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Author: Cariann |
"Hey D man," Pacey called out.
"Hey guys what�s up?" Dawson asked.
"Nothing," was Joey�s answer as she collapsed onto Dawson�s bed.
"What are you watching?" Pacey asked.
"Nothing�s on," Dawson replied.
Dawson tossed the remote onto the bed, and Joey snatched it up. "Roswell�s on," she said as she changed the channel.
"Roswell?" Pacey asked.
"Yeah you know that show about the aliens in High School," Dawson answered.
"Right I watched that once. The one guy looks like Chris Wolfe," Pacey replied.
"You think? I thought he was kind of cute, but Michael is ten times better."
"Why Josephine, I didn�t realize you liked bad boys," Pacey joked.
"Bite me Pacey."
Pacey just grins as they sit back to watch the show.
Time Lapse to the end of the Roswell episode.
"Well that was a wasted hour," Pacey remarked as the show ended.
"I liked it," Dawson argued.
"Yeah an hour of watching Max and Liz stare at each with longing," Pacey replied sarcastically. "I want some action. Bring on Michael and Maria now they are entertaining."
"Are you serious?? How can you compare Michael and Maria to Max and Liz? It�s obviously just about sex and the way they talk to each other with such hostility."
"It�s a mask," Joey chimed in while munching on a handful of peanut M&M�s.
"A mask?" Dawson asked confused.
"Yes a mask to hide their growing feelings. They banter back and forth to mask that they really care about each other. It adds passion to their relationship that the angst of Max and Liz can�t equal."
"For once we agree on something Potter," Pacey said with a smile.
"God help me," Joey exclaimed.
"I still don�t see how you can compare them to Max and Liz. They are obviously soul mates torn apart by circumstances they can�t control."
"Soul mates shmoul mates. I say bring on the banter," Pacey proclaimed.
"You guys are too cynical," Dawson remarked. He reached across the bed, and grabbed a handful of M&M�s from Joey�s bag. "Michael and Maria�s passion will burn out, but Max and Liz�s love will last for eternity," Dawson concluded.
Dawson popped an M&M into his mouth just as he inhaled a breath. The M&M went straight down his throat, and Dawson started choking.
"Dawson you are supposed to chew the M&M not inhale it," Joey said with a laugh.
Dawson didn�t respond as he fought to dislodge the M&M from his throat. He started to turn blue, and both Pacey and Joey stared at him in shock not believing what was happening.
"Pacey do something," Joey exclaimed jumping up from the bed.
Pacey rushed over to Dawson�s side, and pounded him on the back. Dawson continued to choke, and Pacey picked him up. He wrapped his arms around Dawson�s stomach, and proceeded to try to give him the hymleck maneuver.
"Pacey," Joey shrieked as Dawson�s face got bluer.
"I�m trying. I�m not a freakin Paramedic here."
Pacey pushed up once again trying to dislodge the M&M from Dawson�s throat. The M&M came flying out of Dawson�s mouth, and across the room. Dawson collapsed as the color rushed back to his face, and he started breathing again. His breaths were ragged, and he started coughing up blood.
"What�s happening?" Joey shouted as she ran to his side.
"I don�t know," Pacey shouted as he knelt down next to Dawson.
"Dawson," Joey cried.
Dawson looked up, and grabbed Pacey by the shirt collar. "You...broke...my...rib," he choked out before falling over.
"Oh my God you killed Dawson," Joey shrieked.
The Moral of the Story: Don�t mess with M&M�s