Title: Digital Camera
By: Dr FooFoo
Pairing: Danny/Don
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Based upon the prompt #86 - Digital Camera.So... one day, when Flack was busy being all detective-like and working out on the field with Mac and Stella, Danny was all by his lonesome, working on a boring-arse case that seemed like it would never end. Unluckily for him, Aiden was done her shift in the middle of his, and decided to have a little fun.
See, Danny had just gotten back from searching through a museum's archive for five hours, so he was a little sore/blind/tired, so he was relaxing in the washroom, having a smoke by the window. He figured Mac wouldn't notice. >.>
He got so caught up in looking outside and thinking about Flacky that he didn't notice Aiden creeping into the washroom, looking around to make sure Danny was the only other one in there, and hiding in a nearby stall. Danny finished his cigarette after a while, and was considering getting another one, but he remembered something about smoking giving you cancer or some weird crap like that and decided against it. D:
Of course, all that thinking about Flack had given him some ideas, so he glanced around, then slipped into one of the stalls along the far wall. Unfortunately for him, it was the one beside Aiden's secret hiding place... He got into the most comfortable position possible considering the circumstances and... well, you know. Did things that a Danny would do after seven minutes of thinking about a Flack.
Aiden, of course, totally knew this was coming, so she shimmied up the wall of the stall and stood on the toilet seat, and pulled out her trusty digital camera (which Flack had given her for her birthday, coincidentally enough). She aimed it over the top of the stall and pressed the "video" button, and tried not to giggle as she watched the little display screen and heard muffled and panted whispers of Flack's name.
Fade to the end of the day.
Aiden had gone home after her little recording incident, and Danny had gone home as well and was none the wiser. Until, that is, he got a text message from Cindy (aka Flack) that said: "ur hot cum 2 my place" (because we all know Flacky uses chatspeak) and of course, he couldn't refuse.
So Danny showed up at Flack's apartment a few minutes later and Flack met him at the door, waving a floppy disk around and grinning slyly. Danny smirked and asked what was on it, and Flacky led him to the computer in his bedroom.
They sat down and Flack popped in the disk and opened a file entitled "from aiden lol.avi" and Danny paled at what he saw appear on screen: himself from above, whacking it in a washroom stall and moaning Flack's name softly.
"I'm gonna fuckin murder her," was all he could say (cause really, what else is there to say?), but before he could go and make good on that threat, Flack tackled him onto his bed and they made sweet sweet humpy.
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