A\N: Xdrabbles, none of the requests trouble me, only school. XD But now I´m free. ^^ MyfavReviewer, There isn´t actually a name for that ship so, how bout Prans, Havate, Hrians, Privans…I think Prans or Privans is the best name. xP Btw…just asking if you know by any chance the Hetalia character "America"? Skipper, well, since there are two of you, you can take turns in kissing Hans or Blowhole. XP RandomPerson223, if you like that pairing, check out the stories of MeganAgent13, the author of the pairing. ^:^
New Pairing(s): BurtxSavio, KowalskixBuck, BlowholexRico, ClemsonxTeng, SkxSkipper
Nap:
Blowhole threw his jacket onto a chair, sighing heavily. Inventing and experimenting was great, but so tiring, including with planning the later attacks and so on. He walked into his room. He was taking of his shirt while doing so, so he couldn´t see the surprise at first. Blowhole turned, his back to the bed as he undressed from his work clothes. Suddenly, he heard a sound behind him. Blowhole stiffened, whirling around and finding a certain person lying on his bed, his camouflaged clothes lying in a heap on the floor, dozing peacefully. The villain swallowed hard as his eyes forced him to scan over Skipper´s body, lieing there almost as if offering…It took all the self-control Blowhole had not to join him.
Camping:
"Alright, troops! This is where we´ll camp!" Buck ordered loudly to the tired recruits. The trainer scanned the area with his red eyes, until they rested on a black head. "Hey! New kid!" The said soldier looked up, before running over. "Yes sir?" He asked, standing stiff as he awaited his next orders. "You´ll be camping next to me." Buck ordered, before getting a gleam in his eyes. "Actually, forget what I said, you´ll be sharing a tent with me." He slapped Kowalski´s back as he said, "Don´t want anything happen to you in the first week of school." He then lit a cigarette and walked over to where the others were setting their tents up. The genius was surprised, but did as he was told. After dark and training, the new recruit shyly made his way up to the tent. "Sir?" Buck immediately appeared. "Come in." He pushed the tent fabric away. After the other settled in his place with burning red cheeks, the light was put out and the trained combatant climbed into his sleeping bag. He lay there, listening to Kowalski´s heavy breaths before turning over and pressing his body to the other. "S-sir?" Kowalski yelped, trying not to let his voice quiver as it did. "Relax, soldier." Buck ordered, lowering his mouth to the genius´ neck.
Eternal:
Blowhole cowered in the bushes, biting his lower lip as he waited. ´Where are you?´ He thought, searching the area with his eye. Suddenly a voice toned from behind him. "Blowhul!" The addressed lover jumped and spun around, grabbing the attacker and dragging him down. Rico sat up on top of the other, his face showing his amused grin. Blowhole rolled his eye, but leaned in to kiss his boyfriend. "You scared me!" He panted a few minutes later after the make-out. The maniac shrugged. "Sowry." He allowed Blowhole to sit up and pulled him into a hug. "Missd yu." He muttered into the other´s lab-coat. "I missed you too." Came the response. Blowhole grabbed his lover´s hand and pulled him up, wrapping his arm around the other´s waist immediately. The two started walking through the park, filling each other in what happened since the last time they saw each other and exchanged kisses and touches. The villain suddenly tugged on the hand he was holding and pulled Rico through some bushes. "I want to show you something I found earlier." Rico complied with the pull. Blowhole led him through branches and leaves till they got to a clearing. The pale moon shone brightly, bathing the sea and ancient stone palace with a ghostly radiance. Some flowers from the fruit trees still bloomed, adding to the romantic scene. Just perfect for two lovers. Rico gasped at the sight, before sitting down on the marble bench with his boyfriend. "Itz buetiful." He sighed, allowing the other kiss him for the umpteenth time. "Like you." Blowhole flirted. Rico laughed quietly, punching his shoulder. "Stop." The other joined him, before the two turned towards the sea sparkling under the moon´s glow. Blowhole knew he´s gonna be Rico´s for eternity.
