WARNING : This is a slash fic, meaning male/male their will be sexual content at some point. Also rated for language and violence. Read at your own risk.

It was another typical night at the museum in the hall of miniatures, a war was taking place between the Wild West and the Roman Empire. The leader of the Wild West diorama, Jedediah, was facing off against his long time rival Octavius, General of the Roman Empire exhibit. Jedediah narrowly dodged the swing of the other mans blade as it nearly came into contact with his face. " You son'of a bitch, ya nearly took ma head off!" Jed declared as he went to punch the Roman in the face with his gloved leather hand but it was caught by the other man. Jed narrowed his eyes darkly.

" Maybe tthat's the idea." Octavius countered as he took the cowboys wrist in his hand and twisted it backwards. Jedediah let out a gunt as pain pain shot up his arm. He went to hit the Roman with his other hand only to have that one caught as well. 'Well shit.' He thought to himself. Jedediah looked at the Roman Generals face to see that the man was just smirking at him. 'Smug basturd, thinks he's won already.' Jedediah thought bitterly and glared daggers at Octavius. " Not very bright are you? " Octavius taunted amd Jedediah growled in his throat. How dare he !

Jedediah thought of something at the last second and kneed the Roman in the croch, nearly knocking the wind out of the older man. With a breif distraction, Jedediah tried to pull himself free from Octavius' grip but it wouldn't budge. " Let go!" Jedediah yelled as he pulled on his wrists to free them, but instead lost his footing and fell down on his back bring Octavius with him so that the General was on top of him and between his fallen open legs. Jedediah hit his head on the fall down and was disoriented for a brief moment.

Octavius took this moment to effectively pin the stunned cowboy down by his wrists. When he saw that the dazed look was starting to leave the cowboys ocean blue eyes, he smirked once more at his fallen adversary. The Roman tried not to pay any mind to their new found position, but couldn't help as his smirk grew. Even if Jedediah was his life long enemy, there was no denying that the cowboy was attractive. Oh how Octavius had only fantasized about having the younger male under him so that he could have his wicked way with him. Make him beg for him and chant his name like it was some sort of prayer. Yeah, Octavius didn't lust after the cowboy at all.

But now is not the time for those thoughts, he was a General after all and he is in the middle of a war where he must be professional and if Octavius was good at anything, it was that. " Give up yet, cowbrat ?"

Jedediah bristled and bared his teeth. He ain't no BRAT! How dare that skirt wearing sissy insult him in such a way. " I ain't no brat you skirt wearing sissy! Now get off me!" Jedediah tried with all his might to push the Roman off but his attempts were fruitless because Octavius didn't even move an inch. His wrists were pinned down so hard he could barely feel them. He tried useing his whole body to see if he could at least flip them over but yet again he didn't move. It was when he arched his back to try and flip them did Jedediah get a good look at the position thatthey were in. He gulped and felt his face get warm and flush lightly.

This isn't good.

" What's the matter Jedediah? Losing your touch in battle?" Octavius mocked, smirk still in place.

" No!" The cowboy tucked his legs in between the space of both their chests and with both feet kicked up, sending Octavius falling off of him but unfortunately taking him with the General. Now Jed was on top and - unintentionally- straddling Octavius' midsection. He freed his hands and grabed Octavius by the shoulders and just started banging him against the floor. The sound of metal from the others helmet was the only thing he could hear in that moment.

Octavius came to his senses and took a hold of Jedediahs hands and stopped the cowboy from banging him into the floor. He then pinned the cowboys hands at each side of his head making Jed lean over him. To say that their new position could be taken sexually was an understatement. Jedediah flushed slighty again at the new position and glared at Octavius. " Let ma hands go varmint! " He demanded as he tried to get away yet again. Jedediah looked into the chocolate brown eyes of the man who wouldn't release him amd absently wondered how eyes so gentle could belong to a man so vile.

Woah. The hell?

Jedediah shook his head. He couldn't be habing thoughts like that, especially about Octavius. He hated him. Right? Oh who was Jed kidding, the older man had eyes that could melt a snowcone on a hot Texas day. But there was NO WAY he was ever going to act on those feelings. For many reasons, one being he didn't want to know what his men would think of him liking other men. And two being he didn't want to risk getting rejected by the Roman. So he figured it would be best to try and hate the man with every fibre of his being if he couldn't have what he wanted and possibly ruin his reputation in the process.

Loud foot steps brought him out of his thoughts and it must of caught Octavius' as well, for the Romans grip went slack. Jedediah huried to his feet and stood away from the Roman and watched as Larry approached them. " Hey guys, it's nearly sunrise, get your men together and go back to your dioramas." Larry ordered.

" Sure thing Gigantor!" Jed hollared up before turning to his men. " Alright boys, s' nough fer one night. Make yer way home!" He oredered and his men stopped and went back to the wild west.

" Romans too!" Octavius ordered his men who started to go back to Rome. " This isn't over cowboy." Octavius said as he walked away.

" You bet it isn't ya skirt wearing sissy! " Jedediah yelled from where he stood, making his way back to his diorama. As he stood into place from the day ahead, images of what took place crossed his mind and he flushed when he remembered being underneath Octavius. How his chocolate brown eyes boar into his ocean blue ones and how he nearly fit perfectly between the cowboys legs. Jedediah let out a groan of frustration.

This was going to be a problem.