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Moonlit Bay	By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 1873 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Def Leppard. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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.....and their sexual orientation or personal lives. I do not own rights to any of the people mentioned herein. No profit is being made.
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Moonlit Bay(Pt2)
Sav sighted heavily and dropped his head to his hand, his fingers drumming his scalp, and one leg crossed over the other. He stared at the TV with the Sony DVD emblem bouncing from corner to corner. The annoyed look on his face represented his waiting on Joe.
“ow..” Came his muffled voice from the kitchen.
Sav rolled his eyes. “Will you come on Joe.” ”Alright…alright, I’m coming,” He flopped on the couch close to Sav and put the bowl of pop corn between them. “I was waiting for that to finish.” ”It doesn’t take 15 minutes to pop popcorn.”
“I had to figure out the microwave, then burned the first bag.” ”I smelled it.” Sav replied flately.
“Sorry…here, have some.” Joe tipped the bowl as he put a handful in his mouth, crunching loudly.
Sav glared at him and picked up the DVD remote and pushed play. “You are supposed to close your lips first, then start chewing.” ”I pu to mu..in my mouf,” Joe said around the mouth full, chewing quickly he pointed at the TV. “Be quiet it’s, starting.” ”I wasn’t making noise,” Sav replied and scooted down further, taking a handful of popcorn. “You’re crunching to loud.”
“You can’t eat popcorn without crunching loudly.” Joe huffed.
“If you close your lips before your tongue moves it to your teeth, you can.”
“I can pour that $150 bottle of wine, I bought for you over it, then it wouldn’t be crunching.” Joe said lowly.
“Then it would be soggy…ew…gross.” Sav screwed up his face at the thought.
“Then stop complaining about the crunch and watch the movie.”
“Fine…fine,” Sav held up his hand. “I’ll stick my finger in this ear, so I can’t hear you and listen to the movie with the other.” Popcorn rained down on him when Joe threw it. “Thanks, saves me the effort it takes to reach for it across my body.” He smiled and plucked the kernels from his lap.
At the end of the movie Joe looked at Sav, his head was tilted away from him and arms crossed over his chest. His slow ,steady breathing told him that he was asleep. Joe shrugged his shoulder and put in the other movie they had picked out at the video shop.
Joe yelled at the television hours later. “Ha…I knew he was the killer!”
Sav jerked awake on his side of the couch, rapidly blinking to clear his eyes of sleep. He looked at Joe, who was looking at him.
“If you don’t want to see the end, you better go back to sleep or leave the room.” ”What time is it?” Sav grumbled and sat up.
“Uh…3:27 am.”
Sav watched the screen a minute. “This isn’t the same movie.”
“You fell asleep close to the end of the other one.”
“You couldn’t wait til tomorrow to watch this one?” ”No…sshhh…I can’t hear it.”
Sav rolled his eyes as he stood up, remembering how loud Joe was crunching popcorn earlier. “I’m going to bed.”
“ok.” Joe called out, leaving his eyes glued to the telly.
“Did you…”
“Lock the door…yeah...yeah…goodnight.” Joe finished for him.
“Goodnight Joe.”
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Later that morning Sav swung his legs over the mattress edge, scrubbed his face of sleep and arched his back, stretching the sore muscles. “Beds to hard.” He grumbled and ambled to the bathroom. Going out to the living room, his bare feet sinking in the plush carpet, he stopped to look at the TV, once again the Sony DVD emblem bounced around. He looked to the couch to see Joe stretched along the length…passed out. Shaking his head, he went to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee for them.
While he waited for the coffee to brew, Sav padded across the cold Spanish inlayed tiles to the huge bay window that over looked the bay. He glanced at the partly cloudy skies, then the water that was lapping at the dock and wondered how close that storm was.
“Must remember to check the local weather.” Sav mumbled. Turning away from the window he went back over to the coffee pot, noticing there was enough for one strong cup. Grabbing a heavy mug from the cabinet, he poured some, fixed it the way he liked and sat in cozy breakfast nook by the window.
Joe stumbled into the kitchen hours later, smelled the coffee, spied the coffee mug on the counter and snatched it up.
“That’s my cup Joe.” Sav said without turning around.
Joe poured his coffee and took a sip of the black hot liquid. “Have eyes in the back of your head now.”
“I knew you would take it.”
“humph…what are you cooking, smells good?”
“uh…bacon, scrambled eggs, toast and diced potatoes.”
“mmm…you make the best scrambled eggs. What do you do, spit in them?” ”No.” Sav chuckled.
“Doesn’t matter, I would eat them anyway,” Joe grabbed two plates from the cabinet and waited for Sav to finish cooking the eggs. “You can just dump all of them on my plate.” ”Are you trying to be funny?” Sav said dryly and spooned a good portion on Joe’s waiting plate.
“I was paying a compliment to the chef.” Joe exclaimed, grabbing several pieces of toast and bacon. Taking his plate and coffee to the table, he slid into the seat.
“Don’t try to con me out of my portion with that compliment either.”
Joe grinned wide around the bite that he took.
Sitting across from him, Sav eyed him and just shook his head at Joe’s cheery mood so early in the day. “What are we doing today?”
“I don’t know…” Joe started, “…relaxing, that is why we came here.”
“I was thinking of being a tourist for once, drive around town and see the sites.” ”It’s a little bitty town Sav, what is there to see?”
“I don’t know. That’s why we drive around and see what we see.”
“What if we don’t see anything?” ”Then we come back here and have pointless conversation.”
Joe shrugged his shoulder. “ok.”
“You are cleaning up the kitchen, since I cooked...again.”
“There is plenty of room in the dish washer.”
Two hours later both men freshly showered, they headed out to explore the town more than they did the previous day, taking in the sites and small historic districts of Moonlit Bay. In the late afternoon, light rain and wind, dropping temperatures, drove them back to the cottage, Joe had suggested they stop by a little café they passed earlier for a light dinner. To which Sav chided him for, he knew that Joe would find a way to get out of cooking for them, but agreed to anyway as long as he paid.
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