Spy let himself be dragged ungracefully through the field by Sniper. He couldn't say no, not with the warm hand in his and the even warmer smile on Sniper's face. Eventually, Sniper stopped at a nondescript point, "Perfect!"

"What? It's all the same."

"Show's what you know," Sniper dropped to the ground and tugged on his lover's hand, "C'mon."

With an exaggerated sigh that was just for show, Spy settled down on the grass, "Do I finally get to know why we are here? I'd much prefer your company somewhere a bit more… private."

Sniper lightly slapped Spy's arm, "Get yer mind outta the gutter! If what we got's supposed to be a relationship, then we hafta do boyfriend stuff."

"Like this."

"Exactly!"

"So what is this?"

"Lie down. You'll see."

Once Spy complied, Sniper pointed at the sky, "Weather's perfect today."

"For what?"

"Clouds."

"Clouds?"

Sniper didn't elaborate. He folded his hands under his head, staring at the sky for a long moment. Bored, Spy rolled over and snuggled into Sniper's side. Sniper pushed him away, "Yer not even tryin'."

"To do what?"

"Cloud watchin'. It's what couples do."

"Cloud watching?"

"Yeah, like," Sniper paused and then pointed up, "See, that one there? It looks like a tree. Well, a sideways tree, anyway."

Spy tilted his head so it rested against Sniper's shoulder, "No it doesn't."

"Well, it's upside down if yeh do that!" Sniper pushed Spy away again.

"Why can we not just cuddle?"

"Cause we hafta do this! We hafta be a proper couple!"

Spy pushed himself up so he was sitting, "We aren't a proper couple?"

Sniper blushed, "Well, uh, all we ever do is kill each other an' have sex. That's… That's just… I wanna do it right."

"You make us breakfast every morning after we spend the night in each other's arms. How is that wrong?"

"Oh, yeah, burnt eggs in a cramped van! That's just perfect," Sniper rolled over so he was facing away from Spy. He quietly mumbled, "Yeh deserve better. I ain't a good boyfriend."

Spy gripped his shoulder and forced Sniper to face him, "Don't say that! Never say that!"

Sniper smiled sadly, "Well, I'm not. We never go on dates or nothin'. You'd rather be off havin' sex than actually spendin' time with me."

"I am sorry I said that," Spy stroked his lover's face, "It is a lovely day today. I am honored to be spending it with you."

"So we can look at the clouds?"

"I would love to," while Spy didn't think this was necessary for a relationship, he knew now that Sniper needed it, so he was happy to oblige.

Once again lying side by side, Sniper asked, "Do you see anything?"

"Hmmm, that one looks like a… koala."

"What? Where?"

Spy leaned in close to Sniper and pointed, "That really fluffy one. It's a koala's face."

"What, that one? The ears are all wrong, and look at those little whiskers. You have no idea what a koala looks like, love," Sniper chuckled, and Spy was glad to hear him happy again.

"So it's not a koala. Does it look more like a cat, then?"

"Not at all. Are you even trying?"

"Of course I am. I will not be outdone by a filthy bushman. Not even at cloud watching" they stared at the cloud for another moment before Spy exclaimed, "A mouse!"

"Yeah," Sniper grinned, "It's a mouse face, I'm sure of it."

Spy reached over and twined his fingers with Sniper's, "This was a good idea. Thank you."

Sniper squeezed his lover's hand, "Can we… go on more dates?"

"Of course."