are you ready for light crack? yes... again :)
today's Queen at the luau,
thespiansparkle , asked for fantasy. or silly fic.
Silly it is. tee hee hee! okay, I admit it may amuse no one else but me (and Sawyer). Sorry my Queen!
Misunderstanding? Yeah. It happens.
Roughly 500 words of silliness mixed with fantasy. Totally AU, you'll see! Jack/Sawyer but nothing explicit, rated G.
Jack is putting nachos in a bowl when he notices Sawyer looking at the table and frowning.
"What is that?" He asks, pointing. It's Jack's turn to be confused.
"Huh. Dices? Could you help me with the salsa, please? Desmond will be here soon."
Sawyer's eyes get round and he gapes a little.
"Desmond?"
Sawyer is definitely acting strange.
"Yes.. He is supposed to get Hurley and come over."
"HURLEY?"
"Yeah, Charlie will be a bit late. What is wrong with you?"
Sawyer is now past annoyed and perplexed, and seems to be in shock. Jack puts his hands on his hips and sighs, irritated that Sawyer forgot.
"Come on, you remember we are playing Dungeon and Dragons tonight, no?"
Sawyer just sinks on a chair at that and puts his hands over his face. Jack doesn't know what the fuck is going on.
"Just... Sawyer? I don't understand..."
He sees Sawyer's shoulder shake lightly as he starts chucking at first and then full on laughing out loud until he wipes tears out of his eyes. He tries to talk:
"It's.. it's... just that when... when you said role playing.. I didn't leap directly to Dungeons and Dragon, you closet geek!"
He's still laughing and laughing and Jack doesn't get it. Until he does.
"Oh."
He blushes and Sawyer is laughing even harder now. Jack turns and continues to fix the snacks and cleaning the kitchen, admittedly a bit more roughly. He doesn't like being mocked. When Sawyer finally calms down a bit, he asks, voice visibly strained to keep it neutral:
"It's a misunderstanding, that's all. So you guys have characters and all of that?"
Jack doesn't turn, and he feels his ears still red with embarrassment. He shrugs.
"Yeah."
"You're all good guys, right? Humans?"
Well at least Sawyer seems to know a bit about the game.
"Well yeah. Mostly. Charlie is chaotic good, plays a Wizard."
There is a soft snort. And a quiet
"Go on!"
"Desmond is a Paladin and..."
"What am I supposed to be? A Thief?"
Jack turns abruptly, afraid Sawyer is pissed off but he's smiling widely, eyes sparkling.
"No, no! We would never ask you that, unless you want to. You know, Rogues are pretty useful. I.. I thought you could be a warrior of some kind." Sawyer bites his lip, visibly doing his best to stay in control. "Hurley will be the Dungeon Master."
"What does he play usually?"
Even Jack starts to giggle at that.
"A Dwarf?"
Sawyer burst out laughing again, with Jack this time. It is kind of ridiculous. But the dreaded question comes next.
"But you baby? What do you play?"
Jack goes to the fridge and takes a beer, he's going to need it. He talks very fast.
"A cleric, but really that's the best way to play a healer and fight and..."
By this time, Sawyer is laughing so hard he's hiccuping and hitting the table with his fist. Jack clams up.
He knows someone that won't get any tonight.
The End
;)
okay, I am not a D&D geek, even if I tried twice on paper and twice in those live playing game (OMG did I got bored). My husband, on the other hand... let's just say he makes his own chainmail and armor and leave it at that, okay? *roll eyes*
on the other hand? this was a lot of fun to do. =D
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thespiansparkle , asked for fantasy. or silly fic.
Silly it is. tee hee hee! okay, I admit it may amuse no one else but me (and Sawyer). Sorry my Queen!
Misunderstanding? Yeah. It happens.
Roughly 500 words of silliness mixed with fantasy. Totally AU, you'll see! Jack/Sawyer but nothing explicit, rated G.
Jack is putting nachos in a bowl when he notices Sawyer looking at the table and frowning.
"What is that?" He asks, pointing. It's Jack's turn to be confused.
"Huh. Dices? Could you help me with the salsa, please? Desmond will be here soon."
Sawyer's eyes get round and he gapes a little.
"Desmond?"
Sawyer is definitely acting strange.
"Yes.. He is supposed to get Hurley and come over."
"HURLEY?"
"Yeah, Charlie will be a bit late. What is wrong with you?"
Sawyer is now past annoyed and perplexed, and seems to be in shock. Jack puts his hands on his hips and sighs, irritated that Sawyer forgot.
"Come on, you remember we are playing Dungeon and Dragons tonight, no?"
Sawyer just sinks on a chair at that and puts his hands over his face. Jack doesn't know what the fuck is going on.
"Just... Sawyer? I don't understand..."
He sees Sawyer's shoulder shake lightly as he starts chucking at first and then full on laughing out loud until he wipes tears out of his eyes. He tries to talk:
"It's.. it's... just that when... when you said role playing.. I didn't leap directly to Dungeons and Dragon, you closet geek!"
He's still laughing and laughing and Jack doesn't get it. Until he does.
"Oh."
He blushes and Sawyer is laughing even harder now. Jack turns and continues to fix the snacks and cleaning the kitchen, admittedly a bit more roughly. He doesn't like being mocked. When Sawyer finally calms down a bit, he asks, voice visibly strained to keep it neutral:
"It's a misunderstanding, that's all. So you guys have characters and all of that?"
Jack doesn't turn, and he feels his ears still red with embarrassment. He shrugs.
"Yeah."
"You're all good guys, right? Humans?"
Well at least Sawyer seems to know a bit about the game.
"Well yeah. Mostly. Charlie is chaotic good, plays a Wizard."
There is a soft snort. And a quiet
"Go on!"
"Desmond is a Paladin and..."
"What am I supposed to be? A Thief?"
Jack turns abruptly, afraid Sawyer is pissed off but he's smiling widely, eyes sparkling.
"No, no! We would never ask you that, unless you want to. You know, Rogues are pretty useful. I.. I thought you could be a warrior of some kind." Sawyer bites his lip, visibly doing his best to stay in control. "Hurley will be the Dungeon Master."
"What does he play usually?"
Even Jack starts to giggle at that.
"A Dwarf?"
Sawyer burst out laughing again, with Jack this time. It is kind of ridiculous. But the dreaded question comes next.
"But you baby? What do you play?"
Jack goes to the fridge and takes a beer, he's going to need it. He talks very fast.
"A cleric, but really that's the best way to play a healer and fight and..."
By this time, Sawyer is laughing so hard he's hiccuping and hitting the table with his fist. Jack clams up.
He knows someone that won't get any tonight.
The End
;)
okay, I am not a D&D geek, even if I tried twice on paper and twice in those live playing game (OMG did I got bored). My husband, on the other hand... let's just say he makes his own chainmail and armor and leave it at that, okay? *roll eyes*
on the other hand? this was a lot of fun to do. =D
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