Catch1:
"Savio escaped out of Hoboken!" The news rang out, alarming everyone in the Central Park neighborhood. Skipper and his men soon set up security devices all over and around the houses, also making sure everyone knew the drill to take cover when the cannibal hit their area. For weeks nothing happened until the sirens (and Julian) began screaming and everyone disappeared into their houses. Burt was the last one outside, he saw Skipper, Private, Rico and Kowalski rushing past him. He was just about to head in too, when he saw a slick body gliding into the shadows. Not thinking twice, the heavy man ran after him. Savio soon noticed his follower. He stared at Burt running behind him, so he didn´t see the tree standing in the way. With a nasty smack, he bumped into them. Burt quickly caught up and hovered over the villain. Savio felt him grab his hands to force him to stay on the ground. Since there were no ropes anywhere near, Burt decided to use his body to hold the snake down. He sat on Savio. The other groaned under the weight. "Burt, get off me!" Burt suddenly smirked, shaking his head. "No! You're too dangerous... and cute."
Victimize:
Blowhole was pretty disturbed about having the leader in his bed. He shuffled around his room a bit, cleaning a few things off his desk, repeatingly looking back at the bed. Finally he began getting stuffy and wanted to change into some casual, loose clothes. Still, with Skipper in here…´He´s asleep.´ Blowhole reminded himself. He quickly undressed, but just as he was about to pull the shirt over his head, a warm hand shot out and grabbed his arm, pulling him towards the bed. Blowhole blushed, mainly from the high-pitched yelp he made, due to his surprise. He found himself face-to-face with the smirking leader. "Good morning." He growled, trying to twist himself out of the other´s grip. "What? Morning already?" Skipper asked, tightening his hold. The villain pulled against his hold. "I had such a good sleep!" The officer told him, almost mocking…then he stretched more than necessary. Blowhole gulped as he did, trying to ignore the tingling feeling in his stomach. "And it would be even better if…" Skipper trailed off, raising his eyebrows suggestively at the doctor. "G-get out you perv!" Blowhole jumped up. His roommate shrugged, before lieing back onto the covers, in an almost vulnerable position. The other had tried so hard, but ended up right where Skipper wanted him. He hated him for playing with him like that, especially since he knew that Blowhole wasn´t very strong.
Difficult:
Being in a relationship with Buck wasn´t easy at all. No, nothing about him, he was really sweet, a side that didn´t show in public. But it was just that their…dates…didn´t really go as planned. !CRASH! "I KNEW IT! I KNEW THIS WAS A TRAP!" Buck´s voice shouted from the shower, where the curtains probably had came crashing down again, wrapping themselves around his wet body. Kowalski sighed, rolling his eyes as he stood up from the table and headed toward his trapped, cursing lover.
Introduction:
Marlene sighed, pushing her loose strains out of her face as she sat down at the counter of a small ice-cream shop. "May I take your orders?" A red-hair woman approached her. "Yes, um, I´ll take some apple juice." She said. The other nodded, wrote something down on a pad and left for the kitchen. Meanwhile, Marlene re-made her make-up. She hoped no male would come anywhere near her in a one-mile radius, or else she´ll most likely lose it. Probably because Jason broke up with her. ´He´s just a slimy creep!´ She thought. The waitress placed her glass in front of her. "Looks like somebody had a bad day." She commented. "Yeah." Marlene replied, sipping at the cool drink. "Boy problems?" The other asked, leaning back against the kitchen counter behind her. The brunette nodded. "I hear you." For a few moments, no one said anything. Then the woman went over to Marlene and held out her hand. "Kitka." The other smiled. "Marlene." "Hey, Marlene, wanna hang out over at my place sometime?"
