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Chapter 4

"Tucker! Oh my god I have something hilarious-" You started running and laughing at the same time towards the shirtless, training Tucker.

Tucker turned his head, an eyebrow raised. "What?" He asked curiously.

"Wash- he was, havin some... fun and thinking about me!" You bursted out into a huge fit of laughter. Of course you weren't going to tell him about the kiss. You were pretty sure that would make it awkward, since Wash is his commanding officer.

Tucker stood there for a few seconds confused, but then he realized what you meant. That perverted grin of his came to show. "Was it big?"

You stopped laughing, flustered and blushing furiously. Your eyes narrowed.

"I- Uh- hehe... Yeah it seemed like it." You mumbled quickly, hiding your face in the palms of your hands. Tucker started laughing some kind of little girly laugh. You peeked out through one of your fingers.

"Not funny! Why are you laughing like that?" You said, desperately trying to change the subject and defend yourself at the same time.

Tucker was now on the floor, laughing his ass off, just because you admitted Wash's... Ding dong was big. Asshole. [A/N: im dying 'ding dong' LMAO]
You huffed childishly, stomping 3 feet away from the aqua soldier. Crossing your arms, you turned your back towards Tucker.

After the idiot recovered from his laughing fit, he walked up to you.
"(Y/N)..." You faced him.

"Please don't ask me any other weird questions about Wash." You muttered, cheeks still flushed. He snickered, but nodded.

"I just wanted to say that... That I-"

"TUCKER? WHERE ARE MY COOKIES?"

"Oh god no..." Tucker murmured, face palming. The happy blond skipped towards Tucker. He was holding a full glass of orange juice which was, by the way, spilling everywhere on the floor.

"They're in the 3rd cabinet on the left, Caboose." Tucker explained, annoyed.

"UH, TUCKER. I don't remember my directions. Please show me?" Caboose pleaded, scratching his head. Tucker groaned, running a hand through his hair and leading Caboose to his cookies.

You wondered what he was about to tell you.

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