she's a good girl...
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candy_belle did a picspam for me as bribery for a drabble. So, here you go, Sharpy locking Tazer and Kaner in closet:
"What do mean 'Kaner locked himself in a closet'?" Jonny asked suspiciously.
Sharpy tried his best to look innocent. "He wandered in there and now he's crying about his height again and I'm pretty sure Duncs let him have tequila. And I love Peeks, but it's not my job to babysit him when he gets like that."
Jonny heaved a put upon sigh and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that's mine. Unfortunately. Which closet is he in?"
Sharpy gave himself points for keeping his snickers in. "The one by the washroom; he wedged himself into the corner."
"Of course he did," Jonny rolled his eyes again and put his beer down before he turned and headed down the hallway.
Sharpy trailed along behind him unobtrusively and sent a well-timed text to Peekaboo. And, just like he planned, Toews strode into the washroom closet -which was more of a room than a coset and was why Sharpy chose it- Kaner ran in after him and stopped short in the doorway.
"Are you alright? Is your head still hurting?"
"My head? What are you -Sharpy told me that you -"
Before either one of the realized what happened, Sharpy shoved Kaner further into the closet, slammed the door shut and quickly put the lock on the door that they used to keep Shooter and Maddy out of there.
"Sharpy!"
Sharpy ignored them and walked away; he would come back and check on them in an hour or so. He was getting tired of the longing looks and sad eyes -he could only put up with so much before he started losing it.
Besides, if this worked, it would be worth the extra drills he'd end up with at practice.
And it would work because if it didn't, he was going to handcuff them together for at least days.
candy_belle did a picspam for me as bribery for a drabble. So, here you go, Sharpy locking Tazer and Kaner in closet:"What do mean 'Kaner locked himself in a closet'?" Jonny asked suspiciously.
Sharpy tried his best to look innocent. "He wandered in there and now he's crying about his height again and I'm pretty sure Duncs let him have tequila. And I love Peeks, but it's not my job to babysit him when he gets like that."
Jonny heaved a put upon sigh and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that's mine. Unfortunately. Which closet is he in?"
Sharpy gave himself points for keeping his snickers in. "The one by the washroom; he wedged himself into the corner."
"Of course he did," Jonny rolled his eyes again and put his beer down before he turned and headed down the hallway.
Sharpy trailed along behind him unobtrusively and sent a well-timed text to Peekaboo. And, just like he planned, Toews strode into the washroom closet -which was more of a room than a coset and was why Sharpy chose it- Kaner ran in after him and stopped short in the doorway.
"Are you alright? Is your head still hurting?"
"My head? What are you -Sharpy told me that you -"
Before either one of the realized what happened, Sharpy shoved Kaner further into the closet, slammed the door shut and quickly put the lock on the door that they used to keep Shooter and Maddy out of there.
"Sharpy!"
Sharpy ignored them and walked away; he would come back and check on them in an hour or so. He was getting tired of the longing looks and sad eyes -he could only put up with so much before he started losing it.
Besides, if this worked, it would be worth the extra drills he'd end up with at practice.
And it would work because if it didn't, he was going to handcuff them together for at least days.
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