Bleh, I think that was the longest it's ever taken me to update this...and...I'm sorry. The sad part is I really don't have an excuse. I've spent the last week working, cramming in the rest of my english homework, and watching the Boondock Saints like...three times...a night...idk. Gimme a break.

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Prompt: Cheese, forty-five minutes in the car, So you think you can dance; curtosy of Rags (sorry for that wait...)

"Tony, pull over…" Sean groaned, his voice muffled by his knees. He had lifted his legs to his chest and was resting his head on his knees; breathing in deeply.

"Why?" Tony asked, but complied. Sean didn't whine often, so when he requested something like this he knew to acquiesce.

"If you like the interior of your car the way it is, you'll just do it." Sean stated grimly and Tony took the next exit to a rest stop. As soon as they had stopped, before Tony had even turned off the car Sean was out and ran into the building. Tony raised an eyebrow, unsure what was going on and got out of the car, following his boyfriend.

"Sean?" he called out into the crowd of tourists but could not find him. Based on his abnormally pale complexion and urgency Tony tried his luck in the bathroom just in time to see the blonde exit a stall, "Sean, what's up?"

"Why the hell did you let me do that?" Sean asked vaguely as he walked over to this sink, still hunched slightly and holding his stomach.

"Do what?" Tony asked, walking over to him and leaning on another porcelain basin.

"Let me eat that shit back at the last rest stop we went to!" Sean stated, flipping his hair out of the way just long enough to splash some water on his face.

"The spray can cheese shit I told you not to eat?" Tony asked; a slight smirk landing on his lips. Less than an hour ago Tony had pulled over for gas and Sean had wandered into the convenience store, wanting to stretch his legs. He'd come back with a bottle of soda for Tony and a can of cheese.

"Sean, what in God's name is that?" he had asked as he saw his boyfriend pull it out of the bag.

"Some canned cheese stuff…I don't know! It looked cool, I mean, what kind of thing is canned cheese?" Sean asked, a curious smile playing on his lips.

"Nothing you should be eating…" Tony stated, looking at him, his expression one of disgust.

"Come on, what's the worst thing that could happen?" Sean rolled his eyes, cracking open the bottle top; then looking at it thoughtfully, "What would this go good on?"

"Food poisoning…" Tony mumbled and got in the car.

The blonde just shrugged and squirted some on his finger, then licking it off, "That's kind of awful…but oh well…I'm hungry…" he stated and nonchalantly began to squirt more on his hands. Not willing to argue on the matter, knowing his boyfriend would do nothing but continue doing so if not just to spite him; he just kept silent and began driving once again.

However, forty-five minutes in the car and half the can of cheese later here they were; standing in the disgusting bathroom of a rest stop with the blonde sick to his stomach and Tony trying with all his might not to let an 'I told you so…' slip out.

"Are you feeling any better?" Tony asked, watching Sean take a sip of his ginger ale. They had moved into the food court and the Italian had bought the latter something to drink to settle his stomach. Sean just shrugged his response and continued drinking.

"I guess so…"

"So…have we learned something today?" Tony asked, a playful smirk dancing upon his lips.

"Yes…don't eat cheese out of a can from the back of a shelf in a backwater convenience store…" Sean stated, eliciting a laugh in the form of an exhale.

"See, I was thinking more along the lines of 'Listen to your boyfriend' but I guess that's close enough…" Tony chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair, "Ready to go?" he asked and Sean nodded, getting up and putting the cap back on his soda.

As they walked out to the car Sean turned to his boyfriend, "So, how long until we get there?"

"About three hours at this point, so…nothing too awful…" he stated and grabbed his boyfriend's hand, pulling up his wrist and checking the time, "Cool, it's five o'clock so if traffic and everything goes well we should get to my sister's house just in time for 'So You Think You Can Dance'…" he smiled and Sean rolled his eyes.

"Dork…" Sean laughed and Tony turned to him, raising an eyebrow smartly.

"At least I don't eat canned cheese and get sick in rest stop bathrooms…" he stated and Sean shoved him playfully right before they got into the car.

Wanna play a game? Let's guess how many tries it took me to write that?...*impatient* the answer is three. At the end I kind of just gave up and was like, "Fuck it, this is just what I'm gonna post." Not right to you guys, I know, but honestly that squeeze cheese if fucking disgusting. Wow, I'm throwing around the f-bomb a lot today...

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