Yes, it's short and lame. :P I know. But, SOMEONE NEEDED TO DO THIS! They've done MxA smut or whatever, GxC rape smut or whatever, shoot, even ZachxChris. XP That was beyond my comprehesion. But who am I to speak, look at what I'm about to write. XD Anyway, read and...whatever.
Chris let his legs swing as he dangled from his parachute, his upper half so tangled up in the strings he couldn't unhook himself. He groaned as he felt the strings dig into his arms, already sore from a full day yesterday of swinging through the Indonesian forest, not to mention carting around his extra heavy backpack. He had done more sedentary things the week before, and could feel it affecting his muscles already.
"Ah, Martin, where are you!"
Oh, probably gawking over some baby he found, on the other side of the forest, completely forgetting his loyal younger brother.
"Well, I'm not Martin, but I hope I can substitute."
Chris yelped and jerked from the suddenness, catching sight of Aviva on her buzz bike, fully suited up to withstand the bitter cold of the Chinese mountains. A nearly invisible mask covered the lower part of her face, supplying her with oxygen in the high altitude, and her hair was, as always, held up in her pony tail, with black-brown bangs framing the one side of her face. He grinned weakly, as the effects of lack of oxygen and dangling from his arms had begun to affect him.
She raised an eyebrow, "That's all the thanks I get?"
His face turned to shock, "I-I'm sorry! I mean-Thanks. Thank you for coming. Now, can you cut me down?"
She laughed, flying the bike up higher so that she was more level with him, reaching over with her pocket knife.
"You act as though I were gonna chew your head off!"
He chuckled, deciding not to mention that she actually would, given the right provocation.
"Can you slide your leg over the buzz bike, so that when I cut these last few you don't fall?"
With a nod, he swung his leg over the bike, ignoring how close it brought him to her. With a flick of her wrist, she cut him loose. She grinned at him.
"Wanna go home, or keep searching for those monkeys?"
Something about the way she said it, or the way she was looking at him, that slight tilt of her head, and the teasing, almost flirtatious smile made him want to pick the first option. But, he didn't want to leave Martin to find the monkeys on his own.
"I'll keep searching."
Her smile faltered for a moment, but it soon came back, and she patted his leg playfully.
"You bros and those animals."
The buzz bike flew down to the snowy ground, tilting them so that he pressed up against her, and he unconsciously wrapped his arms around her waist, his one thumb accidentally brushing against her breast. Despite the several layers of clothes between them, Aviva felt a tingling spreading from the spot, and quickly quenched the rising feelings. This was Chris she was thinking about.
They reached the ground, all too quickly in Aviva's opinion, and he jumped off, thanking her one last time before running off.
They're like children, she lamented.
Yes, Aviva, those Kratt Bros are like children in adults bodies living the ultimate fantasy.
BUt consider yourself lucky, cause I'd love to be that close to such a hot cartoon! *drools* (either one of the Kratt bros)
Anyway...Review, maybe? Yeah? Thank you.