I know I am but what are you?
"PIERCE!!" Margaret shrieked as she stormed in to the Swamp.
Hawkeye was inside lounging on his chair with the ever faithful martini in his hand. "Yello, martini bar we're never closed," Hawkeye replied.
"Pierce, you . . . degenerate!!! What perverted pleasure do you get in playing practical jokes on me?-"
"Well since you asked-"Hawkeye started to say but was interrupted by Margaret.
"I don't care!! I don't want you anywhere near my tent. Or my clothing!!! You are not to touch my lingerie EVER again!!!!" Margaret yelled.
"Does this mean you didn't like how they looked on the flagpole? I thought they looked fantastic, she also has a great figure wouldn't you say," Hawkeye replied with a wink.
"Ohh you are a . . . a degenerate!!!" Margaret cried not realising she was repeating herself.
"I know I am but what are you?" Hawkeye asked cheekily.
"What? You are unmilitary!!!" Margaret shouted in frustration.
This time Hawkeye stood and said more seriously, "I know I am but what are you?"
"You're . . . you're perverted!"
Hawkeye stepped closer and said, "I used to be but what are you?"
Margaret was starting to get flustered and called, "You're sick Pierce!"
"I am sometimes but what are you?" Hawkeye said slowly as he once more moved, this time till he was mere inches from her face.
"You're . . . You're . . ." Margaret started to say though she did not have a comeback.
"I'll tell you what you are," Hawkeye said slowly. "You're beautiful, especially when you're angry. You're kind, generous, honest and one hell of a nurse. You're also the love of my life!"
With a swift movement Hawkeye kissed Margaret on the mouth. It was a quick kiss with no real passion in it but Hawkeye pulled back from it dazed.
Margaret stood stock still and then murmured, "I know you are but I'm in love with you too!"
She then grabbed his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss that was full of delight. Hawkeye responded by wrapping his arms around her as she slipped her arms around his neck and into his hair.
Hawkeye pulled back slightly and said breathlessly, "Always have . . ."
Margaret finished his sentence just as breathlessly with, "Always will."
Then they both moved in for another kiss.
"PIERCE!!" Margaret shrieked as she stormed in to the Swamp.
Hawkeye was inside lounging on his chair with the ever faithful martini in his hand. "Yello, martini bar we're never closed," Hawkeye replied.
"Pierce, you . . . degenerate!!! What perverted pleasure do you get in playing practical jokes on me?-"
"Well since you asked-"Hawkeye started to say but was interrupted by Margaret.
"I don't care!! I don't want you anywhere near my tent. Or my clothing!!! You are not to touch my lingerie EVER again!!!!" Margaret yelled.
"Does this mean you didn't like how they looked on the flagpole? I thought they looked fantastic, she also has a great figure wouldn't you say," Hawkeye replied with a wink.
"Ohh you are a . . . a degenerate!!!" Margaret cried not realising she was repeating herself.
"I know I am but what are you?" Hawkeye asked cheekily.
"What? You are unmilitary!!!" Margaret shouted in frustration.
This time Hawkeye stood and said more seriously, "I know I am but what are you?"
"You're . . . you're perverted!"
Hawkeye stepped closer and said, "I used to be but what are you?"
Margaret was starting to get flustered and called, "You're sick Pierce!"
"I am sometimes but what are you?" Hawkeye said slowly as he once more moved, this time till he was mere inches from her face.
"You're . . . You're . . ." Margaret started to say though she did not have a comeback.
"I'll tell you what you are," Hawkeye said slowly. "You're beautiful, especially when you're angry. You're kind, generous, honest and one hell of a nurse. You're also the love of my life!"
With a swift movement Hawkeye kissed Margaret on the mouth. It was a quick kiss with no real passion in it but Hawkeye pulled back from it dazed.
Margaret stood stock still and then murmured, "I know you are but I'm in love with you too!"
She then grabbed his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss that was full of delight. Hawkeye responded by wrapping his arms around her as she slipped her arms around his neck and into his hair.
Hawkeye pulled back slightly and said breathlessly, "Always have . . ."
Margaret finished his sentence just as breathlessly with, "Always will."
Then they both moved in for another kiss.