Author: Emmie
Title: In The Prehistoric Age
Fandom: RENT
Pairing(s): Mark/Roger
Rating: G
Continuity: Post-RENT, though it doesn't matter.
Author's note: This is a little inside-jokey, but take a look at this video and you'll get it. You'll also get the song permanently stuck in your head. You have been warned. I needed a return to my sillyfic roots…and if all else fails, you can blame it on Cindy. (Wow, it's been years since I did a blame dedication!)
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue, plzthx.
Summary: Roger has a certain song stuck in his head.
"Shut. Up." Mark groaned, turning onto his side and curling into his pillow as though it could protect him. Admittedly, that wasn't very nice of him, but it was now three a.m., and the time for nice had long since passed. Anyway, it seemed to work. For a moment there was blessed silence. Then –
"There were dinosaurs – dinosaurs! Dinosaurs that laid big eggs."
"Roger!" Sitting up abruptly, he slapped the other man gently on the shoulder.
"What?" Roger looked up at him with wide and innocent eyes. Somehow, much as Mark knew that the sincerity in those eyes was a carefully crafted act, it managed to melt some of his resolve to yell at his lover. His currently very annoying lover.
"I'm trying to sleep," he explained again, settling for a sort of calm exasperation. "Just…stop singing that song. Please?"
"Okay. I'm sorry." Roger looked suitably apologetic. Mark leaned in for a quick kiss, then squirmed back down under the covers, wrapping an arm around Roger's waist and snuggling against him. He was just starting to drift off when –
"And in those big eggs there were embryos –"
"Roger!"
"Embryos that turned into dinosaurs!"
With a final, aggravated sigh, Mark threw himself out of bed, grabbed a pillow and stormed out of the room. Roger's voice followed after him.
"And they grow up big and tall and they eat you, and they grow up big and tall and they eat you!"
Mark flopped down on the couch, pillow over his head. It didn't manage to drown out Roger, who Mark suspected was singing louder now just to annoy him.
"And they grow up big and tall and they eat you! And they grow up big and tall and you diiie!"
At long last -- silence.
Mark turned onto his side and attempted to find a decently comfortable position on the ancient couch. Minutes passed. Mark turned over again. He stared at the ceiling, suddenly wide awake. He found himself humming softly. Then, before he knew it…
"Iiin, the prehistoric age, there were dinosaurs. Dinosaurs! Dinosaurs that laid big eggs."
Mark sighed. He was going to kill Maureen for teaching Roger this song.