I don't own anything to do with W&G. If I did, I would be writing for them.

A Sick Shade of Green

Will woke up to the sound of rustling coming from his closet. The day was Sunday, and any respectable person was up and out on the streets enjoying the unusually cool summer day. Everyone, except Will.

Last night had been one to forget. Why had he let Jack talk him into going out to check out the "hotties," as he put it, at the new joint in Manhattan? It had been one wild night; as it turned out, the "cute gurls" they were advertising aroused Karen more than anyone else. It had taken Jack a moment to catch on, but that was all the time those girls needed. Will had been tackled by no less than fourteen half-naked lustful creatures who didn't look much older then their numbers. Jack hadn't faired nearly as well by the time Will found him.

After making a hasty retreat and wisely leaving a content Karen behind, they headed home. Jack got caught by the usual handsome lover he seemed to pick up at the turn of every corner. Will arrived home exhausted, relieved, and lonely. Yet again he had spent Saturday night by himself.

Will sat up after convincing himself it was for the better. To his disappointment, falling asleep would have been the nicer thing for him to do for himself. "Jack! What are you doing in my closet?!?"

"Oh, hi Will. What do you think? The blue to accent my eyes, or does it over power them? Should I go with the soft green instead?" Jack had woken up with one thought on his mind – Juan. Oh what a catch he had now! The problem was, what could Jack possibly wear on their brunch date that morning?

"Get out of my room Jack! And no, you can't wear any of my clothes on your date with Ricardo today!"

"His name is Juan! Come on Will, I need your help! He wears only the best things! I need to seem just as chic as he does."

"So you noticed the cashmere sweater this morning after he left it at your place?"

"Will!"

"Jack, get out. Your clothes are fine. The only time he won't like what you're wearing is when he can't take it off." With that he took Jack out into the kitchen where Grace had kindly made a small breakfast for two.

"Oh thanks G, but I can't eat this early, you know..." Jack sat down at the table and push the plate away.

"All for the better since that wasn't for you anyway. Hey Will, what's wrong?" Grace sat down to join the two who were already seated at the dark table.

"Well you know how Jack and I decided to go out last night? The entertainment wasn't at all—"

"Ahhhhh!!! I don't want to hear it! What could have been worse?!? Nothing I tell you! Nothing!" Jack got up shrieking and running for the door. "Don't say it Will, don't say it!"

"There weren't any drag queens at the new place. They were real—"

"SHUT UP Will! I lived through that tragic event once. Thank God Ricardo was there to save me!"

"Jack, I had my ass spanked by school girls to save you. And his name is Juan."

"Yeah, whatever. I have to go prepare for my date with him. By the way Will, I chose the green one." With that, he left closing the door loudly behind him.

"Wait, wait, wait! School girls? Start talkin', I want to hear you get out of this one!" Grace stopped eating to listen to Will's story.