HEY GUISE!
Sorry I haven't posted in like... eons!
I've got Year 9 placement tests tomorrow... Primary Enterprise... All That Jazz... ugg!

I'm also harbouring a very bad case of A-Team obbsession... mainly Faceman (he was HAWT in The Bend in the River (Part 2)!)

Glee has kind of taken a back seat because of the hiatus (it has only JUST started up in NZ again! B/B tomorrow night!) and this my my first A-Team FanFic!

ENJOY!

P.S. This is a SongFic, set to 'That Don't Impress Me Much' by Shania Twain! YouTube it... It's AWESOME!

The dust flew into Tempelton 'Face' Peck's face as he drove down the country road in his Corvette. His partner in crime, Captain H.M. Murdock, was sitting in his passenger seat, twiddiling the tuning knobs on the radio. They were hearing way more white noise than music inbetween the current station.
"Murdock, pick a station and stay on it!" He was getting annoyed. And since Murdock was sometimes a bit slow, Templeton let it drip from every syllable.
"Fine 'den Faceman. I'll chose the next one!"

After a couple of moments of ear-grating white noise, Murock zoned in on a station. Tempelton groned when he reconised the song, but Murdock just jumped up and down in his seat squealing 'I love 'dis song! I love 'dis song!' over and over. Then Murdock turned in his seat to face Tempelton and started to sing.

I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But you've got being right down to an art

Murdock jabbed Tempelton right in the rib cage. But he carried on singing as Tempelton rubbed his hand over the stinging spot, amused.

You think you're a genius, you drive me up the wall
You're a regular original, a "knowitall"

Tempelton tried not to laugh as Murdock made crazy hand movements symbolizing his annoyance with Face 'driving him up the wall'.

Ohwooh, you think you're special
Ohwooh, you think you're something else

Ok, so you're a rocket scientist...

Face let out an unrestrained laugh as Murdock glowered at him. Really? Him? Tempelton Peck as a rocket scientist? Yeah right!

That don't impress me much!
So you got the brains,

Murdock flicked Face in the head and he let out a yelp of suprise.

but have you got the touch?

Then, Murdock raked his hands down the side of Tempeltons face, down to his chest,
making Face shiver

Now don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much!

I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket

Murdock went into Faces jacket pocket and pulled out his compact mirror. Tempelton yelled something along the lines of 'Hey! I need that!' but it was drowned out by the radio.

And a comb up his sleeve, just in case

Murdock then reached up Face's ill-fitting blazer sleeve to pull out his $100 dollar comb. Murdock just laughed but Tempelton blushed bright red.

And all that extra hold gel in your hair ought'a lock it

Face then ran his hand through is hair. Jeez this was getting embrassing.

'Cause Heaven forbid, it should fall outta place

Ohwooh, you think you're special
Ohwooh, you think you're something else

Ok, so you're Brad Pitt...

Tempelton let a smerk run across his face. Brad Pitt got nothing on Tempelton Peck!

That don't impress me much!
So you got the looks but have you got the touch?
Now don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much!

You're one of those guys who likes to shine his machine

Murdock stuck his hand outside the car to stroke the door lovingly.

You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in

The Captain stuck up a shoeless foot to the dash board. Face try to swat it away. Feet on his dash? Hell no!

I can't believe you kiss your car good night
C'mon baby tell me, you must be joking, right?

That don't impress me much!
So you got the moves, but have you got the touch?
Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much!

That don't impress me much!
So you got the moves, but have you got the touch?
Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm on the long, cold lonely night
That don't impress me much!

Ok, so what do you think... you're Elvis or something...
That don't impress me much

Tempelton pulled over the Corvette into a derserted parking lot. It used to hold cars for a very expensive hotel gone bankrupt.

"Faceman, what are you doin'? Hannibal won't be impressed 'dat we're late for the next mission... hrrph!"

Face cut off Murdock by mashing his lips onto his. After a moment of shock, Murdock started to kiss back, more excited than both of them expected. After long moments of moans, panting and lust, they broke apart.

"You know what Faceman?"
"What do I know Murdock?"
"This impresses me much!"
Face let out a great old laugh as Murdock started to kiss down his neck.

Screw Hannibal and B.A.

They coud take all day if they wanted. And they would.

Totally unbeta-ed. Any mistakes are mine!

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