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Title: Secret Stash
Author: [personal profile] carpenyx
Fandom:
Battlestar Galactica
Pairing(s): Kara/Lee
Rating: PG-13
Words: 892
Spoilers: None
Summary: Lee has been framed... or has he?
Dedication: This story is dedicated to [personal profile] i_am_girlfriday 'cause she wrote an awesome fic (found, here) the other day, so I took the one little line she had in there and kinda of embellished on it... so, this is totally for her. :P
 


 

Secret Stash


“Lee!” Kara bellowed as she stormed into the pilots’ sleeping quarters.

The curtain of Lee’s rack was pulled closed. Kara hissed angrily. She threw her flight jacket across the room, stomping over to his rack. She stepped up onto the bottom bunk, lifting herself up to his and wrapping her fingers around the cloth. She pulled open the curtain, “Lee!” She shouted again, this time into his ear.

Lee jumped, startled out of his sleep. He pulled the blanket up further as if it would protect him from the vicious Starbuck. He turned his head, looking over his shoulder and his back to her and grumbled groggily, “What?”

“What the frak do you think you are doing?” Kara spat out as she yanked the blanket that was twisted around Lee.

“Laying in my rack?” Lee answered, looking at Kara, had she had lost her mind? He had no idea what was going on or why he was being woken up.

“No…” Kara said and gave another good pull of the blanket, causing Lee to roll onto his back.

What the frak. Lee looked at her, confused.

“Again, what the frak do you think you were doing?” She questioned again, her tone very forceful.

“Napping?” He questioned, what the frak was she going on about?

“Before that!” Kara hissed.

“Uhm, what day is it?”

Kara sighed, frustrated. “Frak you, Lee.”

He blinked confusedly, shifting onto his other side so that he was now facing Kara. He lifted himself up onto his elbow for support, “I don’t know what the frak you are referring to.”

“You know damn well, Apollo.”

Lee shook his head, “I don’t know! Playing triad?”

“Before that,”

“Working on mission reports?”

“After that!”

“Frakkin’ the Chief? What the frak, Kara? I have no idea!”

Kara was trying not to break her stern look of resolve but she could not help but smirk, just a little. “You were frakkin’ the Chief? Kinky. But, no.”

Lee sat up, swinging his legs out over the edge of the bunk, “Will you please tell me what I did wrong?” This time.

“If you don’t know, I’m not going to-”

“Kara! What are we, five years old? Just tell me what the frak is going on.”

“Frak you.” She hissed again.

“For the love of Kobol, will you stop for two seconds and tell me what’s going on!”

“You… You stole my secret stash of girly magazines!”

Lee blinked, was she serious?

“Give it back.” Kara said threateningly.

Lee blinked again, “Wh… what?”

“More slowly? You. Stole. My. Stash. Of. Girly. Magazines.” Kara repeated.

“I did not!” Lee argued.

“Yes, you did!” Kara retorted.

“Did not!”

“Did too!”

“Not!”

“Did!”

The bantering continued.

“No!”

“Yes!”

“Nope.” Lee said as he looked at Kara.

“Frak you.”

“Will you stop saying frak me?”

“I didn’t say ‘frak me’, I said ‘frak you’… a slip, does that mean you want me to frak you?”

“Kara…”

“LEE! Just give me my stash!” She hissed as she pulled herself up into Lee’s bunk, her legs dangling over the edge.

Lee looked at her, lifting a brow. “I don’t have it!”

“Stop lying!” Kara growled as she searched between the mattress, under his pillows and blanket, “I know it’s here.”

Lee tilted his head, taking in the view of her butt as she rummaged through his bunk. He shrugged his shoulders, why not? He lifted his hand up into the air then let it fall against her butt, smacking it.

Kara jumped, her head bumping the top of the bunk. She growled, turning to look back at Lee, “Asshole!” She spat out.

“Oh, you liked it.” Lee said with a smirk.

“Frak you!”

“Do you have anything else to say besides, ‘frak you’?” Lee questioned as he reached out and tickled Kara’s sides.

Kara squirmed, “No… no! No!” Kara protested, trying her hardest not to laugh and give her Asshole of a CAG the satisfaction. “Lee! C’mon!”

Lee grinned, pulling Kara up into the rack completely. He maneuvered her and him into the bunk, wrapping his arms around her.

“I just want my stash back, k?” Kara said sweetly, giving Lee a smile. Even if it was a fake smile.

Lee chuckled, leaning forward and placing a kiss on her forehead, “Maybe… after you do a little something for me, that you keep saying repeatedly.”

Kara rolled her eyes, “Men…”

Lee pulled Kara closer, leaning in and kissing her softly.

Kara did not resist.

Both fell into the kisses and affection, deepening the kiss between them. He held her close as she slipped her arms around him. He could not help but be thankful for being blamed for her stash missing or he may not have been able to have this stolen moment with her.

She playfully nipped his lower lip, giving it a good tug before urgently kissing him again, pressing up against him firmly. And in the short moments of peace between the two of them, the curtain was pulled closed and they both found their release within each other. He would continue to hold onto her, she would cuddle into him, sighing softly.

Lee kissed the top of her head, his fingers running through her short blonde hair, “That was unexpected,” He whispered.

“If that’s what you think…”

“Smart ass.”

“So, Lee…?”

“Yes?”

“Where’s my stash?”
 