Swings:
Kowalski walked past the doors of the rooms, heading toward the bathroom. He stopped as he heard muffled crying. It sounded like… "Juliette?" Kowalski opened the door to their room. His wife was sitting on the double bed, sobbing. A look of trouble crossed over Kowalski´s features as he quickly joined her on the bed, draping an arm around her shoulders. "Juliette, what´s the matter?" he asked gently. "N-nothing, it´s n-nothing." Juliette dried her face with her sleeve. "No, something is wrong. Tell me what it is." Then Kowalski got a suspicion. "Mood-swings, am I right?" A slow nod confirmed his thoughts. "But don´t worry about me, I´m fi-" Juliette was cut short by soft lips. Kowalski pulled them closer in a tight hug, still kissing and making out with his wife. The girl immediately responded to his touch and returned his gestures fiercely. After a few minutes of heavy making out, Kowalski pulled away. "F-feel better n-now?" He panted. "Y-yeah…" Juliette gasped, before tackling him back into the ocean of kisses.
Coffee:
"Hey Blowhole? Can we play a game?" Skipper shot up from his pillow. His face fell with disappointment as he saw that his lover didn´t respond. "Bloooowhoooole!" He sang annoyingly, taping the shoulder of the other. "Go to sleep, I´m tired." The growl came from underneath the blanket. "No! Night isn´t for sleeping, but for fun!" Skipper replied enthusiastically. No answer. "Come on! I´m soo bored!" He whined. Nothing. Blowhole suddenly realized that the other had crawled next to him under the blanket. "Are you sleeping?" The leader´s voice toned right in the villain´s ear. "Am not now." Blowhole sighed, knowing he´ll never get some shut eye if he didn´t do something with the officer. "Fine! What do you want to do?" He mumbled. Skipper shrieked with joy for being addressed to, before ´falling deep in thought´. "Let´s play duck, duck goose!" "Skipper. You do know there´s only two of us, right?" "We could ask if Hans-ie wants to play with us!" ´Hans-what?´ Blowhole stared at him before moving in close to study his face. "Stop doing that it´s creepy!" Skipper protested. "Just how much sugar did you put into your coffee?" Blowhole asked, but didn´t wait for an answer. He raced to the kitchen, only to see the whole sugar jar empty.
*Confessing:
"Okay, here we go." Clemson looked nervously at Teng, before knocking on the door. "Who is it?" "It´s your favorite sister!" Teng sang as they entered. "Oh no!" Hans rolled his eyes. "So what do you want?" The Dane asked impatiently. "Well, sorry for interrupting your porn!" Teng teased. Hans blushed, then glared at her. "I´m not watching porn!" He snapped. "Oh really?" Hans quickly turned the screen off before his sister could see what he was doing. "What do you two want?" Now the room fell in silence. "Uhm, Hans. We need to tell you something, cause we just thought you needed to know." Clemson began. ´Why am I so nervous? It´s my BFF, he´ll understand!´ "What is it?" The other propped his feet up onto the table. "Teng and I are together." Dead silence once again. After a while of taking that in, Hans raised a brow. "What?" "Are you deaf? He said-" "I heard you! I just wanted to say that." Hans took his legs off his table. "So? I don´t have anything against that. Just one thing I need to warn you about though, Clemson." The red-hair frowned. "What´s that?" "I wouldn´t date my sister if I were you. She smokes, knows how to use guns, snores-" "WHAT? I don´t snore!" "Yeah you do! Like a lumber jack!" "You- I never snored in my life! You should hear yourself, mister-" "Okay! Thanks for the advice, Hans!" Clemson grabbed Teng and dragged her out of the room. Hans chuckled. "Good luck with that, Clemy." He said to himself, before going back to his computer. He wasn´t watching porn directly, but just searching up a little info about his secret crush. Finally he found some videos. From Skipper´s teenage years. ´Wow!´ Hans thought as he watched a vid. Skipper was participating in a how-much-can-you-drink contest. He won and his friends were kind enough to film him stumble around drunk, doing pretty embarrassing stuff, hitting on girls, ect. Doing all that while only in his underwear.
