”
David quickly dropped them on the table, “Ew!”
Mike looked at him, “Oh give me a fucking brake.”
“What?”
“You know.” He grinned as he went back to rummaging through is box.
“I don’t know what you’re hinting at.”
“You like being tied up and you know it.”
“What?”
“You told me yourself!”
“When?”
“Last week.”
“No I didn’t!”
“Well somebody told me!”
“So you went out and bought four pairs of various handcuffs.”
Michael stopped and shifted his eyes, “Uh, no.” He said quietly, “Yes! I found it!”
“What?”
“My air horn!” he said, slamming it down proudly on the table.
“What are you going to do with that?” David cringed.
“Well, when you start to fall asleep, I blow this air horn, and you’ll wake up.” He smiled as he put all his things back into the box and onto the floor.
“Oh God.” David swallowed, “This is going to suck.”
“Pretty much.”
******************************************************************************************
1:00 a.m Hours with out sleep: 17
“You know, this really can’t be good for my heart.” David said as he and Michael still sat at the table.
“What the sleep deprivation?”
“No the fucking air horn!” David snapped.
“Jeez somebody’s cranky.”
David glared at him, “Yeah, somebody is cranky, because somebody threw a can at my head!”
Michael slowly shook his head, “Are you going to bring that up all night?”
“Yes.”
“How many times do I have to say I’m sorry?”
“I don’t know, how much longer till I can sleep?”
Michael looked at the clock on the wall and turned around, “About 16 hours.”
David groaned and laid his head on the table. Michael blew his air horn.
“AH! Stop fucking doing that!” David snapped as he shot up.
“You were falling asleep!”
“I was not!”
He blew it again, making David scream again.
“What the hell was that for?”
“You closed your eyes!”
“I blinked!”
“You were falling asleep!”
“No I was not!” David got out of his seat, “I’m going to take a shower.”
“Waite,” Michael said as he got up, “I’m coming with you!”
******************************************************************************************
1:10 a.m. Hours with out sleep: 17 and 10 minutes
“Is this really necessary?” David asked as Michael slipped in next to him in the shower.
“Yes, extremely.” Michael nodded, “What if you like, I don’t know slipped and fell, or had a seizer? And I was down stairs? You would crack your head open and die, that’s what would happen. And they‘d all be like; ‘Oh Mikey! Why weren’t you there?’ and I would be like; ‘Well David was being a stubborn asshole and told me to stay down stairs.’ Yeah, I‘d be racked with guilt, and become an alcoholic and die of cirrhosis of the liver. Is that what you want Dave? Do you want me to die? Is that what you want? Because that’s what would happen if I ‘m not in the shower with you!”
David rolled his eyes, “This is just a ploy to see me wet and naked isn’t it?”
“No.” Michael scoffed, David titled his head, “Okay maybe a little.”
“Get out.” David said.
“There’s no point in me getting out, I’m already soaked and naked so I might as well stay.”
David rolled his eyes again; he grabbed the bar of soap and turned to face the spray of the hot water.
“This is kind of weird.” David laughed as he ran the bar over his chest.
“Why?” Michael asked as he grabbed a bottle of shampoo.
“I’ve never showered with another man before.” He blushed.
Michael smiled, “I promise I wont get fresh.” He smiled, “You want me to do your hair?”
“Uh, you don’t have to-” He cut himself off with a low groan as Michael worked it into his scalp. He grinned ,
“That’s nice.” He let out another low groan, “Awh, that’s good-OWH! Oh Fuck!”
“Sorry!”
“Owh!” He groaned as he gripped the back of his head.
“Is that where the can hit you?”
“Yes, oh fuck!”
“I’m sorry.” Michael frowned as he wrapped his arms around David’s torso, he pecked him on the back of the neck, “sorry.” He kissed his way around his neck, making David let out a small sigh, “Better?”
“Yeah, much.” He smiled as he leaned back against Michael’s hard body. He turned his head to meet Mike’s lips. “You’re a very good nurse Mikey.” He smiled as he kissed Michael’s lips.
“I try.” He smiled back as he captured David’s lips again. .David let out a small moan as he felt a wonderful tingling heat spread down his body. He licked at Michaels bottom lip, asking for entrance which was granted with a small laugh from Michael. He slowly slipped his tongue into Michael’s warm mouth, running it over the roof of his mouth and rubbing against his tongue. Then suddenly, David’s eyes flew open, he quickly broke the kiss and turned the cold water on high, as he panted. Michael was taken back.
