Title: Death

Characters/Pairing: Doug Penhall, Tom Hanson – Doug/Tom (if it pleases you)

Rating: G

Warnings: kinda crackish...

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Summary: "And if you don't mourn me every day afterwards, I'm gonna be haunting your sorry butt every day for the rest of your life."

A/N: So uhm, this is based on a conversation I had with Cherry on the bus after school. She assumed that I would be the only one to miss her if she died(which is NOT true) and said the same thing to me that Doug says to Tom. So yes, I'm pretty sure Doug is joking, but Tom would so miss him, he's just too Tom-ish to jump into Doug's arms and yell at him to never leave him.

"Hey Tommy?" Doug whispered lightly, turning to face Tom.

"Yeah?" Tom focused his brown eyes on Doug's own, worried about the passive use of his nickname.

"Will you miss me when I die?"

"What?" Tom exclaimed quickly. "Of course I will, Doug. Why wouldn't I?"

"I just had to make sure, ya know?" Doug replied, sending Tom a goofy grin.

"Yeah, of course you do," Tom mumbled, giving his own smile.

"No, I'm serious," Doug continued. "And if you don't mourn me every day afterwards, I'm gonna be haunting your sorry butt every day for the rest of your life."