Guts:
"A failure! That´s what you´re going to be for the rest of your life! If you don´t get better in school, there´s no hope for you, Skipper!" The teacher almost seemed to be having fun, bringing the student in front of the whole class down. Skipper glared at her, before going back to his phone. "You´re a fail!" The elder slammed her fist down on Skipper´s table. "You were born one and will die as one." Skipper jumped up, looking pretty imitating with his muscular body. He was also taller than her (for once in his life) "You´re the fail here!" He shot back. "You might have brains, but you definitely don´t have any guts! That´s why you´re still single!" Ms. Herbert´s eyes narrowed while some gasped. "I do." Skipper growled as he grabbed his bag and walked right up to Marlene and kissed her in front of everyone. After a few moments, he gave everyone another glare before leaving the room.
*Easy:
It was just too easy. Kitka knew what to do to make Marlene got nuts. Sometimes it as easy as a smirk, sometimes Kitka would grab her from behind, mutter a few words, and she´d have her.
Action:
"Did you hear that?" Buck shot up in bed. His lover sat up too and together they listened into the night. "No, I-" "SHH!" Buck slapped a hand over Kowalski´s mouth. Then the genius heard it too. A light scratching sound. "Waf´z dad?" Kowalski asked from underneath the other´s hand. "Don´t know, candy corn, could be anything." Buck whispered, reaching for his gun from under the pillow. He jumped up, whipping his gun at the ground, then groaned. He bent over and grabbed something. "Seriously? A mouse?" Kowalski laughed at his lover´s disappointed face. "If you want some action, why don´t you join me, in here?" The scientist suggested with a sly smirk.
Grey:
"Rico? RICO!" Kowalski passed from door to door, trying to find his best friend. Just as he opened another door, a hand grabbed his wrists and pulled him in. "Hello, Kowalski." Blowhole greeted him with a smirk. The genius´ eyes widened, before he struggled against the hold. "It´z okay." Rico´s voice toned from behind him. Kowalski stopped struggling. "R-Rico?" "Yup." The maniac appeared from behind him, an identical grin on his face, like Blowhole´s. "Wh-what´s going on?" "Oh nothing…" The villain replied, slowly un-buttoning the other´s shirt. "We were bored and came up with something fun to do." "W-we?" The scientist´s face showed shock and a hint of betrayal. "Do´t worvie." Rico smiled slyly as he helped Blowhole in undressing the startled soldier. "Wh-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Kowalski yelled. "Three-way."
Names:
"Hey, Hans?" Skipper´s lover looked up from his magazine. "What?" "Haven´t you ever wondered what your name means?" Hans thought for a minute. "No. Why?" Skipper shrugged then sat next to the Dane with his phone and search in, ´meanings of names´. Hans put his magazine away and looked over the other´s shoulder. Skipper typed his name in first. "Leader, captain of a ship." The officer read out loud. "Didn´t expect anything else." Was the response. Hans´ name was next. "A God-given gift." Skipper grinned at the other. "I´m glad your parents picked that out. Couldn´t have done better." Hans smiled back and kissed his boyfriend. "Your name is wrong though." He commented after the couple broke apart for air. "What do you mean?" "In our relationship, I´m definitely the leader." Skipper threw a pillow at Hans´ head. "Not true." "Oh sure!" The Dane replied before tackling him into a making out session, rolling his tongue about in the others mouth and managing to get some passionate moans out.
Vulnerable:
Hans finishes with the chains on Private´s wrists, looking quite satisfied at his work. Private wasn´t so happy about the get up, though. He began pulling on them, giving the smirking Dane a questioning look. "What´s up with the setup, Hans?" The villain walked nearer, shadows making his grin look more evil, due to the dim glow overhead. "I like leaving my prey vulnerable before I attack." He growled lowly, leaning in to kiss Private´s throat. Private gladly tilted his head back, wondering just how far they´ll be going tonight as the kisses got harsher. He gasped, his eyes quickly shooting back to his lover. "Sorry, was that too quick?" The other mocked, wrapping his hands around the Brit´s waist. Private shook his head. "Good, I guess I can continue then?" A quick nod and the foreplay passed sooner than they had thought. Now…it was time for round one.
