Punch Bug
Mohinder was deep in thought, driving down the desolate highway. He thought about the list and how he was going to help these people. Then, out of nowhere he felt a hard thump on his shoulder.
"Blue one!" Sylar yelled at the top of his lungs. He started laughing.
"What the hell was that about?"
"A blue punch bug just went by," he replied with a boyish grin.
"Wow that's real mature." Sarcasm dripped from Mohinder's voice as he rolled his eyes.
"Admit it. You're jealous you didn't see it first," Sylar teased as he playfully pushed Mohinder.
"I will get revenge."
The night drug on without a bug in sight. When they decided to stop for the night, Mohinder saw a red one sitting in the motel parking lot.
He saw his opportunity.
He looked at Sylar with a mischievous grin, leaned over and lightly kissed his lips.
"Red one," he whispered when they pulled away.
