Warnings: Slash Has Claude/Peter moments.
Disclaimer: Don't own NBC Heroes or any of the characters
Author's Note: I was bored...wrote some drabbles...If you don't like them I really don't care. Was sort of a challenge given to me by my sister. Write 100 word drabbles with a requirement. The requirement was Peter needed to be smacked/mention of being beaten at least once.
#1
It was a beautiful morning for Peter as he watched the traffic drive by below. The morning shower had refreshed him from his lessons the following night. He pondered on what to have for breakfast when a blow smacked him upside the head.
"You didn't even hear me coming, now did you Poodle! All these training sessions and you can't even master the basics." The angry voice of his companion growled in his ear. "Always pay attention to your surroundings!"
Peter rubbed the back of his head and glared at Claude's sneering face. The bright morning wasn't that beautiful anymore.
#2
Claude had just finished feeding the pigeons, his dear old companions, when he eyed Peter still sulking in the corner. They had had another round a bout training session and Peter was still pouting over the unfairness of the fight.
Peter had been holding his own, in which really he's just dodging quick enough, when Claude tried something new. He got Peters arms distracted and zoomed in for a kiss. A sweet, short, innocent touch of the lips and then brought his fist under Peter's jaw. Claude wondered if Peter was blushing from rage or embarrassment. Though, it didn't matter.
#3
Peter stood slightly behind Nathan as the press asked questions about Peter's recent visit to rehab (training with Claude), when his eyes saw an advertisement on a bus.
Fall in Love in Hawaii!
'Hawaii?' Peter thought to himself, 'I wonder if Claude would go for it…"
"And what does Peter plan to do now after this rehabilitation episode?" The paparazzi enquired.
"What are you going to do Peter?" Nathan questioned, staring pointedly.
"Go to Hawaii with my boyfriend." Peter answered automatically, not thinking.
He met Claude that night for the second beating of the day and also a great idea.
#4
Claude just grabbed a hot dog right out the hands of an unsuspecting teenage brat when thin arms grabbed his waist and pulled him towards the alley. He lashed out with his arm and struck a surprised and horny Peter on the cheek.
"What the hell poodle! You just lost me my lunch!" Claude growled shaking Peter's insistent arms off.
"Please. Please." Peter whined, pawing Claude insistently. "I need you!"
"What got into you?" Claude asked alarmed holding him back.
"This chick…seducer…fuck. Need you!" Peter panted rubbing against Claude, undoing his pants.
Claude sighed, irritated, "You owe me lunch after."
#5
Claire giggled as Peter's hand was slapped again. She never envisioned Claude as a baking fellow, but here he was dressed in an apron stirring the batter of a chocolate cake. Peter kept trying to steal tastes of it but Claude was always so much faster.
Claude finally finished mixing and stuck the chocolate coated spoon in his mouth before Peter could swipe it. Peter waited as Claude greedily licked it clean and then he pounced and stole a kiss, licking away the batter surrounding Claude's surprised mouth.
When cake was served that night, Claire couldn't hold in her laughter.