Underworld:
Marlene looked up as the door opened and Skipper stumbled in, drenched in unidentified liquids and something that looked like salvia. "Whoa, what happened to you?" The girl asked in astonishment. The leader held up a hand as he gathered himself in a kitchen chair. "I…was in th-the underworld." He panted. ´Riiiight!´ His wife thought. "So, what´s the codename stand for this time?" Skipper looked at her and saw she didn´t get it. "No, seriously, Marlene! I was in the underworld! Why do you think I´m covered in dog salvia?" The girl rolled her eyes. "And I suppose the mythological creature Cerberus had licked you." "I wish! He used me as a chewing toy and-" Marlene walked out, already losing interest in his silly fairytales. Skipper frowned, then scowled profusely as he walked to the upstairs rooms. "I have to shower…and get...this off of me!"
Virgin:
"Hey, Skippy?" Skipper scowled at the dreaded nickname. "What?" "Are you a virgin?" A sharp breath, followed by a coughing attack. "WH-WHAT THE FISH?" The leader finally yelled out. Hans smiled calmly. "Are you?" "OF COURSE YOU PERV!" The smile slid into a smirk. "Do you still want to be one?" SLAP!
Sleepless:
It was the first night Skipper and Blowhole were sleeping together. The two lay in bed, Skipper fast asleep with a cute smile on his face. The genius really wanted to kiss his adorable features, but somehow hesitated to do so. Almost as if he was afraid. Afraid of what? They were lovers now, they had kissed and hugged, now they were sleeping in the same bed! Still…suddenly the other stirred and rolled over, resting his head on Blowhole´s chest and letting out a content sigh. Blowhole froze, eye wide as he felt his boyfriend go back to sleep on his chest. He didn´t close his eyes once that night.
Sleeping Beauty and Juliet:
"Alright, Hans, let´s practice the last scene again." Alice called out. Hans nodded and lay down on his bed. Just then, Skipper playing Juliet walked by. He saw ´Sleeping Beauty´ all dressed up and waiting for the kiss, lieing in his bed. ´Juliet´ couldn´t resist, but walked over and bent down next to Hans. Clemson nudged Julian and Alice and pointed. "Hey there Sleepy head." Skipper said, ruffling the Dane´s messy hair. Hans cracked an eye open to smirk at him. A smack was heard as Alice face-palmed. Julian and Clemson were laughing their butts off, on the other hand.
S&M:
"Whoa! What the deuce happened to you?" Kowalski gasped. Rico looked up and had the same reaction. (Private wasn´t there at the time, thankfully) Their leader was covered in whipping marks, cuts, bruises, strains from cuffs and ropes, bites, and other injuries. "What happened?" Kowalski asked again. Skipper smiled as he headed towards his room. "S and M, boys."
Morning:
Julian stepped into the penguin´s living room, wanting to raid the fridge once again, when he made out so figures asleep on the couch, both half-naked. Julian frowned as he made out one person to be Skipper but who was the other. One step even closer and he saw that there were two of them. Sk was hugging his clone tightly in his sleep, it looked like they had a good night.
Positive:
"You know what, clone?" Sk said one evening. "What?" Skipper responded, not really caring. "I know something that´ll make the TD so much better." "What could possibly make the Truth and Dare better?" Sk leaned in. "A kissing dare." He said, sliding his fingers underneath Skipper´s chin and bringing him closer for a heated kiss.
Boy:
Skipper noticed his clone sitting at the far end of another neighborhood meeting one evening. Worried and curious, the officer walked over to the leader. "What´s wrong clone?" He asked. Sk didn´t look up. "N-nothing." "Oh come on, how can you tell me nothing´s wrong when you look like you just came back from a trip Denmark." "I-it´s-it´s a boy." Sk whispered. "Huh?" The other put a hand on his stomach.
A\N: The last three drabbles were for some very good friends of mine, hope you enjoyed! XP Anyway, about the lesbish drabbles, I am SO bad at those, they are so hard to write! *= Teng´s not mine, but belongs to CrazetheWaffleCat.