A/N: I had waaaay too much fun with this.
WARNING: The fluff may cause your teeth to rot. I an not responsible for any cavities caused by reading this fanfiction. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
I regret nothing.
oOo
Snippy had been sent on plenty of ridiculous missions, but this one took the radioactive cake. This morning Captain said to Snippy, "Mein minions are lackink a friendly bond vith each over. Mr. Snippy, you go and brink back lofe!"
...What.
He had no clue on what to look for. What object(s) represent 'love?' He thought about an engagement ring, but that would only come back to bite him in the ass. Literally or metaphorically. One never knew in this wasteland. Besides, Pilot would most likely kill him in his sleep if he ever found out.
Snippy came across an old abandoned house. Maybe there would be something in there...?
The house was very old-fashioned. Snippy remembered that some of the houses from the 1900s were restored as museums. This was no doubt one of them. Why else would there be a record player inside?
Snippy stared at the record player. It couldn't possibly be working, could it? He shrugged. 'Ah, what the hell...'
'"l'Adieu' by Chopin started to fill the room. Holy shit. I works. Snppy stated to sway with the music. Not bad.
"Excellent vork, Mr. Snippy!"
"BWAH?!" Nearly jumping out of his skin, Snippy spun around to face the Captain standing in the decaying doorway.
"H-how long have you been standing there for?!"
"Howefer," Captain continued, ignoring the sniper. "zere is one more sing for you to do..." He held out his had to Snippy.
"May I hafe zis dance?"
"Um..." Snippy glanced over to te record player. 'Please short out or something!' Before he could say anything, he was pulled towards the Captain.
As their bodies swayed with the music, Snippy's face was burning with embarrassment. And other things were starting to grow warm as well...NO! DON'T THINK ABOUT THAT! BAD SNIPPY!
After a hell-filled five minutes, the music stopped. The Captain stepped back an bowed dramatically. Snippy sighed in relief.
"Can I g-" His question was cut short by Captain suddenly pulling him towards him again and clicked the front of their respirators together, like some form of rudimentary kiss.
Sputtering, Snippy scrambled backwards, wiping the front of his respirator.
"THE HELL WAS THAT?!"
But hi question was answered with silence. The Captain was gone. In his place was a note written in purple crayon. It said:
'Mission Accomplished!
Love, Zee Captain'
...the fuck just happened.
