The Play's The Thing
Fandom : The Losers
Characters : Jensen and Cougar
Word Count : 250
Written for the prompt : Author's choice, author's choice, "Alas poor, Horatio, I knew thee well" (Hamlet, William Shakespeare) (quote fixed to Shakespeare's version in the fic)
Summary : Cougar and Jensen are on a mission, Jensen is bored and then there is Shakespeare or more rightly Hamlet (who doesn't appear in person).
Disclaimer : All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. No money is being made from this work. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Note: Not sure I like this one, but there was a comment fic challenge and I was writing as many as I could. . .
The Play's The Thing
Jensen sighed, pressed a final few keystrokes and leant back, rubbing at his eyes wearily. "Though this be madness, yet there is method in 't."
Cougar looked across, confused. "What?"
"You think Clay's right with this? You really think it's gonna work? I got my doubts, man."
"Sì."
"Brevity is the soul of wit."
Cougar frowned across at him. "Are you ready or not?"
"Doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love". Cougar stood up and crossed the room, flicking the back of Jensen's ear. "Ouch! Sneaky sniper!"
"Are you ready?"
"Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!" There was a pause and then Jensen added, "Consider it done."
The sound of a distant explosion in the compound was met with a sigh, then Jensen added, ""He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a green-grass tuft; At his heels a stone."
Cougar sighed, before, closing the lid on Jensen's laptop and giving the tech a shove to get him moving. "Alright, alright, I'm coming. I did what you wanted, I made poor Yorick die a traumatic death. What's the hurry?"
Cougar didn't say anything, just gave him another shove and the two of them began to run towards the pickup point to meet the rest of the team.