Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2010 15:07:58 GMT -5
Damian sighed contentedly, pushing his plate away and lounging in his seat. “That was good.” He said with a smile.
Keith grunted in agreement, licking his lips one final time. He sat up abruptly and yanked Damian to his feet. “Time to go!” He yelled.
“What?!” Damian attempted to struggle against him. “Keith!!! The bill!”
He stopped suddenly, causing Damian to stumble. “Oops…” He muttered before whipping a twenty out of his pocket and shoving it into the hand of a passing waitress. “Keep the change!” He cried before taking off again.
“Keith…” Damian eyed him suspiciously. Why’d we leave so fast?” He smirked. “What? Did you see an old girlfriend?”
“No!” He stuck his nose in the air for a second before staring intently forward. “I saw THAT!” He pointed to an ice-cream shack.
“Oh! Well, that changes things!” They both ran towards it, Damian almost beating Keith there.
~*~
The boys soon left the shack, both with the sticky substance staining their faces. “Ooh!” Keith yelled excitedly. “Look at that!” He ran to another restaurant front.
“Keith, we just ate!” Damian caught up with him.
“But it looks so…good…” His mouth watered.
“Fine,” Damian grumbled.
“Yay!” Keith sprinted inside.
~*~
“I can’t…I can’t eat another…” Damian belched. “…bite…”
“Ooh!” Keith yelled for what must have been the umpteenth time that night. “That looks good!” He began to make his way over to yet another restaurant.
“Keith…” Damian groaned as he shuffled behind him. “I feel sick…”
“Aw, c’mon Damo, you can handle dessert, can’t ya?”
“I don’t--” Suddenly Damian’s eyes went wide. He turned and ran to the nearest garbage can, and promptly gave it a generous donation.
“Aw, that’s sick.” Keith muttered. He walked over and linked arms with the boy. “C’mon Damo, let’s get you back to the hotel.”
“Okay.” He slumped over Keith’s arm.
“I’ll even let you watch sports.” He smiled.
“Okay.” Damian was sounding more and more delirious.
“But if you throw up on me, I’ll never take you out to eat with me again.”
Damian turned green. “Okay!”
THE END
~~~
Based off of Damian's tweet: "Nice day off, did very little, ate more than i probably should have in a few restaurants with keith, time for some sleep !! :)"
A FEW?! Gosh, how much did they eat?!
Keith grunted in agreement, licking his lips one final time. He sat up abruptly and yanked Damian to his feet. “Time to go!” He yelled.
“What?!” Damian attempted to struggle against him. “Keith!!! The bill!”
He stopped suddenly, causing Damian to stumble. “Oops…” He muttered before whipping a twenty out of his pocket and shoving it into the hand of a passing waitress. “Keep the change!” He cried before taking off again.
“Keith…” Damian eyed him suspiciously. Why’d we leave so fast?” He smirked. “What? Did you see an old girlfriend?”
“No!” He stuck his nose in the air for a second before staring intently forward. “I saw THAT!” He pointed to an ice-cream shack.
“Oh! Well, that changes things!” They both ran towards it, Damian almost beating Keith there.
~*~
The boys soon left the shack, both with the sticky substance staining their faces. “Ooh!” Keith yelled excitedly. “Look at that!” He ran to another restaurant front.
“Keith, we just ate!” Damian caught up with him.
“But it looks so…good…” His mouth watered.
“Fine,” Damian grumbled.
“Yay!” Keith sprinted inside.
~*~
“I can’t…I can’t eat another…” Damian belched. “…bite…”
“Ooh!” Keith yelled for what must have been the umpteenth time that night. “That looks good!” He began to make his way over to yet another restaurant.
“Keith…” Damian groaned as he shuffled behind him. “I feel sick…”
“Aw, c’mon Damo, you can handle dessert, can’t ya?”
“I don’t--” Suddenly Damian’s eyes went wide. He turned and ran to the nearest garbage can, and promptly gave it a generous donation.
“Aw, that’s sick.” Keith muttered. He walked over and linked arms with the boy. “C’mon Damo, let’s get you back to the hotel.”
“Okay.” He slumped over Keith’s arm.
“I’ll even let you watch sports.” He smiled.
“Okay.” Damian was sounding more and more delirious.
“But if you throw up on me, I’ll never take you out to eat with me again.”
Damian turned green. “Okay!”
THE END
~~~
Based off of Damian's tweet: "Nice day off, did very little, ate more than i probably should have in a few restaurants with keith, time for some sleep !! :)"
A FEW?! Gosh, how much did they eat?!