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shattered_ficsTitle: Ice Cream
Rating: G
Pairing/Character(s): Colt Cabana/OC
Summary: Colt makes a sundae
Warnings: WAY!To Cute
Length: Short
Word Count: 641
Chapter #: (1/1)
WIP or Complete: Complete
Author's Note: This is not the first Colt Cabana story that I wanted to write. I had a really good idea that I got from a shoot promo that Punk did with Cabana in the background. But I ate ice cream and forgot about it. That's when Dee suggested that I write a Cabana story involving ice cream. I could've easily made it an NC-17, but it's been a while since I've wrote something cute.
Author's Note II: This is my first Colt Cabana story that is just making it's way on here. The original date that this story was completed was 8/8/07 so it's basically over a year old. But I just found it again recently and thought to post it here :D
Colt hummed to himself as he emptied the fridge and cabinets of anything you could put on a sundae. Wiggling his hips to the song in his head he bent down to pick up the large silver bowl, throwing it on the counter he did a spin to reach the draws on the other side of the kitchen to grab the ice cream scoop. As he made his way over to the array of sweets he heard the TV turn on and he smiled to himself. Opening up the carton of ice cream he began to scoop out the vanilla and place it into the big bowl.
Pushing the vanilla carton to the other end of the counter toward the fridge he opens up the chocolate and adds that on top of the three scoops of vanilla. A floor board creaked behind him as he tried to conceal his creation behind him as he turned around.
“What are you doing?” She asked a smile inching its way across her young face, as she folded her arms and stared at her boyfriend.
“Oh nothing,” He said pushing the cartons behind him. “Experimenting with some stuff nothing to worry about.”
“Okay, well don’t blow up the kitchen,” She laughed quietly as she turned to walk away “You almost did that last time you tried to cook.”
“Making ice cream isn’t science,” Colt smirked as he turned back around to continue with the chocolate ice cream. Getting a huge scoop he struggled to get it out of the carton. He flicked his wrist to hard once he finally got it and sent it sailing to the floor of the kitchen. Hanging his head he
signed “Damnit.”
“Not a science ay?” She scoffed from the living room.
Colt glared at her through the wall as he bent to pick up the scoop of ice cream off the floor and threw it into the sink. After he wiped the chocolate off the floor he threw in one final scoop of chocolate into the bowl before returning the ice cream to the freezer. Turing back to the counter he looked at all of the toppings and wondered what he should put on it.
Smirking he thought of the perfect thing and set off to work. After a few minutes of work he smiled down at his creation. He reached into the draw and pulled out two large plastic spoons. Picking up the bowl he decided he would clean up his mess after they enjoyed this. He peaked his head around the corner and saw her sitting quietly on the couch.
“Close your eyes,” He said smirking.
“Not now sweetie,” She said shaking her head as she stared at the TV.
“You’ll like it,” He said sweetly grinning broadly at her as she slowly looked at him. Sighing she closed her eyes and faced him.
He giggled to himself as he brought the bowl out from behind his back and walked to her quickly trying not to drop his masterpiece. Sitting down on the couch he placed the bowl on her lap. She jumped at the cold and cocked her head to the side.
“Open your eyes,” He said slowly as her eyes flicked open and looked down.
“It’s a clown,” She frowned looking at the chocolate hair, cherry nose, globs of sprinkles for eyes, two cones a top its head for its hat and whipped cream around the bottom of the bowl.
“An ice cream clown!” He said enthusiastically throwing his arms wide. She looked at him slowly as his smile turned into a frown. “Don’t like?”
“You made an ice cream clown,” She said slowly.
“Yeah you know like the ones they make at Friendly’s! I thought it would be cute!” He said quickly “You don’t like it?”
“No!” She said quickly shaking her head “I love it silly.”
She leaned forward over the bowl clown sundae and brushed her lips over Colt’s and leaned back smiling. He blushed quickly before grabbing a spoon. Grabbing as much topping and ice cream as he could he brought the spoon to her mouth and she took a bit bite. Smiling she licked her lips of the extra whipped cream. Turning the spoon around, Colt put the rest of the spoon full in his mouth, not realizing it was too much and got sudden brain freeze.
“Ow!” He said rubbing his temple.
