Drabble 7: Irish
Passover
Feedback: Any and all constructive criticism would be lovely, whether
e-mailed or left in a review.
Disclaimer: Disney owns nearly everything I've ever obsessed over. This is
no exception.
Challenge: Write
about your OTP. (My second crack at the challenge.)
Notes: I have to give credit where credit is due: I did not come up with
this situation on my own. This actually happened to my friend Lauren a few
years ago, and it always amused me, so I asked for her permission to
use it, and this is the result.
Pairing:
Jack/David
By Angel of Harmony/Harmony/Jen
"I don't understand. The brisket's been cooking for four hours now and it's still pink!"
David had been preparing for the Passover seder since dawn. Jack, after brisket-shopping, had tried to make himself useful, but to no avail.
Sarah appeared then, and, after smirking at her brother, checked the offending meat. Seconds later, she stood up and burst out laughing. "Let me guess. You sent Jack for this."
David looked at his boyfriend suspiciously. "Why?"
"Because this..." She giggled. "Is a corned beef."
Jack looked sheepish. "Kiss me, I'm Irish?" he offered, by way of apology.
David promptly screamed.