Drabbles!!!

[Talon Winchester]

These are probably more in the one-shot category but...oh well!

This first one involves a mob. I do not support mob behavior, I just wrote this. So don't come after me about it. Anyway, this one doesn't have much for the whole mob thing.

The Drabble with no Title (Original)

Blaire Brando sat down heavily on the floor of the garage that belonged to the house where the Brando mafia gang centered. She sighed and ran a trembling hand through her shoulder length red-orange hair. Her blue-grey eyes scanned the near empty garage before coming to rest on the opening door that led to the house. A lithe figure walked through the door. His messy brown hair flopped over his forehead and covered his hazel eyes. Blaire, who had jumped immediatly into a fighting position, bared her teeth and glared at him as she straightened up. She pointed an accusing finger at the boy, who was laughing insanely. 

   "That wasn't funny Jacen." Blaire hissed at the eighteen year old boy in question. 

   "Damn right it wasn't! It was freaking hilarious!" Jacen yelled. Jacen always made everything he did 'freaking hilarious' and everyone told him he should copywrite the phrase. Jacen, Blair, and another boy named Quinn, had grown up together in the mob because their dads were all parts of it. Jacen's dad was known for his smuggling abilities. Quinn's dad was known for being a damned good hit man. Blair's dad was the boss.

   "Go to hell, Jacen." Blaire pushed past him and stomped into the house. Immediatly she was met with the smell of too many cleaning supplies and a variety of spices. She was near the room that she hated. The freezer room. It was the room with the freezer and it also contained the laundry stuff and the cooking supplies. Her nose itched and she rubbed it furiously. 

   "Heh...heh...." she started gasping for breath. Jacen was in the garage and would hear her if she sneezed. For some reason she didn't want him to. Quickly entering the sound proof freezer room, she tugged the door shut. Her eyelids fluttered slightly and her nose began to run.

   "Heh...Hetchmph! Heh...Hitchshoo! Hetch! Heh...eh....eh..." the last sneeze was stuck. "Eh...shit..." she rubbed at her nose, trying to get it out. In a weird attempt to get it out, she found a cloth that was normally used for cleaning and some spices from the cabinet. She frantically unscrewed the lid of one of the spice containers and inhaled it quickly. The effect was immediate and caused her to drop the cloth and the spice. The spice spilled all over the cloth. Blaire quickly bent down to grab it, but staightened up suddenly and sniffled. The sneeze was gone. 

   She began to head for the door, when suddenly and forcefully, she sneezed, "HETCHISHOO! Hiiiitchishoo!" she sniffled and ran back to get the cloth. It was covered in whatever the spice was but another sneeze snuck up on her before she could replace it. 

   "HEHTISHOO! HitchOO!! Heh...CHMPHH!! Ehtish!" she sneezed forcefully and rather wetly into the cloth and blew her nose loudly. It made a long gurgling noise. Eventually, she just settled for sniffling. Now, her nose itched like crazy though. She wiped her nose carefully on the cloth. She shook most of the spice off the cloth and stuck it in the pocket of her leather coat. She  was about to go over to the door, when it opened by itself. Jacen casually slid in.

   "Hi Blaire! I've been looki...looking...f... for...y..." he wrinkled his twitching nose and closed his eyes, standing right in front of Blair, not knowing that was where he was. "Damn it! My n..nose... itches" he rubbed his nose furiously. "Eh...aw crap...heh...I'm g'nna...ahh...sneeze aren't I?" he wriggled his nose and brought his hand halfway between his chest and nose. "Heh...heh...c'mon...ahh....ehh...here i' c'mes...HEH....fuck it..." he sqeeuzed his eyes shut tighter and continued to pant and wiggle his nose helplessly. 

   Blaire felt her own nose twitching slightly, but ignored it. She reached out a hand and strokend the bridge of his nose with her index finger, and then traced the edge of his nostrils with her pinkie. "It's ok..." she muttered to him.

   "Heh...ohhh great....eh....ah...c'mon already...heh...HEH ETCHINXT!" he sneezed wetly in her face through his fingers. Blaire had had her mouth partly open to say something. She felt the droplets coat her tongue and the inside of her mouth. It sprayed her face  and the snot and spit got stuck in her hair. She didn't grimace though, she just handed him the 'handkercheif' she'd used earlier, with the unused side facing him. He blowed his nose loudly for a long time. It sounded incredibly wet, and when he handed it back to her, his side was covered in slimy green goo. 

   "I'm sorry I...y'know...sneezed on you." he apologized sheepishly. Blaire shrugged.

   "It's ok."

   "Sneeze on me."

   "What??"

   "I won't feel bad if you sneeze on me."

   "But..." Blaire tried to object, but she was interupted again by Jacen. 

   "Just sneeze on me when you can." Jacen shrugged. Blair suddenly had a sneezy look on her face and her nose was twitching more than ever. She bit her lip and rubbed frantically at her nose. She would NOT sneeze on Jacen, but she figured he'd make her at some point. Who cared that she was just recovering from a bad cold?

   "I...eh....thi...think th...that...time w...will...c...co...come sooner...th...than... you...HEH...th...heh...thought..." she told him, gasping for breath. 

   "Eh...hih...dammit...it's st...ahh...stuck" suddenly she lurched forward with a huge cold-worthy sneeze. "HEH...EH...AHCHITISHOO!!!" and sprayed cold germs all over Jacen's face. Jacen took note of how congested the sneeze actually sounded. The sneeze didn't stop there though. The tickle remained.

   "Heh...eh....ehhh...ETCHITISH!! HEH...HEH ETCH!!! Heh...AHTISH!! ETCHSHOO! HEHNXT!" each sneeze showered Jacen with germs, until the fit finally stopped. Blaire took out the cloth and blew her nose heavily. 

   "You're sick aren't you." he stated.

   "...yeah."

THE NEXT DAY, the two are laying on the floor in Jacen's room.

   "HEH TISHOO!!" Jacen sneezed, sending up a cloud of germs into the air. "Pass the kleedexes please." he told the sick Blaire beside him. Blaire grabbed a couple of tissues for herself and handed the box to Jacen, who blew his nose.

   "HEH...EH....Heh IBSHH!!" Blair sneezed congestedly into the air. "AHH...AHHHH.....AHTIBSHOO!!" the force of the second sneeze propelled her forward. She felt too lazy to blow her nose, so she just sniffled and let the mess roll down her face. 

   "Quid sprayig...Heh TISHEWW!!! Quid sprayig gerbs indo by roob Blair." Jacen grouched. Blair wiped her nose on the edge of the blanket and sniffed the rest of the mess up.

   "You're doig...heh...oh crap, I'm gonna sneeze some more, HEH...HEH...HEH HISHOBSHOO!! EH TISHB! AHH...ah...EH ETCHOOO!!" she sneezed loudly and explosively, sending more clouds of spit and snot into the air. "You're doig the exacd sabe thig!" 

   "Bud I hab to sleeb in this roob! Whed I ged well againd I'll jusd ged sigk againd because of you!" he groaned.

   "Yeah, because wed we're well you'll bake be sleeb id this roob, and I'll ged sigk and sdeeze od you!"

  "Ugh...you are so addoyig!"

   "You were sigk too whed you sdeezed on be?" asked Blaire.

   "...yeah."

A/N: If you want me to write more about this tell me!!!

[Anonymouse]

I like this! Definitely write more if you want, I'll be reading!

[sweetsneezes]

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