Disclaimer: Starship & all related characters are property of Starkid productions.

Author's note: Pickles was written in response to Joe Moses' recount of his 'Great Pigeon Adventure' which can be found on his Tumblr account.


Pickles

"What are you doing in my bed?"
Not something you want to wake up to first thing in the morning.
Specs was jolted out of sleep and turned to her left to see, well ask since she didn't have her glasses on, what Krayonder was on about now. Krayonder was nowhere in sight; but there was a pigeon on the bed next to her cooing softly. Specs pressed her face back into the pillow; it was too early for this. Besides, Krayonder saw it first, that made the pigeon his problem.

After an extra sixteen minutes of sleep Specs woke to find neither Krayonder nor the bird in the bedroom. She stretched and, grabbing her glasses off the bed side table, made her way to the kitchen. She yawned and put her glasses on. She blinked at the sight in their kitchen/living room. Krayonder, clad only in a pair of jeans, was facing off against the bird armed only with a broom. There was a lot of bird poop on their stuff. Specs quietly decided that they'd both need coffee after this. She watched with a freshly brewed cup as the remainder of the conflict played out; only briefly having to duck when the bird landed on the coffee machine next to her. Finally Krayonder managed to push the bird out the window. He looked very proud of himself.

After he'd gotten his own cup of coffee he turned to her.
"Dude, why didn't you help me?"
Specs smirked at him. "Surely you jest. That was more entertaining than the time the Commander was ambushed by a squirrel."

BFF

He came home to a gamer's size portion of snack foods and soft drink covering the coffee table, and Specs engrossed in an on-line fire fight game of W.I.N.G.S Combat 12-A, dressed only in a t-shirt and a pair of boxers, listening to show-tunes with her headphones on. He gave a little laugh at her and dropped the paper bag of groceries on the counter. He opened the fridge, making note of the reminder he'd stuck to it about poker with the guys tonight, and took a swig of milk from the jug.
"Hellz yes! Powned noobs!" Specs suddenly stood up, throwing her arms into the air and knocking her headphones off in the process. Krayonder laughed. Specs gave a little jump. She hadn't noticed him come in. But then she grinned and made her way towards the bedroom.
"Come on."
Krayonder blinked. "Huh?"
"You're very slow sometimes. I wish to celebrate my epic pownage with coitus." Specs pulled her shirt off and raised an eyebrow at him.
"I assume you're willing of course." Krayonder grinned at her, she nodded and continued off. Krayonder followed undoing his belt. Life was good.