Accidentally in Love

Dark Lady Devinity

Two

Exhausted, the voice hadn't spoken for two days. Pilot, however, had managed to take many ideas from it. He did have a massive headache for his efforts though. It was as if he had been thinking too hard.

There were advantages to his unusual painful head though. And all of those advantages had to do with furthering The Plan. Pilot had been low in energy and unwilling to do anything unless asked directly by Captain. Finally, prompted by concern, Snippy and Engie attempted to diagnose him. Engie was the one who figured out it was just a headache. Snippy was the one who had to deal with it.

XxX

Gently rubbing at the other man's temples, Snippy studied Pilot with a mystified expression. Pilot didn't care what kind of looks he got so long as the pain in his head went away. Pilot and the voice were going to have words when this was all over.

"You've never had a headache before?" Snippy asked. He was sat on the couch with Pilot and they were face to face. Not that that mattered, because Pilot had his eyes closed to block out the light.

Pilot groaned. "No talking shoe!"

"I don't have to help you out, you know." Snippy said, removing his hands from Pilot's head.

Pilot growled dangerously, opening his eyes so he could glare at the sniper. Snippy's soft, circular massaging of the aviator's temples had actually been helping and Pilot did not appreciate him stopping, even if he was a shoe. But then a sharp pain shot through his head and Pilot whimpered.

"I'm too nice for my own good." Snippy muttered as he returned to the massage. "I just wish I knew why you've been acting so weird lately."

Pilot was paying Snippy no attention. At first, the aviator had been revelling in the relief the massage brought. Then, the aviator had noticed that Captain had walked in on them and was staring at them quite intensely. The intensity of that gaze made Pilot shiver until he realised that that was the sort of attention he wanted: Captain had to be jealous now! The voice had said something about intimate touching and, although Pilot had not been sure what that had meant at the time, the massage appeared to fit the bill. Snippy was certainly touching Pilot a lot. Pilot leaned further into Snippy's space. Watching from the corner of his eye, Pilot saw that Captain was still watching them.

Suddenly, Captain clapped his hands together and announced, "Mein minions are so cute together!"

Snippy jumped with a loud "Bwah", violently removing himself from Pilot. He hadn't seen Captain come in and the German could walk without making a sound. Pilot found the sudden noise and movements excruciating. He didn't understand why none of his plans were working. Pilot buried his head into Snippy's shoulder in a miserable attempt to block out all sound and light. The aviator and the voice were going to have quite a few words and nasty ones at that.

Too focused on himself, Pilot didn't notice Snippy's tentative attempt to sooth him by rubbing his back.

XxX

After his headache subsided, Pilot decided to up his attack. He now held hands with Snippy whenever Captain or Engie were in the room; Pilot did not want to take the chance that Engie wouldn't report on their activities to Captain. After all, if Engie and Snippy had been the ones to start holding hands all the time, Pilot would tell Captain immediately.

Pilot had also started to kiss the sniper on the cheek every time one of them left on a mission. He had come up with that solution by salvaging through the last remains of the Hallmark store in the most run down, shady looking mall in the whole post-apocalyptic wasteland. The half-rotted, mostly molded over cards provided a plethora of information.

However, while both Engie and Snippy were paying more attention to him, Pilot couldn't seem to get Captain to notice that anything odd was going on.

Pilot decided that he simply wasn't trying hard enough.

XxX

If touching didn't work and actively spending time together didn't work, then there was only one other option. Gifts! Captain loved receiving gifts or, more specifically, monuments of his greatness. Pilot was not about to build monuments of the shoe's face but he could shower him in gifts. That should make Captain jealous or, at the very least, angry because Captain was the only one worthy of any gifts. This was especially true when the gift came from Pilot. Pilot was willing to settle for even a lecture from Captain at this point. Any form of attention would be good so long as it came from Captain.

The very first gift idea came from the moldy cards of Hallmark. Pilot had studied them diligently and carefully sounded out the words he wasn't familiar with. The one thing all the romance cards shared was pictures of flowers. Pilot spent two days hunting down the Lifealope creature he had seen one day while out on a mission but the creature could outrun him. Unfortunately, the Lifealope was the only thing producing real flowers anymore.

Then Pilot had an idea.

XxX

A consistent prodding woke Snippy. The sniper was irritable enough that he had been woken by someone poking him in the head; he was worse when he realised it was Engie.

"What do you want?" Snippy snapped, looking up at Engie from his prone position on the couch.

"I can't even explain it." Engie said and indicated Snippy's entire body with a wide sweep of his arms.

Frowning, Snippy sat up a little- things were shifting on his body- and peered down at himself. He was sitting in a sea of paper flowers. He couldn't even see his legs due to all the flowers. Bewildered, Snippy picked up a flower and studied it. The flower was made out of a decimated greeting card and was obviously hand-crafted. It was in horrible shape due to the material but the workmanship was good and… it was the most endearingly annoying thing Snippy had ever seen.

"Pilot's really lost it this time." Engie commented, reminding his companion about who the flowers likely came from.

Snippy sighed.

TBC

A/n: I think that Snippy and Engie both would have had their fair share of headaches but Pilot and Captain never have. Poor Pilot didn't even know why he was in pain but he has some idea that too much thinking can be a little painful.

Any suggestions for little seduction/jealousy schemes for Pilot to attempt?