AN: This are some drabbles for a Cain/Glitch writer's meme I found in deviantart, and since the creator didn't say anything about not posting the writing anywhere else, I'll leave it here as well :) Here's the blank meme art/Cain-and-Glitch-meme-112010063

1. 1. It's lookout switch time. What do they say to each other while switching?

"Alright then," Glitch said animatedly as he gave one last glance around their small camp, "the fire's low but steady, I have a stick if I need to poke it, and... time!" He brought his hand down in the air as if stopping an invisible clock and took a blanket and a stick in hand as he made his way to the other side of fire.

Cain watched Glitch's enthusiastic display from across the camp; sitting down on a soft patch of ground and leaning against a tree. This would be their first real camp on their own since being cooped up in DeMilo's wagon, and even though it had barely been six hours since the suns had gone down, Glitch had apparently decided it was already lookout switch time. Lifting his hat a little, Cain looked up to see a determined headcase standing steadfastly at his side.

"Move over, tin man," he said as he nudged Cain's leg lightly with the tip of his foot, "It's my turn to keep watch! Go to sleep."

"What if I'm not sleepy?" Cain asked, not breaking eye contact with Glitch as he tugged the blanket from his grasp and draped it over his own lap. "And what if I don't want to move over? I was here first."

"Oh come on, this tree's big enough for the both of us!" Glitch said, promptly plunging down next to him. He tried to make a dive for a space on the ground beside Cain but, Glitch being Glitch, his aim was more than just a bit off and he swiftly ended up halfway across Cain's lap instead.

"Oof!" After seeing the position he was in, Glitch's discomfort at his miscalculated landing faded away to embarrassment and a blush crept to his cheeks.

"Sorry," he muttered quickly as he slipped off of Cain—who hadn't uttered a single sound or made the slightest of moves save to lower his hat over his eyes—and went to sit beside him as he had originally planned. His back was left without almost any support though, since Cain hadn't moved an inch.

"Cain? Cain? Cain?" Sometimes he really didn't know if Glitch was glitching or just trying to annoy him, "Did I break you?" the headcase ask when he still didn't respond, this time poking him in the ribs with the stick of wood.

"Or are you already asleep?" Glitch teased, looking at his shadowed eyes as he kept jabbing at him. When the hard, ragged, pointy edge of the stick was replaced by a soft thin finger, Cain was quick to grab his friend's wrist and pull him for a quick peck on the lips; his lowered fedora's shadow covering the kiss.

"Cain? Cain? Ca—" Cupping his hand on the back of Glitch's neck, Cain stopped what was now definitely a glitch with another, slower kiss.

"Sleep tight, sweetheart."

"But—but it was my turn to be on the lookout! You should go to sleep."

"I told you I'm not tired. You on the other hand..."

"I am not—" A yawn betrayed whatever Glitch was going to say, and he quickly clasped a hand over his mouth to suppress any other treacherous sounds. Eyes wide, cheeks slightly flushed, and hands over his mouth in an almost comically woeful manner, Cain couldn't help but think Glitch looked... adorable like this. Hiding a small smile he tugged his friend forward again, this time to lie down on his lap, and covered him with the half of the blanket that wasn't tucked under him.

"You're not what now?" Cain asked teasingly, sliding his thumb across Glitch's cheek.

"Well, I'm not." Glitch said resolutely, even as he turned on his side to face Cain, or rather his torso, "So what now, tin man?"

"I suppose we can just keep watch together, sweetheart."

Cain had meant it. If Glitch really wasn't tired then he wouldn't have minded spending the night with a quirky, loving, ridiculously optimistic, chatty headcase talking excitedly on his lap; and he had spent a good hour or two doing just that. But long before the suns rose to signal the new day, Cain found himself gently holding onto the slim form of Glitch, who was now fast asleep.