"Welcome to Beef Barn"

Disclaimer: If they were mine, I wouldn't have time to write.

Warnings: Slash (Skittery/Snitch), cussing, talk of beef.

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"Dun dun dun dunnnn, dun dun dun dunnnnn…" I was bored. So bored, I was actually starting to not hate the awful classical music boss-man insisted on. Well, 'not hate' is probably being too kind, but I was starting to sing along with it, so that meant something along the lines of not loathing, I suppose.

It was 3:40 on a Saturday afternoon and no one had been to the drive-thru window for almost an hour. I hated working the window. And normally, I wouldn't be allowed anywhere near it, but the regular girl quit that morning and we were left short handed. So there I was. Out of my comfort zone, which was behind the counter during the graveyard shift.

Sucked.

Boring, too. So when I saw the flashing light that signaled a customer, I felt a spark of something that might have been excitement. However, I'm not really sure, because like I said, it was only a spark. I'll go with it wasn't excitement, though, since the only time I get excited about my job is when I'm in my car, driving home, with a lapful of Chik'n Dunkers sauce I'd snitched at the end of my shift.

"Welcome to Beef Barn, would you like to try our Mad Cow Crazy Combo?" I rattled off the ridiculous line with as much false cheerfulness as I could muster.

"Um, the what?"

I rolled my eyes—the beauty of working a drive-thru window is that you can do whatever you want to the customer as long as you sound happy and polite. "The Mad Cow Crazy Combo, sir. It consists of a Beef Barn quarter pound burger with large fries, large drink, and a cookie. We're 'mad cow crazy' to give it away at only $1.99, sir." Oh my God. It would seriously be worth it to quit this job and lose my car just so that I would never have to say that again.

My customer must have thought so, too, because I heard him chuckle slightly. "'Mad Cow Crazy'? Isn't that a little…"

"Repulsive? Disturbing? Unappetizing?" I guessed.

"Uh, yeah, pretty much." He laughed again and I felt a real smile of my own creeping up.

"Hey, Beef Barn's here for your bargain burger needs. If you want tact, do like everyone else and head over to the Mickey D's down the street." I bit my lip and looked around quickly to see if boss-man was around. The last thing I needed was for him to hear me sending yet another customer to our rival.

"I'll keep that in mind. And despite your lousy salesmanship and lack of loyalty to your employer," he teased. "I'll take one of those Mad Cow Creepy Combos with a…do you have lemonade?"

I smirked. "Yes, sir, we do. So that's one Mad Cow Crazy Combo, even though I like your name better, with a lemonade. What kind of cookie?"

"Surprise me."

"Okay, is that all?" I punched the appropriate buttons for his order.

I heard him sigh heavily. "Yeah…yep, that'll be it, I guess."

"Sure thing, sir. That'll be $2.27, drive around to the window, please." Bopping my head to a song I recognized from Bugs Bunny, I turned off my headset and quickly made my way around the food service area to grab the order. My nose wrinkled as I stuffed the recently reheated burger and stale fries into a bag. It was pretty obvious why Beef Barn didn't get many customers, but hey, you get what you pay for at a discount burger joint. I made my way back to my register and opened the window without even glancing at the customer.

I stuck my hand out the window. "That's $2.27, please. I hope your day's going well so far, sir." I plastered a 'caring' smile onto my face, took the money, met my customer's eyes, and…

Promptly dropped his payment. Lots of coins, too, go figure that he had correct change.

I couldn't exactly bring myself to care about that, though, because sitting there in that car was the boy of my dreams. The boy I knew I would love for at least the duration of the transaction. The boy I hoped would never accept his order just so that I would never have to stop loving him. The boy who would one day be the man that I knew I wouldn't mind fathering my children.

Well, if science could someday make that possible. And if I weren't such a drama queen when it came to ejecting odd things from the smallest orifices of the human body.

He was beautiful. As beautiful as another boy could be, at least. Dark brown eyes that were smiling almost as much as his mouth, brown hair that was so sexily tousled, it couldn't have been done on purpose. His nose was kind of big, but hey, more to love. The lips that I couldn't wait to kiss were turned up into a grin and he raised an eyebrow at me, reminding me that I was gawking at him. I forced myself to resume normal blinking and breathing patterns.

I was suddenly very aware of my uniform. The straw hat, the blue jean overalls, the red flannel shirt…oh yeah. I was surely having the same mouth dropping effect on him. Because I was hot. In my overalls.

Overalls. Do you understand that? Blue jean. Overalls. Right. Sexy in overalls, flannel, and straw.

"Oh, um, I'm sor-sorry, sir, I'll, um—" I stuttered out an apology, cringing at myself for being such a loser. His grin turned into a soft smile as he winked—winked!—at me and opened the car door to pick up the dropped money.

I peered over the edge of the window, wanting to see more of the new star of my fantasies. His head turned slightly and he caught me staring down at him. I jerked my head back, figuring I'd spent more than enough time displaying my stalker tendencies to this guy. I busied myself by pushing the straw holder and napkin dispenser back against the wall. During the course of a shift, those things really have a way of working their way to the edge of the counter. If you didn't keep pushing them back, well, you'd end up with straws and a big silver napkin dispenser all over the floor. And really, who wants to deal wi—

"I managed to save the quarter, but the pennies didn't make it."