 

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Date: 2006-08-20 07:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tracyj23.livejournal.com
"you were frakking the Chief? kinky, but no" ~ My gods, I'm laughing so hard right now!!! That was one of the best lines EVER!

I loved this. I am girlfriday's story was wonderful too - I'm so glad you both wrote them. It's really getting me in the mood for some serious Apollo/Starbuck fun (put the angst on the back burner for a while methinks). Time to go write something flirty. :)

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Date: 2006-08-20 08:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
hehehe, glad you enjoyed it! :)

Yes, her story was wonderful :) Without her story, I wouldn't have done this! hehehe I like the fun, flirty, fluffy fics sometimes. Need to have something that makes you grin and laugh. :) Yay for getting motivated to write something flirty. :)

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Date: 2006-08-20 07:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jatnj.livejournal.com
That was really cute, fun and flirty. I wonder who did take Kara's magazines....hmmmmm maybe Helo?

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Date: 2006-08-20 08:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
Thank you muchly! :) Maybe it was Helo, or Lee... *G* hehehe

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Date: 2006-08-20 07:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rjsteamboat76.livejournal.com
i really like the non-angsty stuff you write. =) who knew Kara had girly magazines. heh. me likes a lot.

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Date: 2006-08-20 08:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
Well, it all started with a wonderful fic by [livejournal.com profile] i_am_girlfriday, that's where the prompt came from... :) Thanks!

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Date: 2006-08-20 08:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rjsteamboat76.livejournal.com
yes i read that one after reading yours. though i didn't comment. trying to keep a low profile right now. but it was rteally good too.

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Date: 2006-08-20 11:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rjsteamboat76.livejournal.com
so, does Kara keep them for herself, or does she barter them for other things? =)

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Date: 2006-08-20 08:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] i-am-girlfriday.livejournal.com
Yay! Squeeeeee!!!!!! That was so cute. I loved this part,

Lee tilted his head, taking in the view of her butt as she rummaged through his bunk. He shrugged his shoulders, why not? He lifted his hand up into the air then let it fall against her butt, smacking it.

Kara jumped, her head bumping the top of the bunk. She growled, turning to look back at Lee, “Asshole!” She spat out.

“Oh, you liked it.” Lee said with a smirk.


Oh, I so liked it! Naughty, tsk, tsk :) I think Kara is just the sort of person to keep stashes of all sorts of elicit materials--she's a gambler and totally wicked.

I think maybe one of the nuggets stole her stash. :)

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Date: 2006-08-20 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
*giggles* She totally is the type!! lol I'm glad you liked it. :)

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Date: 2006-08-20 08:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] i-am-girlfriday.livejournal.com
Oooh oh! Crap, I forgot to say THANK YOU BUNCHES!!!!!!! You are rad and awesome and I loved it. Tasted great with my cup o' coffee ;)
(And the pimpage is too kind.)

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Date: 2006-08-20 08:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
So ungrateful!!! JUST KIDDING!!! LOL. anytime!!! :)

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Date: 2006-08-20 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] nebakanezer
I sooo do not have time to read right now. gotta get ready for LYLE! will read later for sure. I think/hope you'll be happy with I was busy doing. :)

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Date: 2006-08-20 08:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
Yay for Lyle!! You gotta tell me how it goes!!!!! Have a blast!!! :) *runs to email to check what I will be happy about...?* lol

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Date: 2006-08-20 09:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_atmospheric/
Hee! Kara's got girly magazines! :D

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Date: 2006-08-20 10:53 pm (UTC)

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Date: 2006-08-21 01:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rjsteamboat76.livejournal.com
i added you. hope that's ok.

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Date: 2006-08-21 02:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
that's okay. :) thank you

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Date: 2006-08-21 01:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nytel.livejournal.com
Ooh! I loved this! I love fluff and happy frakking pilots. :D

The line about the chief... lmao! It definitely brightened up my day.

Great job. :D

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Date: 2006-08-21 02:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
thank you :)

yeah, I love that line too, hehehe

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Date: 2006-08-21 09:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] latteaddict.livejournal.com
This was so much fun...and totally angst free :0)

The Chief line was a total crack-up! I didn't realise Lee actually had a sense of humour :)

Starbuck would probably be the queen of contraband on the Big G!

And anything that ends with snuggly smooching pilots is LOVE!

Thanks for the cute pick-me-up!!

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Date: 2006-08-21 02:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
Thank you for reading. :) glad you enjoyed it.

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Date: 2006-08-21 01:27 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] nebakanezer
Very cute and fun :) Yay! Late for work (I seem to say that a lot lately in comments!) Gotta run... great job! :)

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Date: 2006-08-21 02:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
Thank you muchly, have a good day! :)

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Date: 2006-08-21 01:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cybermathwitch.livejournal.com
Whee! ::giggle::

That was funny. Loved.

I particularly liked the "That was unexpected," bit and the preceding. I hadn't thought of it, but it seems to me like that's how something would end up happening between them in the end. It just struck me as "oh. Of course."

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Date: 2006-08-21 02:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
I know what you mean, hehe

Thank you! :D

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Date: 2006-08-22 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bop-radar.livejournal.com
Haha! Cute fic! Bickering pilots are always hot. ;-)

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Date: 2006-08-22 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
thank you!!! :) they are very hawt. *G*

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Date: 2009-01-11 02:55 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] xfirefly9x.livejournal.com
ROFL! Love the banter. :D

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Date: 2009-01-11 10:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carpenyx.livejournal.com
Thank you!

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