Title: Not Even One Tomato (She Must Have A Terrible Life)
Pairing/Characters: Colby, Megan
Rating: G
Summary: Megan donned a sympathetic expression for all of ten seconds.
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: 3x01 "Trust Metric"
Prompt: #127 Spy at
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Notes/Warnings: Possibly the easiest and quickest thing I've ever written, and I blame it all on the fact that I really should be doing my homework right now. Unbetaed. Title and cut-tag will (hopefully) be explained by the fic itself. :-)
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. This is only for fun.
"That's not funny," Colby grumbled, shifting to sit up against the carefully fluffed stack of pillows on his bed.
Megan donned a sympathetic expression for all of ten seconds before breaking into a grin. "It's a little funny," she said. "C'mon. It was my favorite when I was a kid."
He looked at her, kicking the bed a little. "Yeah, well, no offense, but you're a girl. I'm all man, and I'm not going to sit here and listen to--"
"I think you'll like it," she said, and began. "'Harriet was trying to explain to Sport how to play Town....'"