This is a shortie 'cause…well it's pretty self-explanatory once you read it. Enjoy!!
Joey walked into the kitchen, climbing on top of a counter to look in a high cabinet. Seto walked in and just stared, wondering what in heaven's name the blonde needed now.
"What are you trying to get?" he asked, nearly causing the blonde to fall.
"Don't do that," he muttered, pushing aside a can of Pam spray.
"What?" Seto asked, leaning against the island in the middle of the kitchen. "Breathe and ask questions?"
"Make some noise when ya enter a room," Joey mumbled, reaching his arm as far back as he could make it.
"Fine, I promise to make noise," Seto promised, shaking his head. "What are you trying to get?"
"Whipped cream," the blonde replied, his fingers brushing the can he was looking for. "Mokuba and I are makin' ice cream sundaes and he said ya kept it up here so he couldn't reach it. And me neither, apparently." He closed his hand around it and pulled it out in front of him. "Got it!" The blonde hopped off the counter and started to leave the kitchen when Seto blocked his path. "Um…can I go?"
"You think you're gonna get away with that until I'm done?" Seto asked, raising an eyebrow. "I keep that out of your reach for a reason. It's just luck that Mokuba can't get to it either. And now that you've found it, I not only have to find a new place, but I'm going to use it."
A few minutes later, Mokuba walked into the kitchen, wondering where Joey had gone. He stopped short and slapped a hand over his eyes. "Come on, guys!" he whined. "You promised you'd stop doing this!!"
I don't think I even have to say what Seto and Joey were doing with the whipped cream. I'm sure you can use your own twisted imaginations. Don't worry, I have a twisted imagination. It kinda comes with the job.