AN: Alright so I found this awesome website where it has funny stories of iTouch auto-corrects which my adoptive mother has problems with all the time. It's hilarious! Anyway, so I saw this one and came up with a story for Dave and Hotch. Imagine that right? I was talking with Cassie too! Hehehe! Anyway, so I took a break from reading Dark-Hunters to bring you this, so feel honored! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing besides hilarity!
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Dave sighed as he pulled out his cell phone. When Garcia had handed it to him, she had called it an aTouch… no that wasn't it…. Oh right! It was called an iTouch. Well the offended object was chirping at him. He glared as he figured out how to pull up the text message screen. He put his glasses on and looked at the screen. It was from Hotch.
"How's your new office furniture?" Dave pressed reply.
"Love it! It's the most comfortable cooch I've ever sat on" he said. He hit send then realized what he had sent. Shit, shit, shit! Damned auto-correction on the damned phone!
"I meant cooch!" he sent. Fuck!
"COUCH!" Aaron Hotchner burst out laughing as he read Dave's blunder.
"Impressive, I've heard you sat on quite a few cooches in your day" Aaron replied. He laughed loudly as he heard Dave cussing.
"Kick my ass" was the response. Aaron was having troubles breathing as he read the newest text, followed only moments later by the correct version of what Dave wanted to say.
"KISS my ass." Aaron stopped breathing as he heard Dave let out a string of cusses.
"Looks like you have quite the predicerment" Aaron sent. He laughed when saw what he sent. Oh well, unlike Dave, his didn't embarrass the hell out of himself. Probably made the old man wonder what Aaron learned at Harvard.
"I'm heading out to get penises, wanna come?" Dave looked horrified as he looked at what he just sent. Aaron fell off his chair laughing. Dave glared at the black object in his hands before he chucked it at the wall in front of him. Emily, Reid, Morgan, and Garcia sat in the bullpen watching the two grown men in amusement. They could only imagine what was going on. JJ, having heard the phone crash against the wall, walked over to Dave's office and poked her head in. The sexy Italian she called her husband sat seething in his chair.
"Problems hun?" she asked. Dave grunted before pointing to the pile on the floor.
"I need a new cell, one that all it does it call" he muttered. JJ stifled her laughter, already hearing Aaron Hotchner laughing through the wall. This was bad.
"Of course Dave, we can go later tonight" she soothed. Dave glared at the plastic pieces as JJ ducked back out, chuckling.
"It's all your fault!"
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AN: And there you have it! Dave gets bested by a cell phone! Fail on my husband! Lol! I only seem to find idiots! Lol! Alright thanks for reading let me know what you thought!