A/N: Well this is kinda short, my apologies. And perhaps Murdock and Face are acting a whole lot like true young children haha.

At first, Hannibal had completely forgotten where he was. He opened his eyes to bright sunlight coming through the large windows across the room. The bed under him was extremely comfortable but he sat up, swinging his legs off and rubbing his face. As he stood, he looked over at the other bed where two of the four A-Team members were sleeping.

They were both on their sides, facing Hannibal. Face had his arm around Murdock's stomach, his face inches from the pilot's shaggy hair. Hannibal knew Face was having a dream that contained a blond female and most likely will have a freak out when he wakes up if they don't wind up moving to the opposite sides of the bed. But he decided to see how it would turn out and padded to the bathroom to wash up.

When he returned, Face was stirring. Hannibal sat on the edge of the couch, putting on his socks and trying not to grin. "Well, good morning, Lieutenant."

"Mmm...morning Colonel..." Face's eyes had barely opened, he inhaled deeply then his eyes shot open. "Whoa!"

Murdock sat up sharply, feeling Face's arm fall and shot him a confused look. "Face, if ya really wanted to cuddle, you could've just asked." He smirked.
"I'm scarred now," Face palmed his face and glared quickly at Murdock. "Maybe I just wanted to surprise you."

Murdock batted his eyes. "Oh I am surprised. you know, I do love brunettes."

Hannibal chuckled, ducking his head. Face scooted back a little. "You stay away from me." He demanded. But Murdock followed him, crawling over closer and making kissing noises. Face backed up against the headboard, holding his hands out in front of his face. "Facey, I love you! When we're apart my heart beats only for you!" Murdock was singing, his eyes containing a joking light.

The Colonel got to his feet, locating his shoes beside his bed. Murdock put both hands on either side of his friend's head and when he was a few inches away, whispered. "Do you like seafood?"

Face had a blank expression, then shrugged, having no idea how to reply to that. Then Murdock grinned and opened his mouth to reveal a mashed up chunk of what Face assumed was crackers. As his face contorted into disgust, Murdock swallowed the mess and chided, "Get it? See Food! Ha!" He released Face's head and grabbed Face's still outstretched hands and tried to push him off the bed.

"Murdock, you're disgusting!" Face snapped, pushing against Murdock's cold hands. He was hanging halfway off the bed. "When did you put that in your mouth?"

Murdock seemed to think, then answered, "Last night. I got up for a drink of water late and was a little hungry. Guess I forgot to swallow."

The dangling conman gagged and Hannibal shook his head doubtfully, way beyond questioning Murdock's behavior. "You two need to get dressed so we can get back to Arkansas and B.A., who I imagine is getting bored by now."

"B.A.? Ha, he probably had a fit when you said you were coming here and threw one of his 'I ain't gettin' on no plane, fool!' fits." Murdock's impression of the bigger man cracked Face up and he lost his fight, falling backwards onto the carpet. Murdock held his hands above his head in victory, grinning. "And the amazing Captain is crowned winner!"

It took a while, but the two had eventually gotten dressed and packed. Face stood at the counter with a banana in his hands, eating slowly. Hannibal stood across the counter, lining up the fruits then knocking them out of order again and repeating the process, but carefully so the fruits would not bruise.

"You two are a whole lot of trouble. You know that, don't you?" Hannibal spoke, his eyes on the fruits. Face tried not to grin, shrugging. "Kinda."

"And yet, when something like this happens, I always ask the same question. Why is it always you two?"

Face set the banana down, his shoulders shaking with laughter. "That's a great point, Boss."

Hannibal looked up, raising his eyebrows. "If your hair was longer and lighter, I'd have assumed you were twins. You act like them sometimes." He admitted and Face's eyebrows knitted together. "You think so? Hmm. Sure, whatever you say." He finished off the banana and took the peel over to where Murdock was sitting on the bed with a magazine upside down in his hands. Hannibal watched as he sat beside the pilot and set the peel on top of his head.

Murdock half-smiled and grabbed the peel, shoving it in Face's face. Face chuckled and set the peel on the blanket behind him, taking the magazine and turning it right side up, placing it back in Murdock's hands. The pilot nudged him with his shoulder, holding the magazine up so Face could see it. Face put his arm over Murdock's shoulders, giving him a small shake.

Hannibal watched all this with a tiny smile, knowing that this friendship would never be one he or B.A. could ever have with either of them. Face and Murdock were true brothers, very close but in a good way, one that Hannibal appreciated. Because both these boys had lonely childhoods, they clash.


The boat had finally docked and B.A. stumbled off, rubbing his temples. It was not until he was standing out on the sidewalks of the island, he had no idea where the other three were. Cursing, B.A. started storming down the street, relying only now on luck to get him to his teammates.