Cashews
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Author's Note: IT'S WORKING AGAIN! Well, I was bored before class (3/24) and came up with this. Oh and my giving up drarry for lent lasted 1 day. LOL!
A/N2: And I recommend that you look up Dane Cook's cashew joke on YouTube. You will understand the drabble better if you do.
"Draco, what are you doing?"
"I'm eating cashews. Can't you see the jar?"
"Yes, I see them. But what are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm trying to aim them into my mouth."
"Yes, but—"
"Look, Harry. I'm trying to concentrate. I'm aiming a little too high and the cashew keeps flying over my head. Now, can you please be quiet?"
"Sure."
Harry moved from the entryway of the kitchen and took a seat at the table. He stared at his boyfriend of 3 years in wild fascination.
"Why does this look familiar?" mumbled Harry.
"Funny you should say," Draco replied, obviously overhearing Harry, "I looked up that comedian you liked so much. What's his name? It starts with a 'D'?"
"Dane Cook?"
"Yes! That's the name. Anyway, I looked it up on that web thing you got us."
"A computer."
"Yeah, whatever. Stop interrupting. I looked it up and I found this joke. And I wanted to see if it could work, but I've been trying for hours."
"How long have you been trying?"
"Since we had lunch."
Harry's eyes widen. He couldn't believe Draco was like this for half the day and he didn't know. I could have been getting some action instead of going to work.
"YES! I did it! Harry, did you see?"
"Uh, yeah, I saw. Good job."
"Good job? Just good? I catapulted a cashew into my mouth using my cock, and all you can say is good?"
"Awesome job?"
"That's better. Now, how about you comfort my flinging device? I've been pulling it all day without any results."
Now, Harry thought, we're getting somewhere.
~fin