I jumped, whether it was at the sudden voice near my ear or the hand on my shoulder, I didn't know and, frankly, I didn't care. All I cared about was that the sudden voice near my ear and the hand on my shoulder belonged to him. He was standing up outside the window and giving me a beautiful smile that told me he wanted me as much I wanted him.

Or that he was ready to pay for his food. I always get those two smiles confused.

I shook my head slightly in order to tear my eyes away from that smile. Wait, he said something. Right, okay, it's my turn now. Um…dammit, what'd he say? Something about pennies. He lost the pennies, yes, that's right.

"Oh, well…that's no problem, don't worry about it. Two cents, it's on me. Um. My fault anyway." Oh yeah, there's that razor sharp wit that always attracts the hotties.

Or repulses. Again, I'm easily confused.

"I appreciate that…Andy." He glanced down towards my nametag.

"How'd you know my name?" I flushed at his laughter.

Right, see what I did there? I knew how he knew, but I still asked him how he knew. That, my friends, is what they call being a moron.

I licked my lips as he settled himself back into his car. "Um, yeah. So…uh…" Dammit, what comes next? I have his money…receipt! "Here's your receipt and your food. I'll get your drink now." I handed him the mentioned things and turned to the drink dispenser to fill a cup with lemonade.

Why was I so nervous? I'm never this lame around people. Not even around hot people. This particular hot person caught me off guard, though. No one hot comes to Beef Barn. The name itself tends to work as a repellent to potential beef-starved customers. Hey, yeah! He wasn't perfect after all. He chose to eat at Beef Barn, for God's sake.

Just as I was finally getting myself back into the swing of how things worked and I handed him his drink and a straw, he threw me for a loop.

"Andy, I think we've got a problem here." I jerked my head towards him, my mind racing with possible problems that could've presented themselves during my recent moments of utter incompetence.

"Uh…"

There's that wit again. I'm smooth. Rub a muffin on me; I'm like butter, baby.

He grinned and I'm pretty sure I died just a little at the sight. I'm fine with that, though, because who doesn't want to die happy?

"You forgot my sugar, Andy."

Oh. His—wait, what? "Wait, what?"

"My sugar, my sweet, y'know--my cookie, man! You can't expect me to get through the rest of the day if you deny me a little of that sugar you promised me." His grin got bigger and impossibly sexier.

I froze. Was he flirting…? No, couldn't be. Not a chance.

I let out an airy chuckle and shook my head a bit. Cookie, yes, good. That's a problem I could remedy. "I'm sorry about that, sir. Your cookie. I'll get that for you. Okay, back in a sex."

Oh God. Please. Please let me die. All the way this time. I did not just say 'back in a sex' to this guy. I didn't.

Shit. I did. I did, didn't I?

My eyes widened and I turned around, quickly walking away to retrieve his cookie. I took my time and made sure to inspect every saran-wrapped chocolate chip cookie before picking out a nice not-too-stale-looking one.

Slowly, I made my way back to the window and to the enticing young man I'd just embarrassed myself in front of.

Please let him have selective hearing, please let him have selective hearing….

"That took a little longer than a sec, Andy." He winked again. Oh, I wish he'd stop with the winking and grinning. I'm sixteen, man! If all of those know-it-all-adults are to be believed, that means I'm basically just one big walking hormone--there's only so much torture I can be expected to take! "I was starting to miss you."

I giggled loudly. Yes, I giggled. I'm a loser, remember?

Clearing my throat, I passed him his cookie. I had to push back another giggle as he overextended his fingers, brushing them over my own. I smiled a bit instead, hoping the giggle wouldn't somehow force it's way out.

"Um…I'm sorry about, y'know, me. I suck at this, I'm supposed to be behind the counter during the night shift, but the girl that usually does this quit this morning, so my boss decided to bump us around a little, and you really don't care, do you?" Yep. Here comes the blood rushing to my cheeks again. I haven't blushed this much since last Christmas when George, my aunt's German Shepherd, decided I had the sexiest left leg in the house. That was just before my growth spurt, so he was easily as tall as I was and weighed infinitely more. His…advancements knocked me down, leading to this big house-wide panic of trying to get a sexually frustrated attack dog to release his chosen one. "Um. I hope you, uh, come back. Boss-man will probably have me back behind the counter tomorrow, so it'll be safe to drive-thru again and I'll try to make sure you get a non-brain dead cashier here or at least just someone who's…not me." I looked at him and was surprised to see him not smiling.

His head was tilted to the side a little as he looked at me, studying my face. I gave him a nervous half smile, knowing there must've been something stuck to my face. He nodded once and licked his lips. "I'll be back, Andy, in spite of that little threat." There was that smile again. "You make sure you stay put at this window, guy. You're good for business."

I blushed. Of freakin' course.

"And you're cute when you blush." With that, he drove away, leaving me wondering if he really just said that or if I was hearing interference in my head set. Seeing the flashing light signaling another customer, I decided it had to be the latter.

End of Chapter One

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Note: Oh, y'all. I hope this wasn't too awful. I've never written in first person and it's not as easy as it looks! And this is the first chapter story I've done. I've already got chapter 2 typed out, but since it took me a week to make up my mind to put this one up, who knows when you'll get it. What else, what else…ohhh yeah, dude, so can you guess who the two guys in this are? Heh. If you read the summary, it shouldn't be too hard. BUT if you're a space case like me, you probably still need to be told, so here goes:

Andy the happy worker is our beloved Snitch.

Sexy customer man is our belusted Skittery.

I hope you enjoyed it a little! R&R please!^^