AN: Writing this made me so happy, guys.
"En garde!" Chase shouted, brandishing a vaguely sword shaped piece of pineapple. Rory parried with a stick of celery, rapping him on the hand. Chase responded with a strike to her head. Pineapple juice trickled down Rory's face. She gasped in surprise, but then a feral smile spread across her face.
Uh oh, he had unleashed the beast.
"Take that!" Rory cried, snatching up another celery stick and coming at him with a two-pronged attack. They pranced around the kitchen, knocking over the chairs and using them as weapons.
Even though chase had had more years of experience in sword fighting than Rory but he was hard pressed to fend off the ferocity of her attacks. And Chase had to admit that if he had a list of what he would use in a sword fight pineapple would be at the very bottom. His 'sword' was bent and flopping around erratically. One of the reasons Rory hadn't beaten him to a pulp yet was probably because she was laughing too hard to hit him properly.
Whack! Half of his pineapple flew across the room. Both Rory and Chase stared at the rest of the 'sword' stump in his hand before looking at each other. A second passed before they both burst out laughing hysterically.
It wasn't until later that they found the pineapple in the soup that they had been cooking for dinner.