Why You Should Never Yell In The Officer's Club

By Betty (er.br@sympatico.ca)

Rating: PG

Summary: A silly sequel to "Why You Should Never Strut Your Stuff In The 
Warriors Turbo-wash".

Series: Part 2 of the "Why You should Never" series.


When Apollo had recovered from unexpected assault on his back side , he 
quickly stood and spun around.

"Your gonna pay for that!" he said to empty room, for the person had fled as 
quickly as they had spanked him. 

"Coward, spank a man when he isn't looking and then run away, I'll find out 
who you are and when I do I'm gonna, I'm gonna....I don't know what I'm 
gonna do yet, but I'll did it."

Apollo quickly got dressed, after checking the turbo-wash one last time from 
top to bottom to make sure no one was there, and then went to the OC. The 
officers club was crowded, it looked like all the warriors were in attendance, 
which explained why the turbo-wash was empty.

"No not empty" Apollo said to himself as he headed for blue squadron's table 
"some one was there watching me, and that someone is here now"

"Hey Apollo , where have you been buddy we've been waiting for you." 
Starbuck grinned up at him as he approached the table.

"Yeah, we even ordered you a drink, but when you didn't show up Starbuck 
drank it." Boomer added

"It was starting to get warm." Starbuck defended himself.

"Sit down Captain and we'll order you another." Greenbean smiled.

Apollo didn't like the way Greenbean was smiling, or the way Starbuck was 
grinning. Even Boomer seemed to have mischief in his eyes. One of these 
men was in the turbo-wash, he knew it. But which one?

"How long have you all been in here?" Apollo asked

"I came in right after patrol." Starbuck said innocently, to innocently.

"Greenbean and I have been in here most of the afternoon, it's our day off." 
Boomer added, his voice seeming to slur, Apollo narrowed his eyes at the 
dark skinned warrior. Boomer never spent his entire day off in the OC

"What about Jolly and Giles, when did you two get here?"

"Around the same time as Starbuck." Jolly answered, a little to quick Apollo 
thought.

"So Apollo, are you going to sit down and join us, or are you going to stay 
standing all night?" Starbuck asked .

"No I don't think I want a drink right now maybe latter." Apollo said, but as 
he turned he heard someone snicker. "Maybe the Captain has a sore bum." 
and quickly turned around, glaring at the other men at the table.

"What was that?" he snapped.

"Oh um, Jolly was just thinking that maybe your backside is sore from sitting 
in your viper so long, we were out on an extra long patrol." Starbuck grinned, 
while waving that damn cigar of his in the air.

"Which makes me wonder why you didn't head straight for the turbo-wash 
when we landed, I thought you couldn't wait to get the sweat cleaned off of 
you after such a long patrol." Apollo responded through clinched teeth.

"Oh, I used Cassie's turbo-wash, she has this really nice smelling shampoo." 
Starbuck answered, 

"I thought you and Cassie broke up."

"Yeah we did , but we're still friends."

"Must be a damn good friendship if she lets you use her shampoo."

"Yeah well, you know..."

"No I don't know, tell me."

"Apollo you sound jealous." Boomer chuckled.

"*I am not jealous of Cassie*!" Apollo shouted, causing all eyes in the room 
to turn his way.

Face turning red from embarrassment, Apollo bolted from the OC. The 
sounds of laughter following him. As the door closed behind him he heard 
someone snicker "I think you were right Boom-Boom." was that Jolly's 
voice?

***

Apollo headed for the landing bay, so he could be alone and sulk. He could 
have gone back to his quarters, but that damn daggit was there and Boxey 
was away on a school field trip to the agro ship. Apollo hated that damn 
daggit, hated the way it yelped and jumped around, and it was worse when 
Boxey wasn't around, the damn thing seemed to think it belonged on Apollo's 
lap all the time. So he came down here and sat on some steel drums to think.

The drums must not have been sitting level, because all of a sudden the one 
he was sitting on tipped over. Apollo didn't know how he got into the 
position he was in, maybe he had tried to roll over or something, but he 
suddenly found himself laying over a drum on his stomach, with his face 
towards the floor. He placed his hands on the floor and was about to push 
himself back up when it happened.

Ten fast, hard, stinging spanks to his backside, and a male voice laughing 
"That will teach you about yelling in the officer's club." 

Once more the mystery spanker had disappeared before Apollo had the 
chance to stand himself up.

***


TBC in "Why You Should Never Throw a Temper Tantrum In The BOQ".