Better than Dogs, SamxJules, gen
Title: Better than Dogs
Author: darkseeradept
Characters:
Word Count: 300
Prompt: #103 Chocolate
Rating: gen
Warnings: none
Spoilers: Little bit of Jam, like a cup full at most.
Summary: When they said that dogs were a mans best friend they had been screwing around
Disclaimer: Come the Zombie Apocalypse, they will be mine.
They lied.
He was sure of it.
When they said that dogs were a man's best friend they had been screwing around.
Because any man, with any sense, knew that mans best friend; was chocolate.
Sam nodded to that statement silently in his mind. He was right. While dogs were cute and fluffy, loyal and smart… they never really invoked reactions like chocolate would. Sure a woman would stop to coo over a new puppy or one of those adorable tiny things that people would put in their tote bags… but chocolate. Chocolate was mans only life raft in a raging sea of female hormones. Flowers, eh a woman could take them or leave them. Love notes, gushy but they knew the thought was there. Apologises went a long way but most men were too stupid to realize that… so they reverted back to the time honoured tradition of Chocolate.
Blue eyes looked at the woman sitting on the couch next to him, her feet stuck under his legs, wrapped in one of his oversized sweaters and eating an honest to god Dairy Milk bar. She probably didn’t even know she was doing it. That was the worst part… The very worse part.
The tiny sounds of pleasure coming from the back of her throat nearly killed him where he sat. Brown eyes were half lidded as they mindlessly watched the television. As if sensing his stare Jules blinked and looked over at her secret boyfriend. “Something wrong?”
“No,” Sam replied slowly. “Not really.”
“huh?” Her innocence was endearing.
The male sniper just shook his head turning back to the TV. “Just wish I was a piece of chocolate right about now.”
Jules frowned looking at her bar, before she understood.
Sam yelped as she reached out and punched him.
Author: darkseeradept
Characters:
Word Count: 300
Prompt: #103 Chocolate
Rating: gen
Warnings: none
Spoilers: Little bit of Jam, like a cup full at most.
Summary: When they said that dogs were a mans best friend they had been screwing around
Disclaimer: Come the Zombie Apocalypse, they will be mine.
They lied.
He was sure of it.
When they said that dogs were a man's best friend they had been screwing around.
Because any man, with any sense, knew that mans best friend; was chocolate.
Sam nodded to that statement silently in his mind. He was right. While dogs were cute and fluffy, loyal and smart… they never really invoked reactions like chocolate would. Sure a woman would stop to coo over a new puppy or one of those adorable tiny things that people would put in their tote bags… but chocolate. Chocolate was mans only life raft in a raging sea of female hormones. Flowers, eh a woman could take them or leave them. Love notes, gushy but they knew the thought was there. Apologises went a long way but most men were too stupid to realize that… so they reverted back to the time honoured tradition of Chocolate.
Blue eyes looked at the woman sitting on the couch next to him, her feet stuck under his legs, wrapped in one of his oversized sweaters and eating an honest to god Dairy Milk bar. She probably didn’t even know she was doing it. That was the worst part… The very worse part.
The tiny sounds of pleasure coming from the back of her throat nearly killed him where he sat. Brown eyes were half lidded as they mindlessly watched the television. As if sensing his stare Jules blinked and looked over at her secret boyfriend. “Something wrong?”
“No,” Sam replied slowly. “Not really.”
“huh?” Her innocence was endearing.
The male sniper just shook his head turning back to the TV. “Just wish I was a piece of chocolate right about now.”
Jules frowned looking at her bar, before she understood.
Sam yelped as she reached out and punched him.