Disclaimer: I do not own White Collar..I do not believe anyone could own Neal many would try but I doubt anyone would succeed haha
It was another boring day for Neal Caffery at the FBI headquarters in New York, luckily for Neal it was almost lunchtime which meant he could get a break from all the mind numbing paper work he was forced to do. So Neal decided to stare at the clock for the next ten minutes and he could get the well deserved break.
"Neal, I know the clock is fascinating but we need to get this paperwork done." Peter's voice snapped Neal out of his thoughts.
"Sorry, partner I was just thinking of 101 things I'd rather being doing right now, besides it's lunchtime and I think we both need a break from the exciting paperwork." Neal replied.
Peter then looked at his watch, "You're right, I have to drop something off at the house you want to come with and get lunch there?"
"Sure, anything beats staying here." Neal grabbed his hat and followed Peter out; walking to the elevator the two were greeted by Agents Lauren Cruz and Clinton Jones.
"Heya guys where are you headed too?" Lauren asked.
"We're going to Peter's for lunch want to come with?" Neal asked the two.
"If it's alright with Peter." Jones replied.
"Sure, whatever let's get going." Peter said as the four walked into the elevator.
At the Burke's house, Neal, Lauren and Clinton were sitting at the kitchen table while Peter was making sandwiches, when Neal noticed a box of colored Twizzlers on the table.
"Hey, Peter do you think you and El have enough licorice?" The ex-con joked. Jones decided to open the box and take a bite of one.
"Yeah, El saw them on sale and thought it was a good idea to buy the box, but don't try them cause they taste—"He was going to finish but Jones interrupted.
"These things are terrible! No wonder they were on sale! I think I broke a tooth." They all laughed, then Neal took one and threw it at Cruz.
"Hey watch it those things hurt." She giggled, then her and Jones each took a handful and threw them at Neal, who tried to run but was too late.
"No fair! It's two against one." He said as he was corned by the two, he turned around so no more twizzlers would hit him in the face but he threw a handful behind him.
"Ow!Caffery! Jeez I think that twizzlers busted my lip open." Cruz laughed while rubbing her lip.
"What is going on out here?" Peter walked out of the kitchen to see licorice all over his house. Neal, Cruz, and Jones looked at Peter with devious grins as they all threw licorice at him.
"Hey! Watch it!" He said trying to block the licorice assault with his arms.
"I say we call a truce and eat." Neal suggested.
"Sounds good." The others agreed as they cleaned up. As they all sat down and began to eat Neal threw the last remaining twizzlers at Peter, who glared at him while the others laughed.
"Sorry, couldn't help myself." Neal grinned.
"Never again are we having lunch at my house." Peter laughed.
A/N: Okay random one-shot based on a twizzler fight me and my cousin had and I did actually manage to cut her lip with a twizzler hahaa anyways please review or I'll have Neal throw twizzlers at you lol