Kyle had a horrible day at work. Being in customer service was a tough job. People always blaming you for the wrong price, no matter how many times you tell them there wrong. He just wanted to lay down and never get back up. Before he even got the key in the lock he head the beeping of the fire detector go off. In haste he quickly unlocked it only to hear Eric currently trying to turn it off. Kyle looked at him and then around the room. "I don't see any smoke." Eric started to ramble angrily. "Yeah that's because there fucking wasn't. Stupid thing! Doesn't know the difference between cooking and smoke!" Kyle sighed and put his bag down on the floor, walking into the kitchen, seeing Eric cooking fish sticks. That made him laugh lightly, remembering his joker from 4th grade.
Suddenly the alarms were going off...again. And Eric wasted no time and unhooking then thing from the ceiling, cursing under his breath then throwing it into an adjacent guest room. "There! Now your fucking dead! Cant fucking beep at me now can ya!" The sight of Eric yelling at the small inanimate object made him burst into laughter. He almost wanted to correct his large boyfriend but it was just too funny.
AN: Sorry its so short but this happened to my husband yesterday an di had to write it down. I couldn't stop laughing when it happened.