Author:ChupasGrl
email: costas1998@cox.net
Title: A wedding, a not so good introduction and a refreshing drink
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The characters from Lock, Stock belong to Guy Ritchie. I am using the lads for fun and not meaning any harm. All non-movie characters are mine and I am not making any money off this story.
Summary: Soap's getting married and Bacon's still having trouble getting the drink he wants. Throw in a lady to complicate things and see what you get.
Archive: Just ask
Feedback: Please
Note: I beta read this with help from a friend. So I hope I fixed all the mistakes. If not so sorry
Chapter 3
~STILL AT THE WEDDING~
Jasmine walked as fast as she could to her seat. She briefly looked back and found Bacon smiling at her. What is he smiling at? Once again she spotted Holly and Soap. A smile came over her face before she stood up and walked over to them.
"Saw you dancin with Bacon," Holly commented with a wink.
Jasmine rolled her eyes then said, "Yeah. Holly do you still need me to watch Oscar for you?"
"Oh darn, I forgot about Oscar." Holly leaned in closer to Jasmine. "Mom took him over to Soap's place, she can't watch him for me plus she is cleaning out my flat for me. So she really won't be able to watch him so I really need you to stay at Soap's while we are gone."
"I don't mind watching him at Soap's place. I knew you're Mom wanted to clean your place for you so it won't be any different if I watch him there or at Soap's." Jasmine told her cousin.
Holly hugged Jasmine before whispering in her ear. "Thank you Jasmine and don't tell Soap. He's not Oscar's biggest fan. Mom left the spare key under the mat."
~About 20 minutes later~
Bacon made his way over to Soap. Everyone was leaving so he knew it was the perfect moment to say his goodbye.
"You good Soap?"
"I'm better than good Bacon!" Soap smiled and hugged Bacon. "Oh! Will you do me a favor?"
Bacon smiled as he put his hands in his pant pockets. "Sure."
"Holly's mum brought Oscar over to my place and no one is there to take care of him. Would you mind watching him while we're gone. She thinks I hate him but I don't!"
"That's fine, Ed's mother is comin' down from Scotland to visit and she'll stay a week so it would be a good deal if I'm not there!"
Soap gave his friend a hug again before saying, "The key's under the mat Bacon."
~Soap's Apartment later that night~
Jasmine stopped off at her aunt's place to get some stuff before making her way to Soap's apartment. She pushed the door open and was attacked by the cat.
"Oscar you freak hold on let me get in the door!"
The cat meowed at her then stared up at her.
Once she was inside, Jasmine flopped on the couch and put her feet up on the coffee table. "That was bad on my feet."
She leaned her head over and saw Oscar still staring at the front door. "Buddy they aren't coming home until next week."
Oscar meowed again then turned and started walking over to her. Jasmine smiled as he jumped on the couch and stood next to her.
"But I am sure they miss you."
~Around 2:30 am~
"Shit!" Bacon yelled when he found that Soap's spare key wasn't under the welcome mat.
"Shit Soap! Now I'll have to break in your fucking apartment!"
Bacon did his best the not screw up Soap's door. Finally after making a minimal amount of noise, he was in the apartment. He found himself face to face with a big black cat.
"You must be the cat?"
"I'm Bacon, Soap's mat."
The cat stared up at him then turned and flung his tall up in the air. Bacon smiled then said, "Nice to meet you too!"
~In Soap's bedroom~
Jasmine woke up when Oscar jumped on the bed. He walked up by her head and began rubbing against it.
"Come on Oscar not now I'm sleepy!"
The cat purred then began rubbing against her again.
"I hate cats!" Jasmine said while throwing the covers off her body and leaping out of bed. She stared down angrily at Oscar before picking him up and walking towards the door.
She was almost out the door when she came face to face with a person.
Jasmine dropped Oscar and began screaming.
"What the?" Bacon yelled while catching the cat in his arms. "Who the fuck are you?"
Jasmine stepped back into the room and slammed the door shut. "Look, my boyfriend's in the bathroom! Don't make him come out there! Just leave!"
Bacon rolled his eyes before letting the cat fall in the ground. "Who are you? And what are you doing here miss? This is my mate's flat!" He demanded while pounding on the door.
"What? Leave at once or I'll call the cops on your sorry ass!" He heard the woman yell. Knowing that he was scaring her more than anything, Bacon calmed himself down and walked back door the hall and sat in the living room. This was a situation that called for cool reasoning. He flopped down on the sofa and waited for the mystery woman to appear.
Jasmine found herself all tense and ready to jump at any moment. Questions racing through her mind. She wasn't told that anyone else would be staying here. Taking a chance, she slowly opened the bedroom door and peaked outside. When she found nothing, an assuring breath left her body. She walked into the living room and went to the kitchen with Oscar right behind her. A strange sense came over her, the front door looked liked it was locked.
~In the Living Room~
Bacon watched as the woman pranced by and went into the kitchen. With only the bedroom light on, he couldn't really get a good look at her face. Her butt on the other hand, was clear as day. I didn't think ladies wore those to sleep in..I did see a girl wrestle with that on once... He shook his head and again focused on her.
