Ben pulled up outside the house. He was starving, and Mat looked like he was about to pass out from lack of food. Mat had eaten all the emergency sweets kept in the car to stave off the “I’m huuungry” cries, even the Minstrels (“don’t say it Ben”) and he was also thoroughly and completely pissed off.
Although Larry had periodically tweeted throughout the day, there was no clue to his whereabouts. His followers had no idea either judging from the #where’s Larry? tweets.
On top of that Ben’s father had taken a very dim view of the shenanigans at the cottage. Apparently they had arrived in the middle of what seemed to them to be Simon and Jim attacking Martha. Professor Willbond had insisted that they release her immediately only to be pounced on himself.
Mat had had to stuff his hand in his mouth in stop himself laughing at the image of Ben’s father, all ram rod straight posture, cut glass vowels and Barbour jackets trying to fight off an apparently semi naked Martha. Mat gathered that they had managed to pull Martha off and Ben’s farther had sedated her (he always carried his medical kit with him) and put her to bed. He refused point blank to believe anything about the magic hugs
“Don’t be ridiculous Mathew”
And had demanded that Ben call him later. Mat was starting to wish he’d never heard of Jim, magic hugs, Larry, twitter or horrible histories!
They went indoors.
“God I need a drink” sighed Ben “and a hug”
“Hug first” said Mat
“Thank god yours aren’t magic” said Ben resting his cheek against Mat’s hair “well they are, just not in a crazy personality transforming way”
“Mmmmm” said Mat squeezing Ben harder “we should probably check twitter to see if we can find out what Larry’s up to”
Ben groaned “in a minute, can’t we have a few minutes peace?”
“Yeh ok, but we mustn’t forget, plus we’ll need to check it during the night, you know what an insomniac he is”
“Yeh I know, we will”
They sighed and relaxed into each other feeling the tension slowly start to recede. God thought Mat; he really couldn’t imagine never being able to cuddle Ben again.
“So, you want some food then?” said Ben “bearing in mind that if you don’t say yes now, I might just throw you over my shoulder and take you upstairs and forget about the food”
Mat leaned back “we don’t have to do one or the other” he grinned “we could take some food to bed and you could, you know, feed me”
Ben’s smile widened “you have the best ideas. Come on let’s see what we’ve got”
They rummaged through the cupboards and fridge and then disappeared off upstairs, forgetting all about their phones laying on the kitchen side, with Larry’s twitter feed beginning to swing into action.
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Fill Jimothy's Magic Hugs AU 11b/14
Date: 2011-12-06 02:47 pm (UTC)Although Larry had periodically tweeted throughout the day, there was no clue to his whereabouts. His followers had no idea either judging from the #where’s Larry? tweets.
On top of that Ben’s father had taken a very dim view of the shenanigans at the cottage. Apparently they had arrived in the middle of what seemed to them to be Simon and Jim attacking Martha. Professor Willbond had insisted that they release her immediately only to be pounced on himself.
Mat had had to stuff his hand in his mouth in stop himself laughing at the image of Ben’s father, all ram rod straight posture, cut glass vowels and Barbour jackets trying to fight off an apparently semi naked Martha. Mat gathered that they had managed to pull Martha off and Ben’s farther had sedated her (he always carried his medical kit with him) and put her to bed. He refused point blank to believe anything about the magic hugs
“Don’t be ridiculous Mathew”
And had demanded that Ben call him later. Mat was starting to wish he’d never heard of Jim, magic hugs, Larry, twitter or horrible histories!
They went indoors.
“God I need a drink” sighed Ben “and a hug”
“Hug first” said Mat
“Thank god yours aren’t magic” said Ben resting his cheek against Mat’s hair “well they are, just not in a crazy personality transforming way”
“Mmmmm” said Mat squeezing Ben harder “we should probably check twitter to see if we can find out what Larry’s up to”
Ben groaned “in a minute, can’t we have a few minutes peace?”
“Yeh ok, but we mustn’t forget, plus we’ll need to check it during the night, you know what an insomniac he is”
“Yeh I know, we will”
They sighed and relaxed into each other feeling the tension slowly start to recede. God thought Mat; he really couldn’t imagine never being able to cuddle Ben again.
“So, you want some food then?” said Ben “bearing in mind that if you don’t say yes now, I might just throw you over my shoulder and take you upstairs and forget about the food”
Mat leaned back “we don’t have to do one or the other” he grinned “we could take some food to bed and you could, you know, feed me”
Ben’s smile widened “you have the best ideas. Come on let’s see what we’ve got”
They rummaged through the cupboards and fridge and then disappeared off upstairs, forgetting all about their phones laying on the kitchen side, with Larry’s twitter feed beginning to swing into action.