Title: Meal antics
Rating: G
Fandom: A-Team
Disclaimer: I do not own the A-Team.
What is meal time like at your house? For Hannibal and B.A. with Murdock and Face's antics is was always such a drama, predictably tonight's steak and vegetables was nothing different and the more mature side of the team was feed up.
"Murdock, put the ketchup down right now!" Hannibal said in an almost yell. Why can't we just have one meal without it turning into a circus act? There grown men if you go by their age but judging by their behaviour around meal times I'd hazard a guess they are pre-teens.
"Sure, tell Face to drop the mustard then," Murdock said as he kept the red squeeze bottle aimed at Face.
Hannibal eyed his lieutenant across the table with the yellow squeeze bottle aimed at the Captain across the table from him. "Face, don't even think about it!" Or I swear I will take the barbeque sauce to both of you and then make you pair clean up. He took a sip of his beer, he yelled at the pair so much recently his throat hurt and he felt another headache coming on.
"But Hannibal he started it. He pinged a pea at me" Face replied without taking his aim off Murdock.
Having finished his mouthful of steak B.A. slammed his fist into the tabled before he ended this immature standoff. "An' I finishing it fools! Sit your butts down and eat dinner or you can go without!"
Both parties tore their eyes from each other and looked at the end of the table where B.A. sat with his fist resting in front of his half eaten meal but neither made effort to heed his warning. "Don't make me count to three sucka's"
Hannibal watched slightly amazed as Murdock then Face slowly lowered the condiments and themselves. "Because of that little display boys, no desert for you both"
"What? Hannibal? Come one" Face shot him a look of sad puppy eyes.
"No ice-cream? That's cruel and unusual punishment Col" Murdock said as he kept his eyes down and pouted.
"I'm glad you both disapprove, that's the point. Now eat properly for once this week" Hannibal said as he cut another piece of his steak.
"Yes, Hannibal" they both sulked in unison.
"I love it when we get through a meal without having to re-paint the walls" Hannibal said after he shallowed.
B.A. laughed, Murdock and Face shrugged. You have one food fight, on enchilada night and subsequently ruin one previously dull painted wall and you never live it down.