The Most Stupid Move Ever Made [Mac/Kitty]

[Stephen Colly]

Stephen gave a small smile as Mac spoke about what his father had said, it seemed slightly odd but try at the same time. Stephen moved so he was now looking straight at the watch over Mac’s shoulder and saw that the minute hand was on six, another thing dead…Stephen thought as he stared down at the silent watch with out the tick. Why did so many things die? Even watches seemed to know that something was wrong and stop working or fall off.

”No, sir, I’m definitely not obsessed with…brownies…” Stephen muttered quietly, feeling blood rush to his cheeks as he suddenly realized…that he wasn’t interested in the women volunteers…
He felt suddenly very alone so turned to see Niamh walking up to Allington and giving him a lecture like she had given Stephen back in Exeter.

Allington’s face turned from smug to slight fear as the woman growled up at him, his eyes kept darting to Stephen’s and back again to the little mismatched ones in front of him.

Stephen shuffled his feet and stared elsewhere, watching soldiers walking about, his eyes darted towards the stables where he could hear horses and then they travelled back to Niamh and Mac.

Niamh had gone off to do her duty of un packing supplies and Allington winked at Stephen and shuffled off towards the kitchen because of a loud cry from a women sticking her head out to shout about licking spoons. Stephen stuffed his hands into his pockets and watched as the crowd of men charged towards the kitchen, it was like they hadn’t eaten in days…they did remind Stephen of the end of a school day back in Devon…nice times they were.

[Mac Bargett]

”No, sir, I’m definitely not obsessed with…brownies…”

Mac completely missed Colly’s point, “Yeah, you’re a good soldier, knows when it’s time to fight and time for fun.” He noticed that his comment had embarrassed Stephen, and caused him to turn to the woman, and Allington. She was taking him down a few pegs, telling him how he wasn’t as good as the American soldiers, like Mac.

This made Mac smile, and as Allington rushed back off to the kitchen with a large mass of more soldiers, Mac stepped up to the woman, who had returned to sorting supplies, and gave a little bow, ”Hey, by the way, it’s Mac, Sgt. Mac Bargett, ma’am.” After the belated greeting, a large commotion errupted among the soldiers near the kitchen. Mac took no notice at it at first, but over the general talking and shouts of the enlisted men, he caught wind of “fight!” and “get em!” Quickly he rushed into the small crowd and took assessment.
With all the pushing and shoving, two of the last men to arrive had started a fist fight, and were now grabbing and hitting each other around in the dirt. Mac was thankful that their olive drab uniforms had American insignias, that would make it much easier to break up.

“Alright you two, break it up, come on,” Mac shouted as he grabbed their collars and pulled them apart. He noticed that one of their dirt covered faces belong to one of his own subordinates, and this just made him shout more, “George! What are you doing? This is the army! We are here to liberate France and fight Germans, not each other. If there’s one thing I hate it’s Americans fighting Americans! Come on!” Mac let go of the other man and left him fall on his knees, but pulled George along with him as he walked away from the other, laughing men, “Geeze, George, I can’t let you men out of my sight, can I. Just a minute ago one of these woman was telling an English private how nice we Americans are, and then here you are, rough housing it amongst yourselves. Nice move, George.”

[Daniel Brennan]

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Clooooosing!

CP:
Meester Colly: 14CP

Addie (Or Niamh... I can't remember which of you it was ): 14CP

Mac: 11CP


~Dan