Treats of the Holiday (X-Men; Bank, Jubes; PG)
Title: "Treats of the Holiday"
Dedicated To: With infinite love to my wonderous, magical, and always inspirational beloved husband, Jack, with whom I'm blessed to be celebrating our seventh anniversary! And, as always, to our darling children, too!
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
Warnings: Slash, Drabblish
Word Count: 359
Date Written: 1 September, 2012
Series: The fourth of Pirate Turner's Halloween stories for 2012
Disclaimer: Robert "Bobby" "Iceman" Drake, Jubilation "Jubilee" Lee, Logan/Wolverine, Dr. Henry "Hank" "Beast" McCoy, the X-Men, and all other recognizable characters mentioned within are © & TM Marvel comics and Disney, not the author; are used without permission; and may not be used without permission. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
"It's not fair!" Jubilee pouted as Hank eavesdropped.
"Yeah!" Though considerably older than his would-be partner in crime, Bobby's lips still formed an equally large pout. "They shouldn't cut adults off from trick or treating!"
"It's a part of the holiday! It -- It's tradition, for cryin' out loud!" Jubes' cry of dismay came out in a snarl, her fangs showing. "But then," she looked eagerly at Bobby, "how can they stop us?"
"By slamming the door in your face. By laughing at you. By refusing you candy."
Jubilee's face fell back down into the pout. Hank suppressed the chuckle rising in his furry throat with a hand over his mouth. "It's not fair," she said again. "I could tell 'em to give us candy or I'd shoot 'em with fireworks!"
Bobby laughed; it took all of Hank's restraint to remain silent. "I don't think Charles would approve!"
"Well, I don't approve of not being able to go trick or treating!"
Hank knocked on their door, then bounded down the hallway. "Who the heck's that?" Jubilee demanded.
"I don't know," Bobby replied truthfully.
"Whoever it is, they better have a damn costume on." She walked over and threw the door open. "Yeah? That's funny. Nobody's here." But then she saw what was left, and her brown eyes shot wide with excitement. She jumped down into a squatting position in the floor and opened the large bag. Candied apples, candy bars, gum, sugar babies, chocolate kisses, M&Ms, Tweezlers, candy corn, and tiny pumpkins immediately started falling out of the bag. "BOBBY!" she shouted in glee. "COME LOOK AT THIS!"
He raced to her side and whooped with excitement. "Jubilee, there is a Great Pumpkin, after all!"
"Yeah," she said, grabbing hand fulls of candy, ripping off its packages, and starting to shove her mouth full. She wondered if the Great Pumpkin had claws or fur while Bobby, also eagerly diving into the candy, knew in his heart that nobody really needs a costume when they're covered with sexy, blue fur. He'd have to thank his lover properly after he and Jubilee both had their stomachs full of the treats of the holiday.
The End
Dedicated To: With infinite love to my wonderous, magical, and always inspirational beloved husband, Jack, with whom I'm blessed to be celebrating our seventh anniversary! And, as always, to our darling children, too!
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
Warnings: Slash, Drabblish
Word Count: 359
Date Written: 1 September, 2012
Series: The fourth of Pirate Turner's Halloween stories for 2012
Disclaimer: Robert "Bobby" "Iceman" Drake, Jubilation "Jubilee" Lee, Logan/Wolverine, Dr. Henry "Hank" "Beast" McCoy, the X-Men, and all other recognizable characters mentioned within are © & TM Marvel comics and Disney, not the author; are used without permission; and may not be used without permission. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
"It's not fair!" Jubilee pouted as Hank eavesdropped.
"Yeah!" Though considerably older than his would-be partner in crime, Bobby's lips still formed an equally large pout. "They shouldn't cut adults off from trick or treating!"
"It's a part of the holiday! It -- It's tradition, for cryin' out loud!" Jubes' cry of dismay came out in a snarl, her fangs showing. "But then," she looked eagerly at Bobby, "how can they stop us?"
"By slamming the door in your face. By laughing at you. By refusing you candy."
Jubilee's face fell back down into the pout. Hank suppressed the chuckle rising in his furry throat with a hand over his mouth. "It's not fair," she said again. "I could tell 'em to give us candy or I'd shoot 'em with fireworks!"
Bobby laughed; it took all of Hank's restraint to remain silent. "I don't think Charles would approve!"
"Well, I don't approve of not being able to go trick or treating!"
Hank knocked on their door, then bounded down the hallway. "Who the heck's that?" Jubilee demanded.
"I don't know," Bobby replied truthfully.
"Whoever it is, they better have a damn costume on." She walked over and threw the door open. "Yeah? That's funny. Nobody's here." But then she saw what was left, and her brown eyes shot wide with excitement. She jumped down into a squatting position in the floor and opened the large bag. Candied apples, candy bars, gum, sugar babies, chocolate kisses, M&Ms, Tweezlers, candy corn, and tiny pumpkins immediately started falling out of the bag. "BOBBY!" she shouted in glee. "COME LOOK AT THIS!"
He raced to her side and whooped with excitement. "Jubilee, there is a Great Pumpkin, after all!"
"Yeah," she said, grabbing hand fulls of candy, ripping off its packages, and starting to shove her mouth full. She wondered if the Great Pumpkin had claws or fur while Bobby, also eagerly diving into the candy, knew in his heart that nobody really needs a costume when they're covered with sexy, blue fur. He'd have to thank his lover properly after he and Jubilee both had their stomachs full of the treats of the holiday.
The End