A/N: Am officially addicted to Josh/Cooper. *waves flag* I've also been on
a kick about writing stories set in chemistry lab. Therefore, if you don't
understand any of this scientific stuff, sorry. Based on an interesting
observation I made regarding glycerin lubricant, glass elbows, and rubber
stoppers. Mrr-ow.
Muse: You need help, my child.
"Josh!"
Josh turned around. Cooper was waving from the door.
"When are you done?"
Josh sighed. It was just his luck that his boyfriend - his *secret* boyfriend by the way, although somehow the whole dorm knew about them - would walk into the chemistry lab when he was working.
"In a while."
"Okay, I'll stay and watch."
Josh began to protest, but then thought better of it. Cooper would stay anyways, just to annoy him. "Alright. . ."
He turned back to the burner and glass tubing. He stuck one end of the glass tubing in the flame to fire-polish it.
"Whatcha doing?"
"Fire-polishing."
"What's that?"
"Didn't you learn *anything* in high school?"
"Nope."
Josh sighed again. "It rounds off the ends of the glass so they're not as sharp." He paused. "Do you think you could try not to talk? I want to finish this quickly - I have ten of these things to make. I have to fire- polish them, then bend them, and then put them in rubber stoppers."
Cooper nodded, and "zipped his lips."
"Thanks." Josh again went back to the glass and the burner. He soon had ten glass elbows lying on the table, fire-polished and all.
"Cooper, could you look in that drawer over there and grab a few rubber stoppers? The ones with the holes in them?"
Cooper, still silent, nodded and got out the stoppers. He handed them to Josh.
"Thanks." Josh dabbed some glycerin on the end of an elbow and began twisting it through the hole in the stopper. He'd gotten through three of them before he noticed Cooper was hardly even moving.
Josh looked over. Cooper was staring, wide-eyed, at Josh's hands pushing the glass elbow through the stopper.
"Cooper. . .?" Josh asked. The boy's head shot up. "Are you okay?"
Cooper shook his head.
"What is it?" Cooper said nothing. "Alright, you can talk, dammit. . ."
Cooper's left eye began to twitch. "Do you know what that looks like?"
"What?"
"That!" Cooper pointed. "I mean, come on. Think."
Josh thought. "No, what?"
A sinister look crossed Cooper's face. "Do I have to show you? Or maybe I should just say something about the phallic symbolism."
Josh looked down. Then he gaped.
"Cooper! You perv!" He dropped the stopper and the tubing. The glass shattered on the floor. "You - you - why the hell did you do that? Gah!"
"Excuse me, you aren't the one to talk about perverted things," Cooper said pointedly. "I seem to remember that one time-"
"Cooper, shut up."
"That time that you-"
"I'm warning you."
"You-"
Josh did the one thing that he knew would shut Cooper up: he leaned over and kissed him.
When Josh drew back, Cooper grinned.
"Do glass elbows and rubber stoppers turn you on or what?"
Josh growled at him.
"Here, puppy puppy. . . come and play. . ."
Josh growled louder. "Just wait until tonight, Cooper, just you wait. You are going to die."
Cooper clasped his hands together. "Really? Because I remember one thing from French class - oh actually two! Voulez-vous coucher avec moi and le petit mort! Oh Joshy, this is going to be fun!"
Josh just rolled his eyes, and wondered how things had degenerated this much.
A/N: Chibi-cooper! Can't you just see him with big sparkly eyes and hands clasped and. . . aww. . . how cute. Oh, and dearest cousin Kitty, what are you insinuating with your "why do you only write happy fics about these two?" comment? Enh?
Muse: You need help, my child.
"Josh!"
Josh turned around. Cooper was waving from the door.
"When are you done?"
Josh sighed. It was just his luck that his boyfriend - his *secret* boyfriend by the way, although somehow the whole dorm knew about them - would walk into the chemistry lab when he was working.
"In a while."
"Okay, I'll stay and watch."
Josh began to protest, but then thought better of it. Cooper would stay anyways, just to annoy him. "Alright. . ."
He turned back to the burner and glass tubing. He stuck one end of the glass tubing in the flame to fire-polish it.
"Whatcha doing?"
"Fire-polishing."
"What's that?"
"Didn't you learn *anything* in high school?"
"Nope."
Josh sighed again. "It rounds off the ends of the glass so they're not as sharp." He paused. "Do you think you could try not to talk? I want to finish this quickly - I have ten of these things to make. I have to fire- polish them, then bend them, and then put them in rubber stoppers."
Cooper nodded, and "zipped his lips."
"Thanks." Josh again went back to the glass and the burner. He soon had ten glass elbows lying on the table, fire-polished and all.
"Cooper, could you look in that drawer over there and grab a few rubber stoppers? The ones with the holes in them?"
Cooper, still silent, nodded and got out the stoppers. He handed them to Josh.
"Thanks." Josh dabbed some glycerin on the end of an elbow and began twisting it through the hole in the stopper. He'd gotten through three of them before he noticed Cooper was hardly even moving.
Josh looked over. Cooper was staring, wide-eyed, at Josh's hands pushing the glass elbow through the stopper.
"Cooper. . .?" Josh asked. The boy's head shot up. "Are you okay?"
Cooper shook his head.
"What is it?" Cooper said nothing. "Alright, you can talk, dammit. . ."
Cooper's left eye began to twitch. "Do you know what that looks like?"
"What?"
"That!" Cooper pointed. "I mean, come on. Think."
Josh thought. "No, what?"
A sinister look crossed Cooper's face. "Do I have to show you? Or maybe I should just say something about the phallic symbolism."
Josh looked down. Then he gaped.
"Cooper! You perv!" He dropped the stopper and the tubing. The glass shattered on the floor. "You - you - why the hell did you do that? Gah!"
"Excuse me, you aren't the one to talk about perverted things," Cooper said pointedly. "I seem to remember that one time-"
"Cooper, shut up."
"That time that you-"
"I'm warning you."
"You-"
Josh did the one thing that he knew would shut Cooper up: he leaned over and kissed him.
When Josh drew back, Cooper grinned.
"Do glass elbows and rubber stoppers turn you on or what?"
Josh growled at him.
"Here, puppy puppy. . . come and play. . ."
Josh growled louder. "Just wait until tonight, Cooper, just you wait. You are going to die."
Cooper clasped his hands together. "Really? Because I remember one thing from French class - oh actually two! Voulez-vous coucher avec moi and le petit mort! Oh Joshy, this is going to be fun!"
Josh just rolled his eyes, and wondered how things had degenerated this much.
A/N: Chibi-cooper! Can't you just see him with big sparkly eyes and hands clasped and. . . aww. . . how cute. Oh, and dearest cousin Kitty, what are you insinuating with your "why do you only write happy fics about these two?" comment? Enh?