Summary: A small vignette of the guys
during their down time.
Disclaimers: The boys aren't mine. Petfly owns
them lock, stock and barrel.
Thanks to Tae for the wonderful beta job and
for telling me the difference between hippy and hippie. LOL. Here's to my sister
Beth as well, who graciously let me have the computer when this story idea struck.
"Hee hee hee."
the hell are you laughing about?"
episode of The Simpsons, man."
so funny about it?"
here and see. Rafe let me borrow his collection of Simpson episodes and this one
is really cracking me up."
over to the couch where his Guide was being reduced to a puddle of flannel, he
sat beside the younger man.
part, man." Blair said as he rewound the tape.
watched as Homer wandered around a desert having all sorts of mystical hallucinations.
sat forward and pointed at the television screen chuckling. "This part, man.
This part kills me."
Jim blocked out
Blair's laughter as Homer was confronted by a coyote on top of a stone temple
and listened to the dialogue.
A wide grin
crossed his face when the coyote started to counsel Homer.
Chief, he sounds like you."
know! This is too funny. Maybe I should get you to listen to this whenever
need to counsel you on your senses."
ducked Jim's mock punch as he rewound the tape to watch the scene again.
Sentinel and Guide laughed as the coyote spouted off his new-age statements about
spiritual journeys, inner peace, soulmates and unspoken bonds.
can't believe he said he was Homer's guide," Blair chuckled. Turning a wicked
look at Jim, his grinned even bigger. "I guess that means you're the Homer
to my coyote."
He managed to duck the
pillow that Jim lobbed at him. Returning the volley, they wrestled on the couch
until Blair called uncle.
under his breath he pushed his long hair back in place and sat back to watch the
rest of the show with Jim.
After a moment
Jim said, "Hey Chief, can I call you coyote boy?"
if I can tell everyone the reason you're so cranky all the time is that you ingested
some insanity peppers," Blair replied with a big grin.
one will buy it, Sandburg. They all know the real reason is that I live with a
neo-hippie witch doctor....coyote."
partners broke down into laughter again.
Jim. Do you think we are soulmates?"
mock sighed as he leaned back into the cushions. "I guess so, Chief. I was
hoping for a leggy redhead, but I guess a hyperactive, curly haired hippie will
do in a pinch."
"You're my ideal
of a perfect soulmate too, man. Just think of me as your guide on yourspiritual
journey to reach a state of readiness and, with our unspoken bond, you may eventually
find inner peace.
The two men looked across
the couch at each other for a moment before collapsing into gales of laughter
"You're good, Sandburg. Very
Blair gave an elaborate bow.
"It's a talent I have."
many tapes did Rafe lend you?"
Are you up to a Simpson's marathon tonight?"
make the popcorn, coyote boy, and I'll get the beers."
time the younger man wasn't quick enough to dodge the pillow thrown at him.