Taste the Rainbow
Summary: Umm... I don't know... Total randomness with inappropriate material at the end.
A/N: Is it weird that I made this story up while eating Skittles?
"Harry! Harry! HARRY!" Dougie called from his bedroom. Harry set down the television remote to see what the hell the bassist wanted. He jogged up the stairs of Tom's home, down the hallway to Dougie's room.
"What do-…?" The sight before him... well, no words can describe. Dougie was lying on his bed, chest bare, save for the multiple Skittles on his chest and only in his boxers. "Okay Dougie, what the hell?"
"It was a challenge I challenged myself to do." Dougie said. "I managed to cover half of my chest but because of this I can't move to get the other packs or else I'll mess up the Skittles. So I called you."
"Wow... you're really that stupid aren't you?"
Douce gave a hurt look with extra pout. "That hurt Harry! I thought we were friends." If Dougie wasn't in boxer briefs with Skittles littering his chest, he would have crossed his arms.
Harry sighed and pondered, should he help Dougie? Or flip him over to mess up 22 minutes worth of work? The last option seemed more logical but he would most likely be sleeping with the fishes afterwards... literally. Sighing again, he took the nearest pack of unopened Skittles and waited for his instructions. Dougie smiled at this.
"Now before you start placing the Skittles," Dougie smiled. "You have to put them in rainbow order. From my left, start with red, then end at my right with violet. Get it? Got it? Good!"
Harry nodded and opened the Skittles pack that was in his hands then placed the Skittles in the rainbow's order, just as Dougie instructed. One by one, Skittle by Skittle, the pale skin that belonged to Dougie was covered with a brightly colored Skittle. Pack after pack, it wasn't until another two hours of concentration (Dougie sneezed and a few Skittles were sent flying) they were finally done.
"Thanks Haz!" Dougie beamed.
"Don't mention it... no really never, ever mention this to anyone." Harry frowned.
Dougie only giggled. "Oh and Harry?"
"Yeah?" Dougie then shot up from his previous position and the Skittles were sent flying everywhere... there goes two and a half hours of work. Now why did Dougie do this? Why did Dougie waste so much time and effort? Well after two and a half hours of sweating, the color from the Skittles colored his chest, giving him a rainbow chest. That's what Dougie wanted... a rainbow chest. Oh and to finally have a reason to say,
"TASTE THE RAINBOW!" Unfortunately the bassist wasn't able to walk for a week after that... that's right... Harry raped him... well is it still considered rape since Dougie enjoyed it and was willing?