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My Blue Heaven
Written by Becks Rylynn
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Title: Cuffed
Prompt: Elephant tears
Rating: K+
Genre: Romance/Humor
Words: 469
''Tell me again why I hang out with you?''
Dean stopped jiggling his knee and looked away from the boring white walls, sending his companion a wolfish grin. ''The sex.''
Ruby nodded, looking thoughtful. ''Right.''
''It's not so bad, you know,'' he said with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders. ''It's just a misdemeanor.''
''Dude,'' she held up her wrist and jangled her new bracelet noisily. ''I'm handcuffed to a table.''
''Yeah, you're right. That's bad. They must think we're flight risks. Which, you know, is not that far - ''
''Okay.'' She dropped her hand back to the table. ''Listen.'' She grimaced and fidgeted in her seat. ''I might be able to get us out of here. But I must warn you that it will be painful, ugly and possibly the most humiliating thing I've ever had to do. If I do do this for you - ''
''Heh,'' he snorted and sunk farther into his own uncomfortable chair. ''You said do do.''
'' - In return, I'm going to need you to supply me with french fries. Lots of them. Like...lifetime supply. I'm talking every time I get a craving, you will be paying for them. Do you accept these terms?''
He thought about it, jingled his own handcuffs and then nodded. ''I do.''
''Shake on it?'' A few seconds and a few awkward hand maneuvers later, she pressed her lips together and leaned back in her chair. ''We'll shake on it later.''
''Sounds good to me.''
''When the donut hog comes in, you shut your piehole and don't say a word, 'kay?''
He beamed. ''So...what are you gonna do anyway? Flash him?''
She glared. ''Don't be degrading.''
Back outside in the fresh night air, Dean stared at Ruby with wide eyes and an open mouth, absently shoving a fine for trespassing into his pocket.
''And that,'' she said, sniffling and wiping away the last remnants of her elephant tears. ''Is how you get the job done.''
''...Holy fuckin' shit,'' he breathed out. ''That was the most amazing thing I've ever seen.''
She patted his shoulder comfortingly. ''I feel a little dirty,'' she admitted. ''But it beats the totally not fun use of handcuffs.''
''I mean, I really thought you were losing your shit back there,'' he went on, staring at her with an awed look on his face.
''I don't fully understand that phrase, but okay.''
''I honestly felt like I needed to give you a hug.''
''You know, I'm feeling a bit peckish,'' she smirked and swatted him on the shoulder. ''Wanna buy me some fries?''
''You were like...there was blubbering. Actual blubbering. I thought you were going to hyperventilate. I was seriously worried about you.''
She sighed impatiently. ''See, now I knew I was going to regret this.''
''...You just looked so sad...''
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