Day 6 Of Ficlet Series
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It was time's like this that Sam was glad that their house was a little bit away from any roads where people might just happen to drive by. "I knew I shouldn't have left you in charge of the decorating." "Oh come on Sam, I happen to like it. Mighty tasty." Sam glared at the shorter angel before look back up at their house. "Did you do this just so you could eat it?" Gabriel laughed, "nah. Just figured if we were going to decorate might as well go all out. Edibility is just a perk." Sam rolled his eyes, "You could have at least asked me first." It was Gabriel's turn to glare. "Because you would have said no, so I went ahead and did it." "Of course I would have said no! You turned out house into a gingerbread house! A real gingerbread house!" "Oh Sam live a little!" Gabriel walked over to the house and ignored Sam's protesting shrieks as he broke off a piece of the railing. "Turn off the bitchface Sammy! Here it is good." Sam smacked his hand away, "I am not going to eat a piece of our home. Now fix it back." Gabriel stared at him as he munched happily on the cookie, "No." "Gabriel" "Samuel" Sam's face was in full blown bitchface of doom mode when all of a sudden he smirked. "Fine. I'll be at Adam's. Don't come to me until our house is the way it was before." Gabriel was shocked. He knew that what Sam was really saying was no sex till the house was fixed back. He jumped when he heard a car door shut. "Hey! Hey! Fine! Geez you're no fun." He snapped his fingers, and the house returned to normal. Sam smirked, the no-sex car always worked. "Now, I like the gingerbread look, but how about something say a little less edible?" Sam suggested. Gabriel huffed, but nodded. He went to snap his fingers but Sam grabbed them. "And don't overdo it. I don't want our house to be mistaken for a landing strip." Gabriel rolled his eyes, "Yes mother", he snipped in reply. Sam grinned from his place behind Gabriel and wrapped his arms around him. "See it still looks like a gingerbread house." "Yeah, but now I have no gingerbread to munch on." Sam rolled his eyes and placed a small kiss on Gabriel's neck, smirking when Gabriel shifted and semi-melted in his arms. "Well maybe, if you are nice enough to help me decorate the tree, with no snappy fingers, we can make a gingerbread house,." Gabriel turned in his arms and peered up at him. "Can it be a large gingerbread house?" Sam sighed, "It needs to fit on the island in the kitchen, no bigger." Gabriel got a devious look on his face before he wrapped his hands into Sam's and pulled him towards the house. "We're going to need loads of icing. And food coloring lot's of candy too. And giant pieces of gingerbread! Sam! What are you doing just standing there? Come on! We got a tree to decorate and a giant gingerbread house to build. I'm thinking 3 stories, a yard and a pool, with a slide." Sam groaned from the spot in the doorway where he had frozen once Gabriel let go of him. "I'm so going to regret this. "