Jasmine looked down at Oscar then thought about what she wanted to do. Should she turn and scream, yell or do both. She froze when she heard someone walking over the hardwood floor. The gentle sound killing her inside.
"Miss please tell me why...." was silenced by spoon being slammed against Bacon's face. "Aw..fuck sake.." he hissed before reaching out a grabbing hold of his attacker.
Jasmine had done it without thinking, she looked over and saw the large spoon. It seemed to be beckoning her to use it as a weapon.
"Let go of me!" she yelled.
That voice! "Tart" Bacon let go and managed to flip the kitchen light on.
"You!?" Jasmine stood in disbelief. "What the fuck are you doing here?"
"ME?"
"I'm staying here to watch the cat," she hissed before realizing she was still wearing her lingerie from earlier. Taking hold of a rag she held it over her body.
Bacon rolled his eyes and snatched the towel away from her and the spoon. He didn't know how, but it had cut him above his left eye. A small amount of blood was running down his face. "You hit me with a spoon!"
Jasmine went to say something but huffed. She looked down at the cat was steadily staring up at both of them. When she looked up again she stated, " Heidi asked me to watch over Oscar while they are gone!"
"Same with me," Bacon told her while letting his eyes lingered over the front of her. "Do you always wear that get up to bed?"
"Just leave Bacon," she told him while folding her arms across her chest. "I got this!"
He laughed then went back into the living room and sat down on the couch. "Can't the door's locked from outside, I had to break in and I did somethin to the lock."
"What?"
"I just told you that I can't leave."
"I'm sorry what?" Jasmine insisted as she stood staring down at him.
"Jesus tart you can't hear well can ya...I said I CAN NOT LEAVE BECAUSE OF THE FRONT DOOR..IT'S LOCKED FROM THE OUTSIDE" Bacon began using his hands to illustrate. "WE HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL MORNING TO CALL MY FRIENDS TO GET ME OUT!"
Jasmine was miffed at this point, she stormed over to the door and found that Bacon was right. Feeling like she'd died and gone to hell, Jasmine pounded her clinched fist against the door.
"That's not going to help."
Slowly Jasmine turned and glared at the man sitting on the couch. She walked up to him and said, "Okay I'm sleeping in there you're sleeping in here and tomorrow your cocky British ass is going call those fuck off's you call friends and you are going be outta here!"
"Potty mouth."
A sly grin and wink caused Jasmine to yell. She turned on a dime and stormed back to the bedroom. After she slammed the door, Bacon let out a laugh then kicked his shoes off. This is gonna be a laugh!
email: costas1998@cox.net
Title: A wedding, a not so good introduction and a refreshing drink
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The characters from Lock, Stock belong to Guy Ritchie. I am using the lads for fun and not meaning any harm. All non-movie characters are mine and I am not making any money off this story.
Summary: Soap's getting married and Bacon's still having trouble getting the drink he wants. Throw in a lady to complicate things and see what you get.
Archive: Just ask
Feedback: Please
Note: I beta read this with help from a friend. So I hope I fixed all the mistakes. If not so sorry
Chapter 3
~STILL AT THE WEDDING~
Jasmine walked as fast as she could to her seat. She briefly looked back and found Bacon smiling at her. What is he smiling at? Once again she spotted Holly and Soap. A smile came over her face before she stood up and walked over to them.
"Saw you dancin with Bacon," Holly commented with a wink.
Jasmine rolled her eyes then said, "Yeah. Holly do you still need me to watch Oscar for you?"
"Oh darn, I forgot about Oscar." Holly leaned in closer to Jasmine. "Mom took him over to Soap's place, she can't watch him for me plus she is cleaning out my flat for me. So she really won't be able to watch him so I really need you to stay at Soap's while we are gone."
"I don't mind watching him at Soap's place. I knew you're Mom wanted to clean your place for you so it won't be any different if I watch him there or at Soap's." Jasmine told her cousin.
Holly hugged Jasmine before whispering in her ear. "Thank you Jasmine and don't tell Soap. He's not Oscar's biggest fan. Mom left the spare key under the mat."
~About 20 minutes later~
Bacon made his way over to Soap. Everyone was leaving so he knew it was the perfect moment to say his goodbye.
"You good Soap?"
"I'm better than good Bacon!" Soap smiled and hugged Bacon. "Oh! Will you do me a favor?"
Bacon smiled as he put his hands in his pant pockets. "Sure."
"Holly's mum brought Oscar over to my place and no one is there to take care of him. Would you mind watching him while we're gone. She thinks I hate him but I don't!"
"That's fine, Ed's mother is comin' down from Scotland to visit and she'll stay a week so it would be a good deal if I'm not there!"
Soap gave his friend a hug again before saying, "The key's under the mat Bacon."
~Soap's Apartment later that night~
Jasmine stopped off at her aunt's place to get some stuff before making her way to Soap's apartment. She pushed the door open and was attacked by the cat.
"Oscar you freak hold on let me get in the door!"
The cat meowed at her then stared up at her.
Once she was inside, Jasmine flopped on the couch and put her feet up on the coffee table. "That was bad on my feet."
