Fic a day: Day 2

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Title: Yakety Yak (Don't Talk Back)
Pairings: Andy/Surprise, Mardy/Tommy
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 536
A/N: Day number two. Song: Yakety Yak. By the coasters.

Take out the papers and the trash
Or you don't get no spendin' cash
If you don't scrub that kitchen floor
You ain't gonna rock and roll no more
Yakety yak (don't talk back)

 

Mardy grinned as Andy scrubbed the toilet. Oh how he absolutely loved when he won bets against his friend.

 

“I think you missed a spot…” Mardy mock-inspected Andy’s work.

 

“What? Where?” Andy asked and then glared over his shoulder. “Hysterical Fish.”

 

Mardy just laughed and then he shrugged. “It’s not my fault you made the bet of who could or could not make the most prank calls successfully.”

 

Andy continued to glare. “I hade a date tonight.”

 

“Oh well in that case you can go early.”

 

“Really?”

 

“Of course not. Get back to work Andrew.”

 

“Or what?” Andy back-talked with his hands on his hips. Of course, one hand was balled in a fist and the other was clenching a toilet brush…

 

“Or I’ll call your mommy. I’m sure Blanche would love to hear how her son doesn’t live up to his word.” Mardy flipped open his cell phone acutely aware of Andy’s grimace.

 

“Fine.” Andy growled and turned back to the toilet.

 

Mardy grinned behind his back and then walked over to Tommy who sat amused on the bed. He sat in his lover’s lap and kissed him.

 

“Why are you torturing poor Andy?” Tommy asked after the kiss ended.

 

“Do I have to remind you what he did to me after I lost the swimming bet?” Mardy asked with his arms folded.

 

Tommy frowned then smirked when he remembered Mardy running around the hotel butt naked screaming that he was being chased by flying monkeys.

 

He was startled out of his reverie when Mardy hit him. “Don’t think about it mister!”

 

“Hey, if you hadn’t done that, I would never have erm…‘met’ you.” Tommy smiled as Mardy thought it over.

 

“Yeah I guess you’re right. Thanks for shoving me into your room. You saved my ass.”

 

“And what an ass it is to save.” Tommy smirked and Mardy grinned before the two kissed.

 

Gagging, barfing noises started from the bathroom. “Would you two please not fuck like bunnies while I’m here?”

 

“Well then leave.” Mardy yelled and Andy was out the door before Mardy could change his mind.

 

Andy raced down the hall to the elevator. He jabbed the call button hard in his haste to get to his lover’s room. He bounced in front of the silver doors praying that they would hurry up. When the ‘ping’ sounded, Andy was in the elevator pressing the button with the number five on it.

 

The silver box took forever to arrive on the fifth floor. When it did, Andy was out like a canon shot. He sprinted to room five-seven-five and pounded on the door.

 

The moment the door opened, Andy shoved the body back and pressed his lips against his lover’s as the door was slammed shut behind them. He pulled the smaller man’s frame against him as he maneuvered them to the couch.

 

“Uh Andy, why do you smell like toilet cleaner?” He asked while regaining his breath.

 

“You don’t want to know, trust me Nole.” Andy said while kissing the young Serb.

 

“Okay, I’ll take your word for it.” Novak kissed Andy back just as hard as the American had kissed him earlier.

 

“Shall we go on our date now?” Andy asked after another kiss.

 

Novak looked at him. Then he looked at the door.

 

Then he winked at Andy. “Na, I think I’m good here.”

 

Don't you give me no dirty looks
Your father's hip; he knows what cooks
Just tell your hoodlum friend outside
You ain't got time to take a ride
Yakety yak (don't talk back)

Yakety yak, yakety yak
Yakety yak, yakety yak
Yakety yak, yakety yak
Yakety yak, yakety yak