Title: Doughnuts
Author: Kait
Rating: G
Date: 9.18.03
Summary: And the funny thing was, Jared didn't even eat doughnuts.


Doughnuts

"Hey! That's mine!" Jared glanced up from the box of doughnuts, his hand dangling over the last chocolate.

"Is your name on it?" he snapped.

"You don't even like doughnuts, McPherson!" He was not looking forward to arguing with Seth, not today, but he resigned himself to it as he turned around, leaning on the table and successfully blocking the source of the argument from view.

"How do you know what I like and don't like? Besides, it's not like you need it." He gestured to Seth's rather large mid-section. "Me? I’m over worked these days. I need the sugar."

"Bull." Jared noted that Seth was choosing to ignore the comment about his girth. "And I always get the last chocolate. That's how I know you don't like doughnuts. If you did then you'd eat them here occasionally and if you ate them here then you would know that I always get the last chocolate." Seth seemed very satisfied with himself. He bristled, however, when Jared waved at him dismissively.

"Who had the chocolate doughnut before this one? The second to last."

"Uh... me."

"Well, there we go! Just pretend that whoever ordered doughnuts this morning ordered one less chocolate than usual. That was you got the last chocolate and this one doesn't even exist."

"...huh?"

"Or, or...even better! We'll pretend that I came to get this doughnut like, two hours ago. So this doughnut disappeared then, before you ate the second to last. So it would be here now so you, in fact, did get the last doughnut." Seth's eyes scrunched up as he tried to follow Jared's special brand of logic.

"I...well...I mean..." With a frustrated growl Seth took a step forward and slammed his hand on the table. "NO! Whatever the hell you just said... there's a doughnut there now. It's chocolate. I want it! It's mine!"

"Finder's keepers!"

"You immature little moron! I'm higher ranked than you!"

"Oh, please, you made Detective like... two months before I did. That doesn't count!"

"It damn well does!"

"Says who?"

"Says the fact that I was getting paid more per hour than you were for four whole pay periods!"

"Okay, okay..." Jared once again dismissed Seth's protests with a wave of his hand. "Let's look at it this way. Why do you deserve the doughnut more than I do?"

"Because... well... because I damn well do! That's why! I always get the last one!"

"You've got to do better than that," Jared said, making a 'tsk' noise in the back of his throat.

"Well, if you're so much more deserving of it than me, why should you get it?" Seth was quickly turning the color of a well-ripened tomato.

"You first!"

"I gave you my answer!"

"Well it was crappy. Try again or I'll just win by default."

"Like hell you will!"

"Well you can't get a worse reason than that one, so I have to win."

"I'm warning you..."

"What? It's not my fault you don't deserve this doughnut..."

"I've had it up to HERE with you, McPherson!"

"All I'm asking is..."

"Jay?"

Both Jared and Seth turned at the interruption.

"Oh, hey Bryce!" Jared said. "Wanna chocolate doughnut?"

"Sure!" Before Seth could react, Jared reached behind him and pulled out the doughnut, handing it to Bryce.

"You can go wait at my desk. I'll be over in a minute," Jared said. Seth simply gaped.

"Okay!" Seth and Jared both watched Bryce as he hummed to himself, heading for Jared's desk.

"You're a right bastard, McPherson."

"Don't I know it," Jared said with a smirk before sauntering after Bryce.

.end.