Stupid Little Story
Here's a stupid little humor story I wrote. It has some REALLY mild Slash in it, so I figured it'll be okay to post here.
Title: The Boy is Mine
Category: Humor
Rating: PG
The Boy is Mine
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Revan’s personality.
Author’s Note: Yes, this has MINOR slash in it. Yes, I’m using a LS Male Revan this time. This also takes place a few days after everyone finds out about the PC being Reven.
OooooO
Jorr Kallros trudged slowly down the corridors of the Ebon Hawk. Ever since the crew found out he was Reven, everyone seemed to change a bit, especially Carth and Canderous.
Carth, with all his trust issues, still casts these little glances in Jorr’s direction once in awhile. Ones that clearly said he wanted to be more than friends. Jorr just brushed those off, figuring he was seeing things.
It was Canderous that worried Jorr. He was being…well let’s just say he was a bit more friendly than usual. That was kind of disturbing, having the Mandalorian practically worship the ground he walked on.
He got used to the fact that Canderous would hand him his coat whenever he walked out of the ship and Carth would make him a pot of caffa every morning, but just recently, things started getting weird.
Like just this morning, when Jorr stepped out of the shower, he nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw Carth standing in the room, holding a freshly washed bathrobe for him. Jorr had a fine time getting him to leave too, even promising to pilot the Hawk for a month before Carth finally decided to leave.
Then, while he was walking down the corridor to check just how long they had until they made it to the next planet, Canderous practically tackled him to the floor, refusing to get up until Jorr promised to get matching Mandalorian skulls tattooed onto each other, as a symbol of undying loyalty to each other.
Jorr leaned against the wall, thinking about what could have gotten into them. He knew Canderous respected him as a warrior, but he never would have figured he’d see him as more than that. Carth on the other hand, he had no clue why he was acting so weird, but Jorr was determined to get to the bottom of this.
He walked into the common room, being greeted by the sound of Carth and Canderous arguing over something. Right when Jorr walked in, Carth grabbed his arm, pulling him closer to him.
“He loves me, don’t you Jorr?” He asked Jorr, running a hand slowly down his cheek. Jorr looked up shocked. Was this what all this was about? He squirmed, trying to break Carth’s grip on him.
Canderous, not wanting to be out bested by the Republic solider grabbed Jorr out of Carth’s grasp and held him up against his chest tightly, nearly crushing Jorr in his grip.
“In your dreams Republic. It’s me he loves,” Canderous growled at Carth, leaning over and planting a kiss right on Jorr’s lips. That was it for Jorr; this was getting way too weird. He wriggled out of Canderous’ grip and stood away from the two, hands out in front of him.
“What the hell has gotten into you two?” He asked, wiping off his mouth in disgust.
“Well…he likes you right?” Carth asked Jorr, jabbing a finger in Canderous’ direction.
“I like him, but not in that way. I only acted the way I did because I thought you liked him and was trying to get back at you.” Canderous answered.
“Well, I thought the same thing.”
“Wait, so all this time…it was just an act to try and get on one another’s nerves?” Jorr asked, feeling hurt and angry at the same time. They had some nerve, pulling a stunt like that!
“Yeah,” They both answered.
Jorr calmly turned and walked to the doorway, muttering to himself about how certain people were assholes.
“Where you going?” Carth asked him. Canderous just looked at him, waiting for an answer.
“To go find Jolee. Maybe he can help me get on your nerves.”
OooooO
Yes, this was stupid and Carth and Canderous were OOC..
Sorry about that…
Title: The Boy is Mine
Category: Humor
Rating: PG
The Boy is Mine
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Revan’s personality.
Author’s Note: Yes, this has MINOR slash in it. Yes, I’m using a LS Male Revan this time. This also takes place a few days after everyone finds out about the PC being Reven.
OooooO
Jorr Kallros trudged slowly down the corridors of the Ebon Hawk. Ever since the crew found out he was Reven, everyone seemed to change a bit, especially Carth and Canderous.
Carth, with all his trust issues, still casts these little glances in Jorr’s direction once in awhile. Ones that clearly said he wanted to be more than friends. Jorr just brushed those off, figuring he was seeing things.
It was Canderous that worried Jorr. He was being…well let’s just say he was a bit more friendly than usual. That was kind of disturbing, having the Mandalorian practically worship the ground he walked on.
He got used to the fact that Canderous would hand him his coat whenever he walked out of the ship and Carth would make him a pot of caffa every morning, but just recently, things started getting weird.
Like just this morning, when Jorr stepped out of the shower, he nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw Carth standing in the room, holding a freshly washed bathrobe for him. Jorr had a fine time getting him to leave too, even promising to pilot the Hawk for a month before Carth finally decided to leave.
Then, while he was walking down the corridor to check just how long they had until they made it to the next planet, Canderous practically tackled him to the floor, refusing to get up until Jorr promised to get matching Mandalorian skulls tattooed onto each other, as a symbol of undying loyalty to each other.
Jorr leaned against the wall, thinking about what could have gotten into them. He knew Canderous respected him as a warrior, but he never would have figured he’d see him as more than that. Carth on the other hand, he had no clue why he was acting so weird, but Jorr was determined to get to the bottom of this.
He walked into the common room, being greeted by the sound of Carth and Canderous arguing over something. Right when Jorr walked in, Carth grabbed his arm, pulling him closer to him.
“He loves me, don’t you Jorr?” He asked Jorr, running a hand slowly down his cheek. Jorr looked up shocked. Was this what all this was about? He squirmed, trying to break Carth’s grip on him.
Canderous, not wanting to be out bested by the Republic solider grabbed Jorr out of Carth’s grasp and held him up against his chest tightly, nearly crushing Jorr in his grip.
“In your dreams Republic. It’s me he loves,” Canderous growled at Carth, leaning over and planting a kiss right on Jorr’s lips. That was it for Jorr; this was getting way too weird. He wriggled out of Canderous’ grip and stood away from the two, hands out in front of him.
“What the hell has gotten into you two?” He asked, wiping off his mouth in disgust.
“Well…he likes you right?” Carth asked Jorr, jabbing a finger in Canderous’ direction.
“I like him, but not in that way. I only acted the way I did because I thought you liked him and was trying to get back at you.” Canderous answered.
“Well, I thought the same thing.”
“Wait, so all this time…it was just an act to try and get on one another’s nerves?” Jorr asked, feeling hurt and angry at the same time. They had some nerve, pulling a stunt like that!
“Yeah,” They both answered.
Jorr calmly turned and walked to the doorway, muttering to himself about how certain people were assholes.
“Where you going?” Carth asked him. Canderous just looked at him, waiting for an answer.
“To go find Jolee. Maybe he can help me get on your nerves.”
OooooO
Yes, this was stupid and Carth and Canderous were OOC..
Sorry about that…