fluff, silliness
"Quatre's birthday is coming up," said Trowa. "I don't know what to do. I asked him. He said to surprise him."
Duo smiled. "I've got one helluva kinky idea, but... "
Quatre waited by the bridge. Trowa said to wait for him here. It's a nice view up here, he thought. So romantic.
"Quatre."
Quatre looked to the left and to the right.
"Quatre."
He looked behind him to find Trowa floating beside the bridge. "How? Oh, wow." Trowa was looking mighty nice in black leather pants, sunglasses and leather jacket.
Trowa smiled and said, "Duo lent me these floaters." He flashed a bracelet. "They work by creating an anti-gravity field. They last for hours. Want to go floating?"
"Wow, just like Peter Pan."
Trowa snapped a floater around Quatre's wrist and they went flying off into the night. "Quatre... "
"Yes."
"Duo had one more suggestion... "
"Karen," said the sheriff of the local town called Geekville.
"Yeah," said the deputy.
"Your uncle the hermit's complaining that two guys are floating in the night sky having sex."
"I'll check his medication in the morning!"
"But why is he hallucinating about two guys this time instead of space aliens or whatever the hell he usually complains about?"
"Shut up!"
The End
(:./mk/floating)
