Title: Strike A Pose
Topic: Villains
Rating: G
Word Count: 298
Pairing: Paulie ---> Iceburg
Kiwi and Mohzu love summertime in the shipyard. Shirts come off, men wander around shining in their bare-chested glory and Paulie gets hot and bothered and very easy to wind up. Summer just wouldn’t be the same without the heat and the sound of Paulie yapping like an overgrown terrier.
Though this year, there seemed to have been some…developments in the shipyard. Paulie was oblivious to their antics today, staring at something in the near distance with his mouth gaping so wide open it was a miracle he hadn’t lost his cigar. The twins rested themselves on his shoulders and followed his line of vision. Iceburg had emerged from behind a pile of timber propping a plank on his shoulder, bare-chested, muscles flexed and compensating for all the time wrapped in shirt.
The twins stared at Paulie. Kiwi smirked at Mohzu. Mohzu grinned at Kiwi. And with a flash of telepathy that only twins seem to know, an idea had passed between them.
“Wow Mohzu, don’t you think Iceburg’s pretty fit for his age? I’ve never seen muscles that well toned.”
The shoulder that Kiwi was resting on twitched.
“Well you know what they say: men mature with age.”
The beginnings of a neon red blush were running out from behind Paulie’s ears.
“He must have dozens of women chasing him; I bet he has the pick of them.”
The appropriate nerve honed in on and struck, Paulie flared up, finding his tongue again quite spectacularly.
“Y-YOU, YOU SHAMELESS WOMEN! HOW CAN YOU TALK ABOUT ICEBURG LIKE THAT?! SHOW SOME RESPECT YOU, YOU…VILLAINS!”
Then he stormed off leaving the Square Sisters giggling uncontrollably. They didn’t mind the insult too much. Aside from it being adorable, something told them that this would probably be their most interesting summer yet.