“Uh, what the , are you, what was that about?”
“N-no sex, Mike, remember, no sex!” He panted as he stepped under the freezing water, it stung like needles against his skin and he started to shiver underneath it.
Michael just smirked, “David?” He asked in a cocky tone, “Did somebody get a little excited?”
There was a long pause, “Yes.” David finally said as he gingerly washed the soap suds out of his hair.
“Now please, let me shower in peace.”
Michael sighed, “Well if its what the patient wants, that’s what the patent gets.” He pulled back the shower curtain and stepped out, but not before giving David’s ass a full smack, causing the younger man to let out a yelp.
“Owh! Not funny!” David snapped.
“I’ll be downstairs, making coffee, since you’ll be freezing ass when you get out. Seriously, you better turn that back to hot, or else you’ll never see your genitals again, Dave.”
“Fuck you.”
******************************************************************************************
4:30 a.m. Hours without sleep: 20 and a half
David and Michael both sat on lawn chairs in the back yard. They both decided that the couch was too tempting, and so were the harsh wooden chairs at the dinner table at this point. It was about 32 degrees now, and they were bundled up tight . David had on two sweat shirts, a hoodie, and a winter coat, along with gloves, and a knitted cap. He had a flannel blanket wrapped around his legs, and winter boots on his feet, he was still shivering, but at least he wasn’t sleepy anymore, though he had to pee like a racehorse. He decided to hold off of relieving himself, concluding that if the four energy drinks he drank, and the two cups of coffee, the fridged weather, and the constant fear of wetting himself didn’t keep himself awake, nothing would. He stared in front of himself, seeing the slight hint of daylight start to creep over the Lancaster’s house.
“H-how, m-m-much l-l-l-l-l-lo-longer till I - I c-c-c-c-c-c-c-an sl-l-l-eep again-n, Mi-Mikey-y-y?” He asked shivering from head to toe.
Michael was dressed in the same amount of clothing, except he had on one of those hats with the ear flaps on them. He raised his sleeve to look at his watch. “T-t-wel-v-ve and a-a-a h-h-ha-lf.”
“F-f-f-f-f--fu-u-u-uc-ck-k-k m-m-m-m-m-me-e-e-.”
“Y-y-yo-you t-t-t-t-to-ld me n-n-not-t to.”
David glared at him, Michael just shrugged. They remained silent for a while till a thought crept into Michael’s head, causing him to laugh to himself.
“W-what?” David asked.
“Y-you k-know what’s funny?” David just shook his head.
“How French people s-say pussy.” he smiled. David gave him a confused look, Michael smiled, “H-have you ever heard a French person say ‘Pussy’?”
“N-no, ca-cant say I have.”
Michael laughed, “ They go ‘Pu-say’.”
David tilted his head, “What?”
“Pu-say.”
David thought for a moment and let out his trademark laugh, “Pu-say!” He said loudly, amusing himself immensely.
“Pu-say!” Michael said laughing at himself.
“PU-SAY!” David yelled loudly as he doubled over laughing.
“PUSAY!” Michael laughed again, tears streaming down his face, “PUUSAAY!”
“Pu-” David began, unable to finish as he laughed hysterically, slowly slipping to his knees on the brick patio, “I’m gonna piss myself.” David laughed even harder, making Michael clap his hands together as he laughed.
“Say it David! Say it!”
David took a deep breath to compose himself, “PUSAY!” He screamed falling on to the ground, he rolled onto his back, laughing like a mad man.
“Pusay!” Michael yelled.
They heard one of the windows upstairs roll open, “What the hell are you two doing?”
They looked up and saw a very tired Brooke poke her blond head out the window.
Michael just smiled, “French people say ‘Pusay’.” He began to laugh.
“Okay,” She slowly nodded, “well, could you stop that?”
“Stop what?” Michael asked with a evil grin.
“Yelling that word.”
“Wh-what word?” David said, trying not to laugh as tears rolled down his cheek.
“That word?”
“C-could you be more specific?” Michael snorted trying not to laugh.
Brooke bit her lip, and shook her head, “The word you were just yelling!”
“Which was?” Michael asked.
