Authors Note: Just a short 100-word drabble about what I think the wrapping of presents would be like for the boys. They're all here, but for once, I let Buck and Nathan have the limelight. Kinda...
Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, I wouldn't be so bloody happy that I'm shortlisted for the Grip X-Press Awards here in Alberta. Go me! However, I'm also scared to death that I'll actually win... and then I might have to make a speech, and get up on a stage... Now I know why people fear public speaking more than death. It's not so bad in front of your English class. It will be in front of hundreds of ADULTS.
"Tape?"
"Tape."
"Paper?"
"Paper. Tape?"
"Tape."
"Scissors?"
"Don't throw the scissors!"
"I wasn't gonna, Nate."
"Good."
"Scissors?"
"Don't throw them!"
"We won't throw the scissors. OK?"
"OK."
"Tape?"
"Tape."
"Paper?"
"Paper."
"Bows?"
"Bows."
"Scissors? No, Nathan."
"Scissors."
"Present?"
"No, Buck. You are not getting your present now."
"Fine."
"Tape?"
"Tape."
"Present?"
"NO!"
"Don't look at me, mine's hid real well- he starts looking for them in August."
"Shut up, JD."
"It's true! Don't think I didn't see you looking under my bed last month."
"Damn."
"Tape?"
"Tape."
"Scissors? No, Nathan, we won't throw them."
"Scissors."
"Bow?"
"Bow."
"Present?"
"NO, Buck!"
Just because of the possibility of the award, it doesn't mean my flagging self-confidence doesn't need a boost. So, REVIEW!!! For Vin's sake, review...