Oh Happy Day

To celebrate the return of the much beloved Socks Shoppe
by Drovar

Slash/Humor
R for m/m sexuality, and snuggeling.

feedback: drovar@alltel.net
Be sure to visit the new Socks Shoppe at
http://socksshoppe.virtualave.net/




"So what do you think Jay?" Pendrell asked as he pulled the other
man from room to room pointing out all the great stuff the new
Socks Shoppe had.

Jay Spender was trying to look in every direction at once, his
head twisting and snapping as they darted from room to room. He
finally gave up and simply followed behind, nodding his head and
making vague exclamations when Pen's chatter seemed to raise a
few decibels.

"Nice digs, I like 'em" Spender said, when Pendrell finally
slowed to a stop. Spender wrapped his arms around the other man
and spun him around. He gave Pendrell a quick smiling peck on the
nose, a nibble and nuzzle at the neck, and a deep kiss. "I like
'em a lot," he said when they finally broke.

Spender was about to suggest that they explore the Shoppe's
bedroom when he heard a curt "Ahem" from the living room.

Spender peeked around the corner to find an apparently naked Alex
Krycek propped up in a foldout sofa bed. Krycek grinned (or was
it a leer?) and waved.

Spender slipped back around the corner.

"Pen?"

"Um . . . yeah?"

"What's *he* doing here."

"Well, see it's kind of like this. The Socks Shoppe is a
multiverse. Lots of versions of reality around here, and
sometimes they bump into each other  and overlap.

"But Krycek?" Spender asked, his voice rising a few octaves.

Pendrell shrugged, "Happens. Besides I've heard that you've had a
few run-ins with the one-armed wonder yourself, or at least a
close version of you."

"Yeah, but . . . " Spender started to say.

"No yeahbuts from you Mister," Pendrell cut him off. He grabbed
Spender's hand and dragged the reluctant agent into the living
room.

"Alex," Pendrell said. "I'd like you to meet Jay Spender. Jay,
Alex."

"'Jay' Spender huh?" Alex said grinning. He stood, letting the
sheet fall. Krycek  grabbed Spender by his shirt-front, and
pulled the startled agent on to his toes, drawing their faces
close.

"So, 'Jay' are you a man or a rat-bastard?" Krycek sneered.

"Ohhhhh boy," Pendrell said, and placed one hand over his eyes.

He wasn't sure how long the resulting melee lasted, but Pendrell
finally opened his eyes to find a mostly naked and panting Jay
Spender entangled with an entirely naked and panting Alex Krycek.

"Are you two done yet?" Pendrell asked, putting as much
exasperation as he could muster into his voice.

The two men on the bed looked at each other, grinned, and looked
back at Pendrell, who suddenly felt entirely too much like a deer
in the headlights.

"Not yet," they yelled, grabbing Pendrell and dragging
him into the bed.

There was no angst in the Socks Shoppe that day.


[End]