Petty Revenge

Rating: PG
Category: AU
Pairing(s): Toki/Skwisgaar.
Warnings: Nothing I can think of. Okay a bit of swearing.
Summary: Toki has a good day.
Notes: Apparently travel makes me all drabblie...

It was their first concert since Toki and Skwisgaar had finally let it be known that they were a couple. There had been a lot of concern, naturally, surrounding this appearance. Fans tended to react in strange ways to their idols choosing a signifigant other. However the fan reaction to the announcement did not appear to be substantially different from the band's. No one was terribly surprised, and as long as the music kept coming, nobody really cared.

Well... almost nobody.

Toki came out on stage, trailing after his tall, beautiful lover. The crowd went crazy as the lights came up and the band was revealed. It was a great night for a show. Everyone was in a good mood, the energy was fantastic, and Toki couldn't wait to get playing. He felt like a racehorse in the chute, just waiting for the door to fly open and grant him release. Instead he waited, as he had always done, for Nathan to start the show. And Nathan was in a mood for comedy. He picked up the mic and grinned at the crowd.

"As many of you know, Dethklok has recently begun breeding Scandinavian guitar players. The pair we got off the internet seem to really like each other, but... so far we haven't got a litter."

Skwisgaar huffed. "Ja dat's greats, Nat'ans, we is really needings you to talks abouts our sex life on stage."

Nathan grinned at him. "Skwisgaar there is probably nobody in this stadium who does not have first-hand knowledge of your sex life." He turned to the crowd. "Okay... raise your hand if you have not fucked Skwisgaar!"

Skwisgaar looked annoyed. Nathan was laughing his ass off as he pointed someone out. "Okay... Roadie 9,825 has not fucked Skwisgaar. See me after the show and we'll arrange something."

"Can we just gets starteds?" asked Skwisgaar.

"Oh, right," said Nathan. "You wanted to do like... show tunes now."

Toki just stood in contented silence as Nathan baited Skwisgaar for the amusement of the crowd. For one of the few times in his life, Toki Wartooth was utterly at peace with life. He had wealth, fame, a beautiful home, friends who loved him, and the most beautiful man to ever draw breath shared his bed. The stars had all aligned, and he closed his eyes as he responded to the brief, soft kiss Skwisgaar gave him before they finally got down to the business of playing metal. His life was perfect.

He only wished he could see the look on his father's face as, far away in a little house in Norway, the Reverend Wartooth, along with his wife and friends, got to learn via a special satellite feed set up just for him that his metal-playing nihilist son was now fucking another man. But he couldn't have everything.