Title: Ice cream

Summary: JumpMan Theo, Jules and ice cream. (slash)

Disclaimer: The JumpMan series belongs to James Valentine.

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The sun set over a prehistoric rainforest, watched by two boy sprawled on a sandbank half way up a mountain. Between them lay an empty tub of ice cream and two spoons.

"Nnnh, I feel sick." Groaned Theo.

"Overriding mute function." The automated voice of the coat rang out, breaking the companionable silence like a thunderclap. "Nutritional value of the substance consumed is close to naught, as I point out every ti…"

"Shut up coat!" they yelled together, Theo groaned again and Jules continued to speak. "Smart ass that it is, the Coat's right, it's your own fault you ate too much, next time we'll just get cones."

Theo shot upright. "No! This was meant to be special. I'll pay more attention next time, I swear!"

"Special?" At Jules's inquiring tone Theo turned away.

The problem with Molecular Hair Follicle Jell is that it plays off your emotions. Even if your skin complexion was dark enough to hide a blush you won't be able to stop your hair from flashing red, streaks grooving away in various vibrant shades of pink. Just as Theo's was doing now. "Perfect day good company, our favorite food, couldn't you tell I was trying?" Theo's voice sounded as if he were joking, but in truth he was slightly hurt, "I didn't know it was possible to dislike ice cream." and defensive.

"On any other occasion I would agree with you, but that was Peanut Butter Cup. It's disgusting." Replied Jules before elbowing Theo in affection. "Besides, just because I didn't like it doesn't mean you had to eat it all."

Theo affected a shocked tone. "It's ice cream, if you don't eat it it melts. 4th rule. I couldn't leave the tub half empty." Theo groaned again. "Do you mind if we stop talking about food? I still feel sick."

"Sure." Jules stood up and offering his hand to Theo. "You probably shouldn't go home like this, I'm happy to stay here for the night as long as it's under those trees rather than out here in the open."

"You strike a hard bargn." Replied Theo as he let Jules pull him to his feat. They wondered over to the trees, hands still clasped.

Jules selected a tree and stretched out on the ground, his back leaning against it. Theo proceeded to plonk himself unceremoniously into Jules's lap. As Theo lent back against him Jules began to rub circles down Theo's arms. "Feeling any better?"

"Yeah, but I defiantly won't be getting Peanut Butter Cup again."

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