Written in response to the Candy Land Challenge- Round 5 on Chit Chat on the Author's Corner.
Assigned pairing: Rossi/Morgan
Assigned candy : Horehound Drops
With some research I have discovered three things:
1) Horehound Drops are like cough drops.
2) I can now make Horehound Drops.
3) I like saying the word horehound...
I'M SICK NOT HORNY
"You look terrible Morgan. Long weekend?" Rossi questioned walking into the office after a great weekend of relaxation and writing.
Morgan groaned. He felt like crap and was pretty sure he looked like he felt. He'd known he was getting sick that Friday but hoped it was just a 24 hour virus. "A very long boring and uneventful weekend, all I wanted to do was sleep around and I couldn't even do that." Morgan complained his voice raspy.
"Have you tried Horehound? A couple of them and you'll be as good as new." Rossi knew the man hadn't seen a doctor. Visiting the doctor was a common dislike for the entire team. They'd all rather suffer then be put out of the office.
The look of disgust on Morgan's face confused Rossi.
"Rossi man, I'm sick not horny."
"What! Where did you get?" He paused realization hitting him. "H O R E hound not W H O R E hound." Rossi emphasized on the words making sure to spell them. "Leave it to you to make something sexual out of a lozenge. Ask Garcia for some horehound drops. She gave me some a while back. They took care of the sore throat real quick."
"I can't." Rossi couldn't believe his eyes. Was Derek Morgan actually pouting?
"Morgan you have to take something to get rid of that sore throat or are you hoping it magically heals on its own?"
"Garcia's mad at." Morgan mumbled.
"Use your big boy voice Derek I didn't quite hear you."
Morgan glared at the older man. "I said she's mad at me."
"I'm sure she'll forgive you for whatever you did when she hears how pathetic you sound."
"Damn Rossi, take it easy. And what makes you think I did something?"
"I've been married three times. I know that if I'd just taken the blame and apologized then I wouldn't have three separate checks going out of my account every month."
"This isn't the Middle East Dave. I'm pretty sure you can't have more than one wife." Morgan teased taking the focus off of him.
"Shut up Morgan. I'm sure Penelope's in her office by now. Go beg for her forgiveness."
Morgan rolled his eyes and left for the techs office.
AN: In the past two weeks I was in JJ's shoes and I hated it… I left a job I was doing for 5 years… a job I loved with people that were like family… that being said… being in a funk hasn't helped my muse at all…I know its short but it's the best I could come up with at the moment…