She leaned her head over and saw Oscar still staring at the front door. "Buddy they aren't coming home until next week."
Oscar meowed again then turned and started walking over to her. Jasmine smiled as he jumped on the couch and stood next to her.
"But I am sure they miss you."
~Around 2:30 am~
"Shit!" Bacon yelled when he found that Soap's spare key wasn't under the welcome mat.
"Shit Soap! Now I'll have to break in your fucking apartment!"
Bacon did his best the not screw up Soap's door. Finally after making a minimal amount of noise, he was in the apartment. He found himself face to face with a big black cat.
"You must be the cat?"
"I'm Bacon, Soap's mat."
The cat stared up at him then turned and flung his tall up in the air. Bacon smiled then said, "Nice to meet you too!"
~In Soap's bedroom~
Jasmine woke up when Oscar jumped on the bed. He walked up by her head and began rubbing against it.
"Come on Oscar not now I'm sleepy!"
The cat purred then began rubbing against her again.
"I hate cats!" Jasmine said while throwing the covers off her body and leaping out of bed. She stared down angrily at Oscar before picking him up and walking towards the door.
She was almost out the door when she came face to face with a person.
Jasmine dropped Oscar and began screaming.
"What the?" Bacon yelled while catching the cat in his arms. "Who the fuck are you?"
Jasmine stepped back into the room and slammed the door shut. "Look, my boyfriend's in the bathroom! Don't make him come out there! Just leave!"
Bacon rolled his eyes before letting the cat fall in the ground. "Who are you? And what are you doing here miss? This is my mate's flat!" He demanded while pounding on the door.
"What? Leave at once or I'll call the cops on your sorry ass!" He heard the woman yell. Knowing that he was scaring her more than anything, Bacon calmed himself down and walked back door the hall and sat in the living room. This was a situation that called for cool reasoning. He flopped down on the sofa and waited for the mystery woman to appear.
Jasmine found herself all tense and ready to jump at any moment. Questions racing through her mind. She wasn't told that anyone else would be staying here. Taking a chance, she slowly opened the bedroom door and peaked outside. When she found nothing, an assuring breath left her body. She walked into the living room and went to the kitchen with Oscar right behind her. A strange sense came over her, the front door looked liked it was locked.
~In the Living Room~
Bacon watched as the woman pranced by and went into the kitchen. With only the bedroom light on, he couldn't really get a good look at her face. Her butt on the other hand, was clear as day. I didn't think ladies wore those to sleep in..I did see a girl wrestle with that on once... He shook his head and again focused on her.
Jasmine looked down at Oscar then thought about what she wanted to do. Should she turn and scream, yell or do both. She froze when she heard someone walking over the hardwood floor. The gentle sound killing her inside.
"Miss please tell me why...." was silenced by spoon being slammed against Bacon's face. "Aw..fuck sake.." he hissed before reaching out a grabbing hold of his attacker.
Jasmine had done it without thinking, she looked over and saw the large spoon. It seemed to be beckoning her to use it as a weapon.
"Let go of me!" she yelled.
That voice! "Tart" Bacon let go and managed to flip the kitchen light on.
"You!?" Jasmine stood in disbelief. "What the fuck are you doing here?"
"ME?"
"I'm staying here to watch the cat," she hissed before realizing she was still wearing her lingerie from earlier. Taking hold of a rag she held it over her body.
Bacon rolled his eyes and snatched the towel away from her and the spoon. He didn't know how, but it had cut him above his left eye. A small amount of blood was running down his face. "You hit me with a spoon!"
Jasmine went to say something but huffed. She looked down at the cat was steadily staring up at both of them. When she looked up again she stated, " Heidi asked me to watch over Oscar while they are gone!"
"Same with me," Bacon told her while letting his eyes lingered over the front of her. "Do you always wear that get up to bed?"
"Just leave Bacon," she told him while folding her arms across her chest. "I got this!"
He laughed then went back into the living room and sat down on the couch. "Can't the door's locked from outside, I had to break in and I did somethin to the lock."
"What?"
"I just told you that I can't leave."
"I'm sorry what?" Jasmine insisted as she stood staring down at him.
"Jesus tart you can't hear well can ya...I said I CAN NOT LEAVE BECAUSE OF THE FRONT DOOR..IT'S LOCKED FROM THE OUTSIDE" Bacon began using his hands to illustrate. "WE HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL MORNING TO CALL MY FRIENDS TO GET ME OUT!"
Jasmine was miffed at this point, she stormed over to the door and found that Bacon was right. Feeling like she'd died and gone to hell, Jasmine pounded her clinched fist against the door.
"That's not going to help."
Slowly Jasmine turned and glared at the man sitting on the couch. She walked up to him and said, "Okay I'm sleeping in there you're sleeping in here and tomorrow your cocky British ass is going call those fuck off's you call friends and you are going be outta here!"
"Potty mouth."
A sly grin and wink caused Jasmine to yell. She turned on a dime and stormed back to the bedroom. After she slammed the door, Bacon let out a laugh then kicked his shoes off. This is gonna be a laugh!