Farewell To The Leather Jackets

A/N:This is sorta set after my fanfic,The Perfect Plan. It doesn't really have too much of a plot except to be funny and to make fun of the love that mobbies have for leather jackets. Jason is probably out of character but for this story,it doesn't really matter.

"So tell me again why we are setting fire to your leather jackets." Samantha McCall said as she gave Jason Morgan a strange look.

"I told you! I locked Spinelli and Maxie in a closet to get them to talk and I went upstairs to shower and when I came back down to let them out,I heard moaning!" His voice was filled with disgust as he said the last word,nose crinkled in distaste.

Sam covered her mouth with her hand to hide her laughter. It was pretty funny to see a mob guy who wasn't scared of anything act so traumatized over something like sex. "Well...it wouldn't have happened if you hadn't locked them in there together." She said,chuckling as she met his eyes,something akin to mirth shining in her own. "I mean....Maxie loves kinky sex! Just a few years ago she had sex with Cooper Barrett in a supply closet at GH with handcuffs and her father and walked in! Not to mention the girl can't seem to keep her hands off of Spinelli."

"Sam! Do you really think I needed to know that?" The mob enforcer said with an uncharacteristic whine in his voice.

"Sorry." She told him apologetically casting her dark eyes into his blue one's. "So tell me,why don't you just get these jackets cleaned? I mean,it seems stupid to burn them when you payed so much money for them." She held a jacket in her hands,inspecting it closely.

He looked at her with a grimace,almost as if she were insane. "They had sex on this jacket! I don't want to wear something that their asses and bodies and god knows what else, touched!" He grasped a lighter from his pocket and threw an armful of jackets into the trash can infront of them before pulling a silver lighter--the one he'd cofisicated from Spinelli after catching him using it to light up a joint shortly after his and Maxie's fight and pressing the button so a flame came out. He let a sleeve catch on fire and pushed the jacket into the trashcan once more,watching as the flames rose and he smelled the burning of leather.

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After the deed was done,he and Sam got into the elevator and pushed the button to go back up to the penthouse. They walked torwards the door in exhaustion and opened it only to walk in on something they hadn't wished to see.

Spinelli and Maxie were making out on the pool table,scantily clad.

Jason groaned in frustration and hurried back out the door,looking as if he might barf as he pulled Sam along with him,slamming the door behind him. Now he was going to have to set arsen to his pool table.

The End