Of Ice, Shade, and Air Conditioning
Author: Inquisitive (Ink)
Rating: Yet another R for a reason!
Disclaimer: No own. No sue. Done deal.
A/N[1]: PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! The next chapter of TFOVH is almost done, I swear. However, I was going through slash withdrawals. Then my muses started snogging on the floor giving me all sorts of ideas. So, this is SLASH. Complete PWP (plot, what plot?) With no redeeming value what so ever. Please enjoy!
It was hot.
No, that was an understatement.
If you had a fever and sat in an oven which was turned up to broil with a space heater and an electric blanket, you might come close to the current temperature.
Of course you'd be too dead to notice. But that's beside the point.
The point is, everyone was doing whatever they could to stay cool. Which is why we find Spot in the shower. Racetrack walking over to Spot's house and trying not to die of heatstroke in the process. Specs and Dutchy were flopped shirtless on Dutchy's couch, aimlessly flipping through daytime talk shows and soap operas as the oscillating fan swept back and forth. Skittery was waiting in the shade of a giant oak tree for Snitch to show up. And Snitch was just leaving the nice, air conditioned convenience store with a six pack of Code Red Mountain Dew, and heading off to meet Skittery.
It was noon, the day was only bound to get hotter. Most everything was oddly still, as though the entire city were holding it's breath waiting for the sun to go down.
A/N[2]: Sorry the chapter is so short. The others will be longer and the rating will make sense. Please review and tell me which pairing you want to see first, Snittery, SpRace, or Sputchy.
Ink