Title: Mud Bath!

Disclaimer: Don't own anything.

Rating: FRT

Summary: Neela's had a bad day, the last thing she needs now is a clogged shower. Too bad Ray hasn't warned her about it…My attempt at a light RayNeela one-shot.

Just a little random one - shot idea that came to me earlier today. Based on the happier, more carefree times of Ray and Neela when they were still roomies. Hope you like :)


Mud Bath!

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Neela groaned inwardly as she crawled tiredly up the stairs to the apartment, 'shit, shit, shit,' she thought as she fumbled carelessly for her keys after all, after being shat on by a bird, having to deal with four traumas, two deaths, not to add being stuck in an elevator for two hours with Morris, and having the El come an hour late, her day couldn't possibly get any worse. Now all she wanted to do was have a long, hot shower and veg out on the couch.

She heard Ray's key in the door as she entered the shower, looking forward to feeling the slightest amount of freshness after 12 hours. She sighed, feeling the nice, warm…clumps of mud falling rapidly around her. AHHHH…She instantly turned it off, but it didn't stop the torrent of mucky mud and water covering her head to toe.

"RAY!"

Within a second she had jumped out, had a hastily thrown robe around her and had stormed out of the shower.

"RAY!"

Ray timidly peered at her from behind the couch with a sheepish look on his face.

"Uh, I uh, forgot to mention that the shower's out, must be clogged or something, I uh, already called the plumber, he – Neela I know you're mad but could you please stop staring at me like that? It's scaring me…"

"Like what, Ray? Like I'm not ready to kill you with my bear hands?" she retorted.

"Okay, I know you're annoyed but -"

"Annoyed? You think I'm annoyed? I bloody passed being annoyed this morning when I was bombarded with bird shit!" she yelled.

"Look, Neela, I'm – wait, ha-ha, the birds finally got you? I told you that your day would one day come." Ray laughed.

She glared at him.

"Well, I'm glad that you find this humorous. You know the least you could have done was warned me about it! Not waiting to tell me until after I'd experienced it!"

"But I did tell you, okay, maybe not exactly," he said meekly. "But I left a post – it note on the fridge…" he protested.

"Oh, yeah, Ray. Sure, after a 12 hour shift the first place I go is to the fridge to see if you've left me a damn post – it note!" Neela retorted.

"I don't know how many times I'm going to have to say it but I'm sorry!"

"Sorry?! That doesn't really cut it when I smell like a bloody sewer!" Neela shouted, as she grabbed her towel and attacked her hair, in a poor attempt to get the mud out of it. "Just when I start to think that this day couldn't get any better." Neela muttered angrily.

Ray tried to cover up the smile he was hiding.

"Well, would it help if I told you that you look ridiculously cute when you're mad and covered in mud?" he asked.

"No…but it helped…" she told him, with a small smile.

"Well, since I seem to be charming you, I have a gig tomorrow night so I'm offering you the honour of covering my shift." he said.

Neela laughed at him and she turned to walk around to her room.

"Pfft, yeah, right. It didn't help that much."


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