A/N: Chapter 4. These little one-shots are absolutely fun to do, and I hope I can wrap up this fic this year at my current pace :D
Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue
Summary: A series of one-shots regarding some of the untold stories from our favorite gang in a canyon.
*Tea and Biscuits*
If there was one thing Wyoming loved more than telling shitty knock-knock jokes and grooming his magnificent mustache, it was having his daily tea and biscuits.
Well, he called them biscuits. Others might call them cookies.
Either way, they were amazing when one dipped them in tea.
And they were even better when he didn't have to worry about shooting imbeciles in a box canyon for some extra cash or Texas trying to kill him.
Currently, the Freelancer turned bounty hunter was now resting in a comfortable armchair, a steaming mug of tea in one hand and a plate of biscuits in his lap. His feet were propped up on a crate, and his gaze was firmly fixed on the television in front of him. His favorite show Downtown Abbey was just about to start, and he'd be damned if he didn't complete his ritual.
'This is the life,' he thought, stroking his mustache with his free hand. 'No idiots to kill, no Texas trying to murder me. Just Downtown Abbey, tea and biscuits.'
However, he frowned when he looked down at his mug. Something was wrong, and he wasn't having it ruin his otherwise perfect day."Gamma?"
"Yes, Reggie?"
"Do put the kettle on for me, if you would be so kind. I'm afraid I'm nearly out of tea."
A/N: XD I can actually see Wyoming doing this. Why did I include him? Because he makes more than one appearance in the original Blood Gulch Chronicles and is pretty important to those seasons.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed XD.
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