“My clown,” She smiled shaking her head.
Rating: G
Pairing/Character(s): Colt Cabana/OC
Summary: Colt makes a sundae
Warnings: WAY!To Cute
Length: Short
Word Count: 641
Chapter #: (1/1)
WIP or Complete: Complete
Author's Note: This is not the first Colt Cabana story that I wanted to write. I had a really good idea that I got from a shoot promo that Punk did with Cabana in the background. But I ate ice cream and forgot about it. That's when Dee suggested that I write a Cabana story involving ice cream. I could've easily made it an NC-17, but it's been a while since I've wrote something cute.
Author's Note II: This is my first Colt Cabana story that is just making it's way on here. The original date that this story was completed was 8/8/07 so it's basically over a year old. But I just found it again recently and thought to post it here :D
Colt hummed to himself as he emptied the fridge and cabinets of anything you could put on a sundae. Wiggling his hips to the song in his head he bent down to pick up the large silver bowl, throwing it on the counter he did a spin to reach the draws on the other side of the kitchen to grab the ice cream scoop. As he made his way over to the array of sweets he heard the TV turn on and he smiled to himself. Opening up the carton of ice cream he began to scoop out the vanilla and place it into the big bowl.
Pushing the vanilla carton to the other end of the counter toward the fridge he opens up the chocolate and adds that on top of the three scoops of vanilla. A floor board creaked behind him as he tried to conceal his creation behind him as he turned around.
“What are you doing?” She asked a smile inching its way across her young face, as she folded her arms and stared at her boyfriend.
“Oh nothing,” He said pushing the cartons behind him. “Experimenting with some stuff nothing to worry about.”
“Okay, well don’t blow up the kitchen,” She laughed quietly as she turned to walk away “You almost did that last time you tried to cook.”
“Making ice cream isn’t science,” Colt smirked as he turned back around to continue with the chocolate ice cream. Getting a huge scoop he struggled to get it out of the carton. He flicked his wrist to hard once he finally got it and sent it sailing to the floor of the kitchen. Hanging his head he
signed “Damnit.”
“Not a science ay?” She scoffed from the living room.
Colt glared at her through the wall as he bent to pick up the scoop of ice cream off the floor and threw it into the sink. After he wiped the chocolate off the floor he threw in one final scoop of chocolate into the bowl before returning the ice cream to the freezer. Turing back to the counter he looked at all of the toppings and wondered what he should put on it.
Smirking he thought of the perfect thing and set off to work. After a few minutes of work he smiled down at his creation. He reached into the draw and pulled out two large plastic spoons. Picking up the bowl he decided he would clean up his mess after they enjoyed this. He peaked his head around the corner and saw her sitting quietly on the couch.
“Close your eyes,” He said smirking.
“Not now sweetie,” She said shaking her head as she stared at the TV.
“You’ll like it,” He said sweetly grinning broadly at her as she slowly looked at him. Sighing she closed her eyes and faced him.
He giggled to himself as he brought the bowl out from behind his back and walked to her quickly trying not to drop his masterpiece. Sitting down on the couch he placed the bowl on her lap. She jumped at the cold and cocked her head to the side.
“Open your eyes,” He said slowly as her eyes flicked open and looked down.
“It’s a clown,” She frowned looking at the chocolate hair, cherry nose, globs of sprinkles for eyes, two cones a top its head for its hat and whipped cream around the bottom of the bowl.
“An ice cream clown!” He said enthusiastically throwing his arms wide. She looked at him slowly as his smile turned into a frown. “Don’t like?”
“You made an ice cream clown,” She said slowly.
“Yeah you know like the ones they make at Friendly’s! I thought it would be cute!” He said quickly “You don’t like it?”
“No!” She said quickly shaking her head “I love it silly.”
She leaned forward over the bowl clown sundae and brushed her lips over Colt’s and leaned back smiling. He blushed quickly before grabbing a spoon. Grabbing as much topping and ice cream as he could he brought the spoon to her mouth and she took a bit bite. Smiling she licked her lips of the extra whipped cream. Turning the spoon around, Colt put the rest of the spoon full in his mouth, not realizing it was too much and got sudden brain freeze.
“Ow!” He said rubbing his temple.
“My clown,” She smiled shaking her head.
