Author- Jointhehunt1981

Rating- K+

Just a short one here-My entry for fashiongirl97's challenge. My chosen prompt was 'Boredom'. Hope you enjoy and try and let me know what you think!

Gene huffed and slumped over the table, holding his head in his hands. He had been more bored than a one legged midget at an arse kicking contest all day. Alex had been in a mood all day for some reason so he hadn't been able to wind her up. He had read the newspaper from cover to cover, including the classified ads for lawnmowers, weathervanes and novelty toilet seats. As usual, there was naff all on the telly.

He stared off into space, absentmindedly tapping a biro he had somehow come to be holding against the table. He let his mind drift to things that usually zapped his boredom in an instant-Racing the Quattro round the streets of London, sitting in Luigi's with the lads, watching the footie, slamming the telephone receiver against the knuckles of a particularly infuriating suspect, playing pranks on Chris, winding up the interfering old bat who lived next door, screwing Bolly senseless at every available opportunity...Nothing worked. He was still bored stiff. He vaguely registered the kitchen door opening and Alex crossing the room and sitting in the chair opposite him.

"Hi," she said.

"Mmm," he murmured back. Alex sighed at his lack of response. She knew how fed up he had been all day.

"You ok?"

"Guess so."

"What do you want for dinner tonight?"

"Dunno."

"Are you trying to telepathically wear a hole in the wall or something?"

"No."

"What's wrong then?"

"Bored."

"Have you looked to see what's on the telly?"

"Yep."

Alex sighed again. Was she ever going to get more than a mono-syllabic response from him this afternoon? She decided to find out.

"I've decided to quit the force and become a nun."

"Have fun."

Well, that didn't work then. She decided to try something different.

"I'm pregnant."

"Good for you."

Alex grinned to herself. This was actually quite entertaining.

"I drank the last of your whiskey."

"Oh well."

"Gary Cooper's standing in the back garden."

"That's nice."

"Do you want to come to bed?" she purred.

"Not right now."

Alex suppressed a giggle. He REALLY wasn't focusing if he had just turned down the offer of an afternoon shag. However, as much as she was enjoying her little game, she decided it would be nice to actually have a coherent, two-sided conversation with him because she wanted to discuss re-decorating the bedroom with him. She was fed up of the bland, magnolia paint that, Gene claimed, had been there when he moved into the house a few years ago. She just wanted to make the room look a little more welcoming. Suddenly, it was like a spark had gone off in her brain. She knew exactly what would get a reaction out of him. She moved her hand towards the middle of the small circular table, where a bowl containing the household bills, several keys and various pieces of paper and junk stood.

"I'm just going to take the Quattro out for a quick spin," she said, grabbing Gene's car keys from the bowl and standing up and beginning to walk slowly from the room, the laughter she had been madly holding back finally escaping.

"Okay...Wait, what? DRAKE, GET BACK HERE!" Gene called after her, getting up and chasing after a hysterically giggling Alex as she turned and broke into a run. As he caught up with his infuriating girlfriend in the hallway, grabbed her round the waist and tried to reclaim his car keys, he realised that his boredom had suddenly dispersed...

Hope you enjoyed! Please let me know what you thought! :) xxx