Title: Get a Room
Rating: PG
Word Count: 298
Pairing: Team Underpants
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: Dom and Evin walk in on something.
Dom was sure he had been in stranger situations in his life. In fact he was very, very positive he had. It was just that none of them were coming to mind right now.
"Someone is on my foot!" A voice cried. It wasn't his, or Evin's. Actually, if he didn't know any better he'd have said it was the kings. But that was ridiculous. Why would the king be in a closet, with, from what he could tell at least, another man? Who wasn't the queen. (Not that he was saying that Queen Thayet was a man.)
"Umm, sorry sire, that's me," Evin said. So it was the king! Mithros, Black God, Goddess, why couldn't Evin have picked, and unoccupied closet?
"Would someone please tell me what's going on here?" a lightly accented voice asked, Bazhir, from the sound of it. Wasn't the king's squire a Bazhir?
Do not even go there, Dom said to himself. But he couldn't help it. He and Evin, had walked in on what certainly appeared to be a romantic encounter between King Jonathon and his squire.
"This isn't what it looks like," the king protested. "Zahir and I were having a lesson."
"On what?" Evin quipped.
"None of your business," the king's squire snapped. Dom raised his eyebrows and had a feeling Evin was raising his too.
"Well then, we'll leave you two to your 'lesson'," Evin said. "However, next time I would suggest getting a proper room."
Dom rolled his eyes at Evin's theatrics. Players. He pushed his way out of the room dragging the rider with him.
"Why don't we take your advice, O wise one."