Title: Don't start with me
Pairing: Brad/Ray
Rating: PG-13
Words: 223
Disclaimer: I do not own, because if I did, they'd be a lot more naked scenes.
A/n: Just a small fic (my first ^_^ ) So, tell me what you think.

Don't start without me


Brad watched with vague amusement as Ray bounced from one foot to the other, singing loudly. 'Young man! There's no need to feel down. I said, young man! Pick yourself off the ground-'

'Ray!' Brad called.

'-YMCA!' Ray yelled, cutting to the chorus with dance moves included. 'I wanna stay at the YMCA!'

'Ray!' Brad cut him off, shaking his head. 'Did you leave a pack of Charms in the back of my humvee?' Ray gaped at him, wide-eyed and offended.

'Would I, Ray Person, trusted friend, ever even touch a Charm? I'm angered that you'd even think it was me!' Ray paused for a moment, jumping from foot to foot. 'How about Trombley?'

'You think? We did tell him not to.'

'The reporter?'

'Maybe.' Brad paused for a moment, before turning to walk off.

'It was Fick,' Ray called. Colbert looked back at him, a frown creasing his brow.

'Why would he do that? He knows its bad luck.'

'He did it to get your attention.' Brad opened his mouth to question this, but Ray continued anyway. 'You have been ignoring him.'

'I've been busy,' he replied. Ray eyed him up.

'Excuses, Iceman.' Brad shook his head, turning once more to walk away.

'Hey, homes!' Ray called after him. Brad sighed, before looking back.

'What, Ray?'

'Don't start without me,' he winked.