Title: Advent Treasures 2/25: Look
What Whining Gets You.
Author: Deathangelgw
Author email:
deathangelgw@gmail.com
Disclaimer: None of the characters
are mine. All of them are owned by Storm baby...wah!
Warnings: AU, fluff, sap, silly.
Pairings: Pell/Cal
Rating: PG for innuendo
Summary: You whine too much and
you get it in the face!
Beta: nadda
Timeline: HA! Who needs a
timeline!
A/N: Every year, I do ficlets for
Advent up until and including Christmas. To me, they
are a symbol of the best things and the not so great
things for Christmas. Enjoy and please review!
“Are you sure we should be here?”
Pell whispered to Cal as they walked along
the snow packed path leading to Forever. They were
visiting the Parasilians for a Winter Solstice
Festival, but Pell was, as usual, nervous about
seeing Cobweb. No matter how good their relationship
was now that Snake was chesna with Cobweb, he still
felt uneasy around the mystic.
“You’re being paranoid again,” Cal replied in a sing song tone and grinned
wickedly when Pell shot him a glare and huffed.
“Seriously! Cobweb is not going to hex you! He likes
you! So just, chill all right?” he added before
reaching over and messing up Pell’s hair teasingly.
Growling as he tried to get his
hair back under control, Pellaz frowned. “Chilling
isn’t hard right now,” he grumbled while pulling his
cloak tighter around his body.
Cal
laughed at that as he shook his head and they fell
silent again. A few minutes later, Pell whined, “Why
did we have to come in so far away from the house?”
Rolling his eyes, Calanthe glanced
at his chesnari with a look of disgust. “Whining
now? Great Ag, Pell, did you regress or something?”
he demanded as he tugged his own cloak closer to his
body.
“I’m not whining! The Tigron never
whines!” Pell snapped before stomping ahead of his
chesnari, who was laughing heartily at him.
They walked like that for a couple
of minutes before called out, “Oh Peeelll!!”
“Wha-AAHH!!” Pell’s shriek echoed
across the lawn as his face and neck as well as part
of his chest was smacked into with a snowball. He
glanced at
Cal
as the blond laughed hysterically while slapping his
knees. The dark haired Tigron tapped his fingers on
his hips before bending down and scooping up some of
the snow and shaping it into a ball.
Cal’s laughter turned into
spluttering as he was nailed in the face with snow.
He grinned as Pell laughed and the challenge was on
as snowballs flew through the air amidst laughter
and cursing. They chased each other across the lawn,
dignity lost as they worked to pelt the other with
snow while taunting each other. By the time they
were near the house, both were flushed and giggling
as well as soaking wet from the melted snow.
In a last ditch effort, Cal tackled Pell and they rolled in the snow,
giggling and batting at each other as they wrestled.
Finally, Cal pinned his love and
kissed him softly as they panted for air, grinning
against each other’s mouths. Their kiss broke and
they gazed down at each other before shifting closer
together and sharing breath. After a minute, they
pulled apart again and smiled at one another as they
caught their breaths. “So, no more whining?” Cal teased as he brushed
his fingers along Pell’s cheek.
“Only because I love the rough
housing afterwards is why I’ll keep doing it,” Pell
retorted with a chuckle as he wrapped his arms
around
Cal’s waist.
Chuckling as well,
Cal
pulled them both up onto their feet and they headed
towards the house, where it was seen in the porch
light that two figures were watching. Pell just
grinned. So what if it was seen that he was having
fun in the snow. He just had to remember that
whining got you into trouble.
The End!
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