“Alright, okay…Pussy. Stop yelling pussy! Pussy! Pussy! Pussy! There, happy? Now get inside and calm down, your waking up the neighbors!” She shut the window sharply, as Michael and David succumbed to a fit of uncontrollable laughter.
“I-I cant believe she said it!” Michael cried as he laughed. David rolled over to his side, suddenly his eyes flew open.
“Fuck I gotta piss!”
“Go in bushes!” Michael laughed, wiping away tears.
“Okay, I’ll be right back.” David laughed as he walked off, laughing at every step.
The window opened again, “Mikey?” Brooke asked.
“Y-yeah?” Michael cleared his throat as he looked up at her.
“That better not be my hat that your wearing-” She looked over to the empty lawn chair next to him, “Where’d Dave go?”
Michael let out another laugh, “He’s over there.” He pointed over to David.
“Oh-oh my -David! What are you doing?”
“I have to piss, if you don’t mind!” He yelled back at her.
“I do mind! I mind very much! Go inside!”
“I couldn’t make it!”
“Oh my God.” Brooke moaned, her hand rubbing against her forehead, “Okay, okay, just finish up and the two of you come inside, it’s too cold out.”
“We will Brooke.” Michael smiled, “Oh and Brooke?”
“Yeah?”
“PUSAY!”
“STOP IT!”
******************************************************************************************
7:00 a.m. Hours with out sleep: 23
Brooke had woken up early and started breakfast, she decided to make bacon, sausage and French Toast. The French toast would have made Michael and David laugh but they couldn’t stop shaking from all the caffeine they ingested.
“You guys really don’t look so good.” Brooke said as she placed a full plate in front of the two men. “Maybe we should take you to the hospital Dave.”
“No!” David said as he gripped his cup of coffee tight to his chest, “They have beds there.” He whispered as he sipped from his mug.
“David seriously, you look deranged. Your hairs all messed up, you have bags under your eyes, and the way your drinking your coffee is freaking out Archie.”
“No, I’m fine with it. Nice French toast by the way.” Archie smiled.
“Thank you Archie.” She smiled at him, she turned to David, “Okay, then its freaking me out. Here give it to me.”
David shook his head and scooted away from her. “No way! If I don’t drink this I die!”
“David, please, for me?” She asked as she reached out to grab it. David quickly stood up and turned his back to her, gripping the cup to his chest.
“NO!” He cried.
“David please.” She said as she tried to reach around to grab the mug.
“Brooke! C’mon! I need this!”
“Fine.” she sighed as she sat back down at the table. David smiled as he turned back around, sipping greedily from his mug. Brooke looked at him, “You know, I read somewhere that eating an apple in the morning actually gives you more energy than coffee.”
David stopped in mid sip and shifted his eyes. He dropped his mug on the floor and dived for a green apple in the bowl in the center of the table.
“David! Stop it!” Brooke yelled as she tried to grab the apple out of his mouth.
“No!” He mumbled with a full mouth.
“David that’s a fake apple!”
“I don’t care!”
She grabbed the apple and pride it out of his mouth. “Ewwh. Why did you do that? You know theses aren’t real.”
David wiped his drool from his chin, “Well, what sort of sick person puts fake food in a kitchen?”
“Its for decoration.”
“Its for stupid that’s what it is!” He looked down and saw David-putty lapping up the slipped coffee off the floor.
“Awh, Dave,” Brooke mumbled as she picked up the small dog, “Don’t lick that!” She closed her eyes, silently cursing herself, waiting for Michael to make a smart remark, but she didn’t receive one. She looked over and saw Michael, asleep with his head in his hand, “Michael!”
“Ah! Kangaroos.” He jumped, eyes wide as he was jolted from his sleep, he looked around, “this isn’t the Playboy mansion.” He looked down and say a plate full of food, “Awesome!” He grabbed a fork and dug in.
“So what are you guys going to do for the next ,” She looked over to the clock, “ ten hours?”
She heard David let out a groan behind her. Michael thought for a moment as he swallowed, “I figured, we’d take a shower, again, then we’d go for a walk, then, well who knows.”
David groaned again resting his head on the table, “This sucks.“
Michael grabbed his air horn and blew it again, making everybody at the table jump.
“I wasn’t sleeping!”
*****************************************************************************************
To Be Continued….. Oooooo!!
Way to go Phillys!
I hope everyone has an awesome Halloween! 1 more day!! XD!!
Comments are awesome!!