| Title: Otto? Twister? WHAT?! Author: munky Rating: PG-15 Pairing: Otto/Twister Archive: You want it? Dude�! Just ask! Otherwise, it's at FFnet, Slashers Unite, and Rareslash, as well as here. Genre: Rocket Power slash, RFO (Reggie finds out), Humor. Author notes: I aged Otto and Twister to 15 and Reggie to 18 just cause I don't like to write slash with guys under 15. It's supposed to be funny�at least, I think it is. ::sweatdrops:: Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue. If you do? Well, Nickelodeon sucks just like you! ON WIT DA FIC!! It was a warm, balmy summer day and Otto Rocket was relaxing in bed, his red haired lover snoring softly, curled up next to him. He smiled down at Twister Rodriguez's calm, honest face and played with the soft strands of the other boy's hair, freed from underneath the red and yellow cap Twister habitually wore. Life was just perfect today. He yawned and stretched, throwing his tanned arms over his head with a content sigh. Twister mumbled a bit and turned to snuggle against Otto's chest, twisting up the thin cover on top, covering their naked bodies. The young Latino threw a hand across Otto's belly and mumbled again as he settled down. Suddenly, the door swung open and Otto was stirred out of his reverie by the shrill shriek of indignation that pierced the peaceful silence of the room. "Otto? Twister? What are you DOING in my ROOM?" Reggie yelled at the top of her lungs, clearly upset. The sight of Twister twined around her little brother had totally thrown her off-guard. Twister mumbled something incoherently as he tried to bury his face against Otto's chest while Otto stared at his sister coolly. "Chill Reg, it's no biggee. We just ended up here after last night and�" Okay, so maybe it was a big deal, for Otto trailed off, his cheeks flaming in embarrassment. "You mean, you were here all night with Twister? When Dad and I were gone? What did you do?" Reggie demanded, scowling. "Are you guys naked under there or something? Spill it, Rocket boy!" "Uhm, are you sure you wanna know? It's kind of personal�" Otto mumbled, desperately wanting to bury under the sheet and hide from the apparent disapproval written all over Reggie's face. As Otto was stammering for words, Twister decided to wake up at that moment. He pushed himself up to his elbows and looked from Reggie to Otto, totally bewildered. "Otto! Reggie's back, omigod! Dude, you said she'd be gone for most of the day and we did it on her bed and she caught us here and she's gonna kill us! What do we do, bro?!" Twister whimpered, shrinking away from Reggie to curl his body against Otto, searching for protection. "You did WHAT? ON my BED? Otto! Twister! Oooohhh!!" Reggie growled, stomping out of the room. "You talk too much, Twist," Otto told him, turning onto his side so he was facing the other boy. "Dude, I'm sorry! I didn't expect that I'd wake up and she'd- ummph!" Twister was cut off as Otto's lips descended on his, hands appearing to stroke him into an aroused state once more. Twister broke the kiss and managed to squeak out another protest before Otto's body rolled atop of him, pinning him down to the bed. "Otto man! What about Reggie? She's still bent about finding out that we're�" "Twister," and Otto paused to nip at the soft skin of the Latino's neck. "Trust me dude, she's just mad we didn't wash the sheets. Besides, I doubt she'd want Dad knowing about what her and Sam did on the kitchen table." "Ewww!" Twister yelped. "Yeah�I was planning on using it with you." Otto smirked down at him, kissing his now swollen lips briefly before diving under the sheet. "Otto!" ~END~ Additional Author notes: My muse Burt is getting revenge on me for taking away his booze. Now I've got tons of ideas swarming my head!! Help! As always, comments and helpful criticism can be sent my way at [email protected], while flames go to fire up the barbecue pit! Bai for now! munky |