A/N: I randomly go the inspiration for this while painting my grandma's living room today. Often times stories that incorporate iconic movies and such tend to be kind of eh…stupid I guess. My aim is to write one that isn't. I hope it doesn't suck!
She was watching a musical. The words just didn't seem to make sense in his head. He had come up to spend some alone time with her and he catches her watching a movie about dancing and singing. Was there even any gunfire involved? He opened the door and slowly entered his commander's chambers. The sight that greeted him was even more shocking than her watching a musical.
She was standing in the middle of her unmade bed in her pajamas with her arms spread dramatically singing along to whatever she was watching.
"What's this? What's this? There's color everywhere! What's this? There's white things in the air! What's this? I can't believe my eyes, I must be dreaming wake up Jack this isn't fair! What's this?" She jumped from side to side on her bed as if she was looking at all the things the song was mentioning. Her gaze finally fell on her intruder. "Garrus!" She screamed and jumped off her bed to stand awkwardly next to it. "I wasn't expecting you." She said pausing the movie with her omni tool.
"Indeed." He said his mandibles flaring in amusement as he approached. "I've been up here my fair share of times and I can't say you've ever put on show for me before. Not that I wouldn't like one." The look in his eyes spoke less of musical productions and more of something you might find at Afterlife. Shepard's embarrassment eased at the suggestion and a coy smirk worked its way onto her face.
"Really now?" Shepard asked playfully and met the Turian at the end of her bed in a tight hug. He only nodded in response. They parted and Garrus looked at her with what could only be the Turian version of a shit eating smile.
"What are you watching?" He asked like he was completely disinterested in continuing the direction their conversation was taking them and turned his attention to the holovid. Shepard looked as if she was going to complain, but that would mean that she was submitting to his dominance over her body. And she couldn't have that.
"It's called The Nightmare before Christmas. It's an old human movie." She explained feigning indifference to his sudden change of subject…and pretending not to be embarrassed that he'd caught the great Commander Shepard dancing and singing along to a kid's movie.
"An old human musical you mean?" She glared at him and nodded once in confirmation. "One that I assume you've seen a few times, hmmm?" This time she rolled her eyes.
"Yes, Garrus. I happen to be quite a fan. It's cute and funny and has great music."
"And some nice choreography as well…" Shepard smacked his chest and he chuckled taking her now sore hand in his and massaging it gently. "Honestly, after all the times you've hurt yourself on me you would think you'd have learned not to do that anymore."
"I'm a slow learner." She said with a sneer. "Now are you going to spend time with me or make fun of me?" Garrus pulled her close and rubbed his nose in her hair.
"After all the pain I endured pulling myself away from my calibrations? Oh, I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon." Garrus pulled her into the bed with him and the rolled until he lay on the far side on his back with Shepard sprawled across his chest. She activated her omni tool and was about to turn the movie off when Garrus stopped her. "What if I want to watch this?" He asked smiling coyly.
Shepard raised an eyebrow and then shrugged. "If you hate it then suck it up." She pressed restart and settled her head on Garrus' shoulder. He glanced at her amusedly as she sang along quietly under her breath.
"This is Halloween, this is Halloween…"
He made a mental to note to ask what 'Halloween' was when he got the chance.