The underestimated beauty of naturals processes

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Note: so, it's just something stupid that just poped in my mind and it made me laugh, so I just decided to go for it ^^. Last warning, it's very silly ! ^^

Note 2 : I tried to make this as spontaneous as possible, so it isn't beta-readed... But of course, you're more than welcome to point to me any mistakes ! ^^

Don't blame me. Blame the late hour ^^"

-Cristina ! Cristina ! You did it ! said excitedly Owen, shaking Cristina's shoulder

-Whaaaaat ? she sleepy replied

-You just farted !

That's what makes you so happy? You're insane. And I didn't.

You did. But that's okay, I still love you .

Owen smirked, cuddling closer.

-I didn't. How could you know anyway, you were sleeping.

-I'm a light sleeper, and it was loud. Kinda surprising, I have to say. I tought you were sneakier.

-Shut up. And I didn't.

-I'm a doctor. I know it's just part of a natural process. A simple gas. It's great !

-So according to you, I farted on you-wich I didn't- and that makes you glad. Is it some sort of fetichism I'm not aware of ? We already have covered the stillettos and Princess Leia. This days off are supposed to be all about my fantasies.

-You did. It means that you're completely relaxed in bed. With me. That's what makes me happy. And even if you didn't, you will eventually have to. Nobody can hold back for 40 years. You might explod.

At this point, Cristina couldn't help to laugh.

-You're an , will you turn off this freakin' light and let me have my damn beauty sleep ?

-That's not very lady-like. But we already have established that you aren't one.

-Shut up and sleep.

-You can do it again, if you want to. It will be fun.

-Owen, I'm not going to have some sort of fart contest with you.

-Too bad. I used to have good ones with my brothers. That's a competition you will loose !

-Whatever. Sleep !

-Fine ! pouted Owen, spooning closer with Cristina, before drifting off.

-As if I didn't have enough with mini-Hunt mistooking my bladder for a trampoline, she grumbled, falling asleep too.