[Fic] Don't You Think I'm Worth It?
Title: Don't You Think I'm Worth it ?
Characters: Elle / Sylar , Elle / Peter , Elle / Adam , The Haitian
Rating: R ( just to be safe )
Summary: acinogan who put up with my crappy grammar ( here is your basket of cookies )
[+]This fic is written for my two lovely friends di_elleand
force_oblique based on some cracky conversation we had that took place somewhere here on lj , Hope that its what you wanted ;D
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It was just another day at the Company and Elle was sitting at her desk drinking her favorite drink, Cherry Slush-O, when she heard a knock on the door.
She quickly hid the Slush-O and tried to look like she was working. "Come in," she said, then, "Oh, hey, boys, I thought you were Bennet," with a wide smile on her face.
In front of her were her three favorite handsome men: Sylar, Peter, and Adam.
"Elle, sweetheart--" Peter started, but was cut off.
"We need to talk with you," Sylar continued, but then he was cut off as well.
"You have been dating us all for two months now," Adam then completed the statement.
"We don't want to push things," Peter started again.
"But you need to choose one of us," Sylar stressed, cutting off Peter.
"And it must be today." Adam finished.
Elle didn't know what had come over them, maybe they figured out that she was never going to choose between them, that she was just stalling. She had been enjoying being with each one of them - the dating, the gifts and the sex - not all the men at the same time, though she always wished she could! But the 3 of them voted against that idea whenever she brought it up.
Elle didn't like the way they had come up with all this behind her back. She felt ambushed. She had no idea how she would choose between them. Each one of them had his own qualities and his own charm.
She was silent for about five minutes as she tried to figure out a way to choose. The trio started to get worried as they stared at her, waiting to know who she would choose.
When Elle started to speak, all eyes were on her, eager to know what she would say, which Elle found amusing.
“I have an idea! Why don't you fight for me?" At that, Sylar's and Peter's eyes lit up and Adam just looked like a dead man, there was no way he could compete with them; he could only regenerate and the other two were very powerful.
Sylar knew he was stronger than Peter (no matter what Peter said). His dark side always came in handy in fights, but then his daydreaming was cut off when Elle spoke again: "POWERLESS!"
The three men stared at her with their mouths open, and all of sudden a smirk tugged at Adam's lips since he was pretty skilled when it came to a man-to-man fight; he had been, after all, a warrior (once upon a time). Peter gave Elle his best sad puppy face, trying to convince her to change her mind about this. There was no way he could fight powerless, he was a nurse, for fuck's sake!
Sylar knew he wasn't good in a man-to-man fight. Fighter wasn't in the watchmaker job description, and as Sylar he was always dependent on his abilities, but he thought if he had ('the' take that out) confidence and fought dirty he might win after all.
"We have a deal, then?" Elle asked. "YES!" Adam said enthusiastically, but Peter and Sylar just nodded.
They all went down to the gym/training room. Elle asked the Haitian to attend the event to ensure the boys didn’t use their powers. She didn't want to tell him the purpose of their fight, so she lied and told him that they needed some training to enhance their fighting skills.
Sylar and Peter fought each other first and whoever won would fight Adam, since he was the skilled one. Both Sylar and Peter insisted on wearing protective helmets and boxing gloves, and at that Adam laughed his ass off; they were being such babies! Peter was really scared that Sylar was going to ruin his pretty face, and Sylar was worried about his hands (he still had that hobby of fixing watches that needed good steady hands).
However, Elle refused. "You will fight like real men. Don't you think I'm worth it?!" And with a question like that, they couldn't argue anymore or they would look like serious pussies.
"Before you start, I have just two rules: don't play dirty and no hitting below the belt. Is that clear?!" Elle stressed the second rule and the trio simply nodded. She really didn't want their goodies harmed; there would be no fun in that.
"1, 2, 3, FIGHT!" Elle said loudly to get them to start fighting. The fight started out good just like Elle had hoped!
Sylar made a couple of good swings at Peter, though most of them didn't hit Peter at all. He was making a huge effort, though. All of a sudden, one of Sylar’s punches connected, hitting Peter in the face.
"Fuck, Sylar, NOT MY FACE!" Peter snapped at him. He was really angry that Sylar was playing dirty. Adam found it quite amusing and entertaining to see Peter being such a wuss.
Elle just rolled her eyes at them; she thought it would be more exciting than this.
Peter tried to swing at Sylar and hit him in the face too, but for some reason the fist turned into a flat hand and Peter accidentally bitch slapped Sylar.
Sylar stood there astonished. That wasn't in the rules. He put his hand on his face where he'd just been slapped. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!!" Sylar was extremely angry with Peter.
Adam was dying (if he ever could) from laughing at them. Sylar turned out to be a wuss without his powers also.
After that the fight turned into basically a catfight. Sylar shoved Peter. Peter lunged at Sylar, slapping him again since it worked the first time. Sylar reached out and got a handful of hair and used it to pull Peter down, lowering him to the ground. Peter reached out, slapping at Sylar again.
Their arms were tangled together and someone cried out in pain when one of them bit the other; odds were on Sylar for that move. Shockingly, it was Peter who bit Sylar.
Elle - unlike Adam - found it extremely irritating to notice how the hell her strong powerful men ended up fighting like teenage girls. She wasn't amused at all! Adam took the chance to win Elle over as Peter and Sylar tumbled around on the floor. She knew he could fight much better than the girl’s fight that was going on in front of them. Adam leaned next to her ear and whispered, "C'mon, let me buy you dinner." He was using his charm on her now.
Elle sighed as she watched Peter and Sylar fight like that, and when Adam whispered in her ears, her eyes brightened. Lucky her, she still had one man left.
Elle nodded happily at his suggestion. "Italian?!" she asked, since Italian food was always her favorite.
"Anything you want, love,” Adam told her as they walked away together.
He pulled her closer to him and put his arm around her shoulder, then turned back to smirk at the two losers that were still rolling around on the floor like little bitches.
Sylar and Peter paused when they heard the clicking of Elle's heels. They stared at the other pair in disbelief as she left with Adam, who looked back at them to tease them with a wink.
They were dumbfounded, not believing what had just happened. They had done all that for nothing?! Peter's face was still hurting from the punches he'd gotten from Sylar, and Sylar's hands were really hurting him. Peter was a real bitch when it came to biting. The two men left the room, hurt and heartbroken.
Luckily for them, it was less than two weeks before Elle started to flirt with them again. One thing led to another and they were back to square one.
Elle wasn't the type to settle on only one man, but Adam couldn't really argue; they had their powers back now, and he had to share, even if he didn't like it.
But at least that way, they were all happy and most importantly, each of them was in one piece.