Re: Dinner

Date: 2011-07-24 02:09 am (UTC)
Miked nodded, one professional to another. "Cover me, I'm going in."

Frankie saluted and vanished to his snipers spot. Mike counted to five under his breath, then broke cover. "Attack!" he yelled.

Kevin shrieked as the stream of icy-cold water hit him square between the wings and rolled down his spine. Frankie had been keeping bottles on ice for just this occasion. The kid was evil.

Mike liked the little brat more than he'd care to admit. He kept up a steady stream, soaking Kevin's shirt to clingy transparency.

Nick yelled as Frankie covered Mike's flank and drew fire. Mike used the cover to hustle a soaked Kevin into the cover of a stack of tour crates. "You're soaked, you should take that off," he said, tugging at the sopping shirt as he crowded into Kevin's space.

Kevin smirked and shot Mike at point blank range with his own little water pistol. Mike's eyes crossed. Apparently, icing the water in the supersoakers was a family-wide trick.

Kevin cackled as he slipped away, and Mike declared war.
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