Free Fiction - Too Hot
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jana_denardoTitle -- Too Hot
Word Count -- 667
Summary -- It’s too hot to do anything
Author’s Note -- Happy holidays, 2014. Written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
12_daysofficmas.
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“It’s so hot. I’m going to die.” Temple wiped the sweat away before it could sting his eyes more. His fedora felt like having an oven on his head.
“It’s July,” Caleb reminded him.
“It doesn’t have to be this hot!” Temple took his fedora off, fanning his face only to find the damn hat stank. His underpants were sticking to him. At least they had summer uniforms of cotton rather than wool. Still, Soldiers of the Sun deep blue sucked in the sunlight. He envied his partner, Allergi, stuck in front of an electric fan back home nursing a sprained ankle.
“You whine when you’re cold. You whine when you’re hot. Is there any time you’re actually happy?” Agni asked.
“Two weeks at the beginning of May.” Temple shifted his Tommy gun’s strap around on his shoulder. The Tommy wasn’t made for carrying that way with its drum magazine, but the soldiers had made attempts for put shoulder straps on it because it was so heavy, especially to carry across the arms. He cast a baleful look at Agni who seemed perfectly composed. “Why aren’t you sweating? That’s not even human. Do I have to splash holy water on you, Agni to be sure you’re not a demon?”
“If you put as much effort into hunting demons as you do nagging me, we’d be the prime demon hunting team in the world.” Agni nudged him as they entered the gate to the Sun’s complex. Temple was glad to be home off the evening shift, but happier still that it had been a quiet demon-free patrol.
“You mean we aren’t already?” Caleb smirked, sweeping off his own hat to fan himself. “Besides, Agni is from India. He loves this heat.”
“Agni, drag me the last few hundred yards. I’m so dehydrated,” Temple said, making a face. “There could have at least a disturbance in a blind pig so we could wet our whistles.”
“Illegally.” Caleb eyed him.
“Oui. I don’t care. I’m too hot to care.” Temple planned to strip completely and lie in front of the fan. Maybe chip a little ice off the block in the ice chest and rub it all over himself.
“It’s gets much hotter in India.” Caleb patted Agni’s back.
“I’m so hot, don’t even want to take you two into my room and have my way with you.”
Agni stumbled, holding his head. “I think I’m having a stroke. Did Temple just say he didn’t want sex?”
“No, you’re jake, Agni. That is what he said.” Caleb wagged his head. “I can’t believe my ears.”
“Like I want crammed between two bodies in this heat. You know how I love being in the middle, but until nature gets more reasonable, or we find a cool pool of water for sex, I might have to be celibate.” Temple shuddered at the thought. He had never been able to go for long without sex.
“I bet he doesn’t last a week,” Caleb said.
“I’ll get a pool started in our recreation room. If even half the Soldiers chip in, and they will, someone will win a fortune.” Agni smiled.
“That is bad for your karma,” Temple grumbled, wondering if he could somehow get in on the pool through a proxy. Because he would falter. It was inevitable. “Maybe if I put a block of ice between me and the fan…”
“He’s not even going to last long enough for you to set up the pool, Agni.” Caleb laughed.
”Then you resisted him. We know him best. We stand to win a good deal,” Agni replied.
“You two are mean.” Temple stuck his tongue out at them then tried to walk inside with dignity. He knew they were right. He wondered if his partner would help him skunk them on the pool. Oh, well he’d worry about it when his brain wasn’t melting out one ear. He was the one in control. Now if only Caleb and Agni didn’t look so perfectly edible.
Word Count -- 667
Summary -- It’s too hot to do anything
Author’s Note -- Happy holidays, 2014. Written for the
12_daysofficmas.XXX
“It’s so hot. I’m going to die.” Temple wiped the sweat away before it could sting his eyes more. His fedora felt like having an oven on his head.
“It’s July,” Caleb reminded him.
“It doesn’t have to be this hot!” Temple took his fedora off, fanning his face only to find the damn hat stank. His underpants were sticking to him. At least they had summer uniforms of cotton rather than wool. Still, Soldiers of the Sun deep blue sucked in the sunlight. He envied his partner, Allergi, stuck in front of an electric fan back home nursing a sprained ankle.
“You whine when you’re cold. You whine when you’re hot. Is there any time you’re actually happy?” Agni asked.
“Two weeks at the beginning of May.” Temple shifted his Tommy gun’s strap around on his shoulder. The Tommy wasn’t made for carrying that way with its drum magazine, but the soldiers had made attempts for put shoulder straps on it because it was so heavy, especially to carry across the arms. He cast a baleful look at Agni who seemed perfectly composed. “Why aren’t you sweating? That’s not even human. Do I have to splash holy water on you, Agni to be sure you’re not a demon?”
“If you put as much effort into hunting demons as you do nagging me, we’d be the prime demon hunting team in the world.” Agni nudged him as they entered the gate to the Sun’s complex. Temple was glad to be home off the evening shift, but happier still that it had been a quiet demon-free patrol.
“You mean we aren’t already?” Caleb smirked, sweeping off his own hat to fan himself. “Besides, Agni is from India. He loves this heat.”
“Agni, drag me the last few hundred yards. I’m so dehydrated,” Temple said, making a face. “There could have at least a disturbance in a blind pig so we could wet our whistles.”
“Illegally.” Caleb eyed him.
“Oui. I don’t care. I’m too hot to care.” Temple planned to strip completely and lie in front of the fan. Maybe chip a little ice off the block in the ice chest and rub it all over himself.
“It’s gets much hotter in India.” Caleb patted Agni’s back.
“I’m so hot, don’t even want to take you two into my room and have my way with you.”
Agni stumbled, holding his head. “I think I’m having a stroke. Did Temple just say he didn’t want sex?”
“No, you’re jake, Agni. That is what he said.” Caleb wagged his head. “I can’t believe my ears.”
“Like I want crammed between two bodies in this heat. You know how I love being in the middle, but until nature gets more reasonable, or we find a cool pool of water for sex, I might have to be celibate.” Temple shuddered at the thought. He had never been able to go for long without sex.
“I bet he doesn’t last a week,” Caleb said.
“I’ll get a pool started in our recreation room. If even half the Soldiers chip in, and they will, someone will win a fortune.” Agni smiled.
“That is bad for your karma,” Temple grumbled, wondering if he could somehow get in on the pool through a proxy. Because he would falter. It was inevitable. “Maybe if I put a block of ice between me and the fan…”
“He’s not even going to last long enough for you to set up the pool, Agni.” Caleb laughed.
”Then you resisted him. We know him best. We stand to win a good deal,” Agni replied.
“You two are mean.” Temple stuck his tongue out at them then tried to walk inside with dignity. He knew they were right. He wondered if his partner would help him skunk them on the pool. Oh, well he’d worry about it when his brain wasn’t melting out one ear. He was the one in control. Now if only Caleb and Agni didn’t look so perfectly edible.
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