A Day In the Life of the Renegades

What I Hate...

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters but have had similar conversations to this one.

"I hate…sauerkraut." Quil says out of the blue. Every once in a while we all take a break from patrolling Chateau de Cullen and just hang out a bit. I was actually planning on catching up on a few Z's until Jake and the gang showed up – scratch that I'm still planning on taking my nap while watching 'Man On Fire'. I've learned that these boys' heads are sometimes filled with odd random thoughts that either revolve around food, sex, girls, cars, food, games, sex and food again. Apparently, Quil feels like complaining about Old Quil's choice for dinner last night.

"I hate the color orange, what's your point?" Embry asks with a growl. Looking at him he obviously was nap bound too until Quil interrupted him.

"Just some random thought that popped up." Quil admits with a smile as he stretches out in the recliner.

"But it's good for you." Seth states from the floor not turning away from the movie.

"Still doesn't mean I have to like 'em." Quil answers back.

"And what's wrong with orange?" Seth asks choosing to ignore Quil and focus on Embry, still without taking his eyes off of the TV. I snuggle into the back of the couch with a huge yawn that brings tears to my eyes.

"It's an annoying and obnoxious color like pink. 'Sides it's a fruit and not a color." Embry states throwing out.

"A color can be annoying and obnoxious?" Seth questions finally looking away from the TV.

"Yea, it can."

"Wait…wasn't your lucky shirt orange?" Jacob asks from the other end of the couch with a chuckle.

"No! It wasn't lucky my mom just kept telling me that I looked good in it and…so I wore it." Embry snaps mumbling the last part. The three guys laugh at Embry as I get ready to slip off into slumber. But, I'm rudely awakened by sharp slap to the face. Opening my eyes I see Jake's feet in my face. The bastard is trying to lay out on the couch with me? I glare down at him but he only smiles and shrugs back at me. Obviously my death glare is ineffective when I'm tired – duly noted. So instead I scoot down and instead of using the arm rest as my pillow I'm going to use Almighty Alpha's shins. They're nowhere near as soft but at least my neck won't be at too much of an odd angle to cause me some problems later.

"What do you hate Seth?" Quil questions as I let out another big yawn. God, I hope I'm not getting to the point where I'm too tired to even sleep. That would suck.

"Uh…nothing." Seth says after some thought.

"Nothing?" Quil asks in disbelief.

"That's bull." Embry says nudging Seth roughly with his foot.

"No, there's nothing that I hate. Why should I hate anything?"

"I hate infomercials." Jacob throws out earning strange looks. Even I have to look down at him with a 'say what?' expression – please note still tired. "Yea, they're stupid and pointless. Most of that crap isn't even worth the shipping and handling that they always want you to pay. Like the so-called new 'Feet-tastic'." Jacob says with the faked enthusiasm of a commercial. "They actually expect people to shell out twenty bucks so that their heels won't crack? Puh-lease, its cocoa butter. I can run to the nearest corner store and buy a tube for like $5 bucks but because it's from the 'Far East' and some other BS people should 'order now'." Jacob says and I nod my head agreeing with him. Infomercials are full of shit but instead of voicing my agreement I shift uncomfortably between the back of the couch and Jacob's legs.

"That's…logical…I suppose." Seth admits slowly nodding his head.

"Alright, Lee, it's your turn." Jacob says jerking me with his leg. Damnit! And I was so close.

"Turn for what?" I ask groggily.

"What do you hate?" Jacob asks and I can hear the sarcastic humor in his voice. Since my transformation I've became known for hating everyone and everything; which isn't totally true. I just hated Sam and Emily while everyone and everything else only highly annoyed me. But the truth is things have gotten better and I guess it's just these small little moments that make everything semi-okay. I don't feel so alone by playing video games with Quil and Embry, reminiscing with Seth and finally joking and arguing with Jacob. So since I'm only half-way alert I decide to answer with what I hate right now. The thing that is making it hard for me to get comfortable and take a nap.

"Boobs." I answer flatly and manage to maneuver my right boob under Jacob's leg. Now they're together and that's how they like it.

"Wait, what did you say?" Embry asks sitting up and looking at me.

"Boobs." I state again before snuggling into Jacob's leg. This is so much better.

"Boobs as in like…'idiots'? Or like your boobs, boobs?" Quil asks.

"As in my boobs. They get in the way, they get tender and they make finding the right shirt a bitch." I explain with a small pout. Sure the guys may like 'em but sometimes they're more of a hindrance if anything. And then sometimes I wind up pinching myself getting one caught between…I don't know. Hell, it happens when I sleep wild I guess. Thus why I hate them right now. They are making it hard for me to sleep on Jacob's legs, damnit.

"Wow…that's like a guy hating his balls. Weird." Embry comments looking up at the ceiling in thought.

"I don't hate them." Jacob says as if that is supposed to make everything all better.

"Jake, why?" Seth asks looking at Jacob in disbelief while shaking his head.

"Well…I don't." Jacob says shrugging his shoulders.

"I'm sure that makes the Twins feel very appreciative." I say as my eyes only get heavier.

"Wait, you name them too?" Quil asks sitting up at full attention as I nod my head.

"No different then you guys naming your penis." I say finally drifting off to sleep. I'm not sure what else is said after I drift off but I'm sure someone will catch me up when I run patrol again. Like I said boys' heads are full of random shit. So are girls too, I guess, but I will admit it's definitely the random stuff that makes days like these interesting.

A/N: So this idea hit me really really late one night. Typed it up and then just like everything else it was saved and forgotten until an interesting conversation on Twitter broke out. Thanks to Reijilie for talking my lazy ass into just posting it. So this is really just going to be a series of pack drabble because when with friends and especially guys no topic is truly taboo. Spoken from personal experience. But you know what to do. Read, fav/alert/REVIEW! I'd much prefer a review but I do appreciate the alerts and faves - but lemme know what you like about my stories and ideas.