Drabble Cascade #119 - 'oyster'

[charisstoma]

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Flash fiction I think is supposed to be 500 words or less. So don’t count 100 of these while you’re reading. This was entirely too much fun to write.

Title: Oysters (PG, weres-, m/m, University)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 600


“Anthony, that’s unfair. Come on, unroll or shift and let’s talk about it,” Ed coaxed. A grunt was all he got from the armadillo shifter currently curled tighter than a pillbug.

“Boyfriend trouble,” an amused voice asked.

Ed snarled at his once was friend and Anthony’s brother, Ted, “Shut the fuck up. You’re the cause of all this.”

“How exactly?”

Oh, Ted was altogether too smug, Ed thought, as Ted draped himself over one of the two beds that used to be pushed together.

“You’re the one who told him about oysters.”

Laughing, “Tony pooh, unroll do,” Ted sang. “Eating oysters will not turn anyone into a sex crazed monster. Ed doesn’t need any help, well except for a small dose of eau de ant.”

Anthony heard a yelp following the hiss of something being sprayed. The door slammed shut and his brother’s laughter could be heard growing fainter as he moved away down the hall.

“If I make it out of here alive I am so going to shuck your brother out of his plates and tie him atop an ant mound,” Anthony heard Ed growl.

“Ant. Something smells deliciously of ant,” Anthony murmured uncurling slightly and licking his lips.

“Do Not Uncurl Now!” Ed ordered, “Don’t you dare.”

“Hmmmm, ant. Yummy ant.” Anthony uncurled even more and saw Ed frantically pulling off his clothes to throw them to the other side of the room in the direction of the window. But the window was closed, Anthony thought. Ants slept during the winter and windows were closed because it was cold outside. But the smell of ant was strong in the room. Ed was at the door now carrying a towel and soap, naked as he could be. Turning his head towards the window where the smell of ant was and then back toward Ed frantically trying to get the door open and smelling of “warm tasty ant … so yummy.”

“No!” Ed kicked the door. “Fucker must have pennyed the door shut!”

Anthony watched Ed turn with his back against the door, “You, you stay over there. Do you hear me Anthony? You stay over there. Go nuzzle the clothes. I am not an ant.”

“Ant.” Anthony uncurled all the way, stalking the giant ant. “You smell so tasty. An ant like you can’t be eaten all at once. I’ll have to eat you one small bite at a time.”

Ed was staring at Anthony with wide scared eyes … that narrowed. “Wait a minute. Do armadillos even eat ants?”

Shifting to human form, Anthony grinned, “Not usually. Be thankful Ted couldn’t find any cricket scented spray. You’d really be in trouble then.”

Uncertainly Ed looked at his boyfriend/roommate. “So you’re not going to eat me?”

Smiling coyly, “Depends on how you taste. I’m betting that you forgot what today is,” Anthony frowned at Ed.

Blinking, “I remembered, bought you something. A book.” Ed scrambled for the desk forgetting where his towel wasn’t.

“Bet it’s not as nice as this book Ted got me,” Anthony hummed, smiling as Ed blushed at the cover. “I want to try page 20. It looks interesting.”

There was a sticky note marking the place. Ed opened the book and nearly fainted. That position… where did … how … his ass cheeks clenched even as another part could put out someone’s eye if he turned wrong, seeing diagrams and photos, was that even legal?!

“Tonight I want to try out my birthday book on you.” Anthony grinned, “Convenient that you’re dressed for it.”

“You both planned this, didn’t you?” Ed semi-accused.

Anthony smiled.

Comments

[mee-eep.livejournal.com]

LOL I can you had fun :)

[charisstoma.livejournal.com]

*grins* What gave it away?
Surely the width and depth of the ocean, not to mention any weather that might be occurring at sea, would mute the sound of giggles.

[mee-eep.livejournal.com]

I haz my wayz!

[charisstoma.livejournal.com]

*snickers* Can you hear me now?

[mee-eep.livejournal.com]

Thought that was you up to mischief :)

[charisstoma.livejournal.com]

*snickering* Read the comment below. Poor Sophie.

[mee-eep.livejournal.com]

You're shameless ;)

[charisstoma.livejournal.com]

I know. *shamed faced looking at the floor* *smirks*

[thwax.livejournal.com]

Naughty boys! Poor Ed, what a windup, but maybe things will be getting rapidly better.

And maybe I've been reading you too long, but I totally just went with armadillo shifter :D

[charisstoma.livejournal.com]

A long time ago before there was internet, I read of a couple's long and happily married life where the wife was deaf. The husband complained that his wife didn't play fair during arguments. She'd shut her eyes and so get the last word.

*GRINS* Yep. I've corrupted you. I have an advantage as I've read Were-Yorkie fics. After that anything can seem possible to be 'Were-'d *grins* and not weird.
https://www.fictionpress.com/s/2670192/1/Wereyorkie-or-How-a-Veterinarian-Found-Love

[mee-eep.livejournal.com]

Hey Aggy's Were-Yorkie revolution was the best!
It's what convinced me to get a LJ and join the crazy :p