Title: Gin and Soup
Author: eenodol
Pairing: J/SB
Archive: only under eenodol
Email: eenodol@yahoo.com
Series: Gin and Soup (1/1)
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters and I only wrote this so that I
could use the sentence "I love you, you tubby bitch. I love you good."

Jay sighed and snuggled deeper into the couch feeling the heat of the
electric blanket engulf him. Jay had been sick for about 3 days now and
while Silent Bob tended to his every need, Jay made Bob's life a living
hell.
Bob had been patient with Jay's commands knowing that not only did
Jay feel bad but that he had been deprived of alcohol and pot for the
last few days making him very testy.
"Turn on the T.V. tons of fun." "Open the fucking window lunchbox."
On and on went Jay's never ceasing mouth. Constantly calling out new
things to be done just to break the silence. It was another one of these
harsh orders which pulled Bob out of his pondering.
"Close the fucking window tubby. It's fucking cold in here. Course I
can see how you wouldn't notice seeing as youse got all that blubber to
keep you warm."
And Bob obeyed him. Not because of some power which Jay held over
Bob but, because of Bob's need to protect and care for his foul-mouthed
companion.
After shutting the window Bob returned to the couch and sat down,
lifting Jay's legs so that they were now thrown carelessly across his
lap. They sat in comfortable silence until Jay felt the need to open his
mouth again.
"Hey Bob," Jay said in an unusually meek voice, indicating that his
next request was of some importance and not just busy work for Bob. 
"I'm hungry. You think maybe youse could go make some lunch or some
shit."
Bob simply nodded and went into the kitchen, leaving Jay with the
T.V. as he prepared a meal. After about 3 minutes of shuffling and
microwaving Bob returned carrying a bowl of soup which he placed in
Jay's lap.
"Thanks lunchbox."
Jay reluctantly picked up the soup and sipped it knowing that he
hated the taste of the broth. However much to his delight he tasted a
new flavor over the salty broth.
"Is this..?" he asked
Bob nodded.
"Hell yeah bitch, gin and chicken broth. Damn you know what I like.
You know what else? I love you, you tubby bitch. I love you good."

el fin