Title: Idle Time
Author: Angela
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: What do two agents of a nondescript agency do with it?
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. More's the pity.
Idle Time
"James Dean or Marlon Brando?"
"Marlon Brando now or then?"
"Then."
"Brando."
"No way was he cooler than James Dean!"
"Dean was a kid, Fawkes. Much like yourself."
"I suppose that makes you Brando, then?"
"Since you brought it up, I think there are certain undeniable similarities between us. Back-- "
"Are you trying to tell me that you're on your way to becoming a grossly overweight recluse?"
"Bobby Hobbes is a finely-tuned..."
"Sure you are."
"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, back when Brando was in his prime, I knew where he was coming from."
"Yeah, yeah. Your turn."
"Batman or Superman?"
"Superman."
"You sure about that, Fawkesy?"
"Supes would knock him across the country before Batman could do anything about it."
"I dunno. All he'd need is one of those green chunks and Superman would be down for the count. Cryptic nuts, or something like that."
"Kryptonite."
"Whatever."
"Bruce Lee or Jackie Chan?"
"Bruce Lee could take on ten Jackie Chans. Chan is a cartoon."
"Wow, something we agree on."
"Pink Floyd or Led Zeppelin?"
"Aw, that's cruel, Hobbes."
"One or the other."
"..."
"Come on, you gotta play by the rules."
"Fine, Pink Floyd."
"Good choice."
"Pamela Anderson or Cindy Crawford?"
"Cindy Crawford."
"Seriously?"
"Bobby Hobbes likes a natural woman."
"Oh, okay. If you say so."
"Ketchup or mustard?"
"Whoa, impressive display of creativity."
"Wise ass."
"Mustard. Corey Feldman or Corey Haim?"
"Who or who?"
"Back in the '80s. Lost Boys, Watchers, The Goonies?"
"Never seen 'em."
*incredulous look*
"Well, I'm sorry. I was too busy living life in the real world. Try again."
"Real World or Road Rules?"
"Huh?"
"Do you even own a television?"
"If it's not a Hill Street Blues rerun or on CNN, I don't watch it."
"Geez. All right, Claire or Alex?"
"Claire."
"Didn't have to think about that one, did you?"
"Don't even start, or I'll kick your skinny ass out of my van."
"Such hostility."
"Like I said, I prefer a natural woman."
"Are you implying-- "
"Fawkes, I'm serious."
"Do you know something I don't?"
"This is your last warning."
"Okay, all right. Just asking."
"Burger King or Wendy's?"
"Burger King."
"Good, 'cause that's where we're headed."
"What if I'd said Wendy's?"
"Then I would've said 'Tough luck.'"
"That's not nice."
"What difference does it make?"
"I might've said Wendy's."
"But you didn't."
"But you led me to believe the option was there."
"Look, I knew you'd say Burger King."
"So now you're channeling Miss Clea?"
"Fawkes, don't ask me to play this game ever again."
"You said you were bored."
"Yeah, well, now I've got a headache."
"Tylenol or Advil?"
"Oh, God."
~The End~
Author: Angela
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: What do two agents of a nondescript agency do with it?
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. More's the pity.
Idle Time
"James Dean or Marlon Brando?"
"Marlon Brando now or then?"
"Then."
"Brando."
"No way was he cooler than James Dean!"
"Dean was a kid, Fawkes. Much like yourself."
"I suppose that makes you Brando, then?"
"Since you brought it up, I think there are certain undeniable similarities between us. Back-- "
"Are you trying to tell me that you're on your way to becoming a grossly overweight recluse?"
"Bobby Hobbes is a finely-tuned..."
"Sure you are."
"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, back when Brando was in his prime, I knew where he was coming from."
"Yeah, yeah. Your turn."
"Batman or Superman?"
"Superman."
"You sure about that, Fawkesy?"
"Supes would knock him across the country before Batman could do anything about it."
"I dunno. All he'd need is one of those green chunks and Superman would be down for the count. Cryptic nuts, or something like that."
"Kryptonite."
"Whatever."
"Bruce Lee or Jackie Chan?"
"Bruce Lee could take on ten Jackie Chans. Chan is a cartoon."
"Wow, something we agree on."
"Pink Floyd or Led Zeppelin?"
"Aw, that's cruel, Hobbes."
"One or the other."
"..."
"Come on, you gotta play by the rules."
"Fine, Pink Floyd."
"Good choice."
"Pamela Anderson or Cindy Crawford?"
"Cindy Crawford."
"Seriously?"
"Bobby Hobbes likes a natural woman."
"Oh, okay. If you say so."
"Ketchup or mustard?"
"Whoa, impressive display of creativity."
"Wise ass."
"Mustard. Corey Feldman or Corey Haim?"
"Who or who?"
"Back in the '80s. Lost Boys, Watchers, The Goonies?"
"Never seen 'em."
*incredulous look*
"Well, I'm sorry. I was too busy living life in the real world. Try again."
"Real World or Road Rules?"
"Huh?"
"Do you even own a television?"
"If it's not a Hill Street Blues rerun or on CNN, I don't watch it."
"Geez. All right, Claire or Alex?"
"Claire."
"Didn't have to think about that one, did you?"
"Don't even start, or I'll kick your skinny ass out of my van."
"Such hostility."
"Like I said, I prefer a natural woman."
"Are you implying-- "
"Fawkes, I'm serious."
"Do you know something I don't?"
"This is your last warning."
"Okay, all right. Just asking."
"Burger King or Wendy's?"
"Burger King."
"Good, 'cause that's where we're headed."
"What if I'd said Wendy's?"
"Then I would've said 'Tough luck.'"
"That's not nice."
"What difference does it make?"
"I might've said Wendy's."
"But you didn't."
"But you led me to believe the option was there."
"Look, I knew you'd say Burger King."
"So now you're channeling Miss Clea?"
"Fawkes, don't ask me to play this game ever again."
"You said you were bored."
"Yeah, well, now I've got a headache."
"Tylenol or Advil?"
"Oh, God."
~The End~
