A/N: I wanted to do something really off-the-wall for "old," and something that was firmly slash. I didn't end up with smut, nor did it come out to be the drabble I intended, but it is definitely unusual. :-) And yes, I am obsessed with food. :-)
"It's too old, Sandburg."
"Old, yeah, but not too old."
"Give it up, Chief. There is no way you are getting me to eat that."
"It looks fine, it smells fine..."
"Maybe to you -- believe me when I tell you that from here, it isn't fine."
"You just don't want to try it."
"I just don't want food poisoning."
"Do you know how long I worked on this?"
"No -- but I do know that it was five days ago."
"That's not that long!"
"Long enough -- trust me. It's too old."
"This is all your fault."
"My fault? You were the one who wouldn't take no for an answer that night. 'Dinner can wait, Jim -- I need you now!'"
"Well... you looked at me."
"Jeez, Sandburg, if all it takes is a look, you can hardly blame me!"
"Not just any look, that look. That 'I don't care what you think is for dinner, I'm putting you on the menu and eating you raw' look. You know I can't resist that look."
"Well, you can't blame me for the stake-out the next three nights, and how could we refuse to go out with everybody to celebrate the bust last night?"
"I'm sorry, Chief. How's this: we get carryout from anywhere you want to make up for it."
"We've been eating carryout all week."
"You aren't making this easy on me, Sandburg."
"I still say it's not too old."
"Alright, fine, you leave me no choice..."
"Jiiiim!! Come on, man, not that! I'm hungry here!"
"Me too, Blair."
"This is so not fair... the look, again!"
"What can I say, Chief -- some things never get old."
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