Okay, I got to thinking about how I've been sort of neglecting one of my favorite ships lately, so here's another one to make up for it! Enjoy, and please remember to review!
Disclaimer: They're not mine!
This amusing little oneshot is dedicated to Paige, for falling for the joke! Get your mind outta there!
"Hold on a second. I can't get it out!"
"What do you mean, you can't get it out?"
"It's stuck!"
"Jeez, that's not exactly something I want to hear."
"Well, it's true," he huffed.
"Serves you right!"
"What?" he sputtered, an incredulous look appearing on his face. "You're the one who wanted it!"
"Yeah, well, I didn't hear you complaining!" she shot back.
He struggled with it again, then sighed. "I can't get it out."
"What's the magic word, sweetheart?" she purred, and he grimaced.
"Please, help?"
She grinned a Cheshire cat like grin and reached over, twisting his hand until it was free of the cookie jar. He sighed in relief and massaged the sore limb, then frowned at her as she reached her slender hand in and produced a cookie.
"Hey, no fair," he muttered, and she grinned as she bit into the chocolate chip cookie and moaned.
"Shut up," she grumbled around a mouthful of cookie. "Your kid is the one dancing on my bladder and demanding chocolate chip cookies right now."
He sighed happily and sat down beside her, one hand coming to rest on her large belly as his mouth sought hers out and tasted what was left of the cookie.
As soon as the kiss deepened, Bobby felt their child begin to kick wildly against his hand, and he broke the kiss, staring at her stomach in surprise.
"Wow, just like his dad already. Not willing to share me with anyone," she chuckled, and he rolled his eyes and snuggled up close to her. Her hand reached up and wrapped around him, and they both just sat there, enjoying the peace and quiet that would be gone in about two or three weeks.
"Bobby?" Alex asked.
"Hmm?"
"Could you get me another cookie?"
The End
A/N: Hahaha, okay, now that ya'll are somewhat amused, please review!
