Pairing: None
Category: Friendship, Humour
Rating: K+
Spoiler: One Wrong Move
Summary: Spike and Lewis are bored during a yearly re-certification class.

AN: I don't own Flashpoint! I just play with the characters.
Italics: Spike Bold: Lewis Italics/Underline: Greg

Hey Lew!

Lewis Young of Team One glanced at his friend out of the corner of his eye and firmly shook his head.

Please! Why not?

Pushing the paper back towards Spike, Lew shook his head again and gestured towards the instructor at the front of the room.

He won't notice! He hasn't looked back here once in the past hour.

Sighing, Lew gave in:

Are we really going to pass notes Spike? This isn't grade school

But I'm bored! And we know this stuff already.

I hate these things too but he might have some new stuff this year...

No he won't!

...So we need to pay attention

Spike grinned; did his friend really think that reasoning was going to work on him? Stealing the paper back, he scribbled down his next question.

Remind me why Sarge made us do this again?

Lew rolled his eyes. Now Spike was just trying to be a pain.

I'm a computer tech and you're a bomb tech and a computer tech. We're here because it's the law.

You are so lucky that you only need to be here for one day. Maybe I should rethink my life

Lewis held back a laugh, hearing quiet chuckles on his other side.

Sure, like you'll follow that resolution for long

Yeah, you're right. Besides, where are we gonna find a bomb tech as awesome as me?

You certainly are unique Spike

I resent that! I am your teammate and therefore you should be nice to me.

I should, but I won't

The pair sat in silence for the next few minutes until Lew felt the paper tap his arm once again:

Ugh. He's off on a tangent. I bet it was that guy from Team 2 again. Remember last year?

I think that guy quit. But that is a Team 2 member. Have we met him yet?

I don't think so. We'll have to do that later. I wish the rest of the team was here.

Me too buddy. Only a few more hours

Spike nodded fervently and turned his attention to the front as the instructor resumed his presentation.

He forgot the fifth rule...

There are only 4 rules for diffusing bombs Spike.

The fifth rule is break the rules when you have to!

"Guys, what are you doing?"

Spike looked up guiltily, knowing it was pointless to even try to hide the paper, "Um...nothing Boss." Under Greg's unwavering stare, he sighed and admitted, "We were passing notes."

Pulling out the chair next to them, Greg sighed, "I know you guys know this stuff, but please try to pay attention. What if the instructor notices and refuses to re-certify you? We'd be down 2 team members for weeks."

Hanging their heads guiltily, Spike and Lewis muttered apologies as Greg regarded them with amusement. Nodding to them to face the front, he silently stole the piece of paper, scrawling down a single sentence:

I agree, this is so boring!

Sliding the paper over, the three broke into quiet chuckles, a much needed relief from the boredom.