Unpatient Sweets? A Patient Retreat.
“Sameen duck!”
Shaw does as she’s told just as a hammer of sorts is swung to where her head just was. She leaps up and kicks the perp in his kneecap, lunges her knee in his groin causing him to double over before grabbing the hammer and using the end of the stick to know the guy out.
Breathing heavily she peers behind her to see Root holding her own with another guy twice her size “You okay Root?”
“I’m just fine, sweetie. Why don’t you go buy us a couple of churros and a soda to share while I finish up here.” she pants, skillfully avoiding blows and dishing out her own.
“Alright” Shaw nods knowing Root can handle herself, and goes off in search of goodies.
Root fends off two more blows before the bigger guy finally manages to get one to her stomach, giving her the perfect opportunity to grab her taser and when he yanks her back up by the hair she jabs the device into the underside of his neck and watch as his bodies convulses and falls to the ground.
Root zipties the guy and then flashes her badge at the park’s security guards make up some bullshit story and they hold onto them until some cops show up to collect them.
Shaw comes back with the requested items plus cotton candy and Root’s face instantly lights up, and so what if Shaw got Root her favorite treat without her asking for it, whatever.
“Awe thank you, sweetie” she says completely ignoring the churro she was being offered and attacked the cotton field on a stick from where Shaw was holding it sideways with her teeth.
Shaw grunted as Root took the item out of her mouth and played with it while eating. Root pauses momentarily eyeing all the goodies Shaw has on her and frowns a little “Sweetie, you can’t eat all of that, you’ll get sick”
Shaw rolls her eyes “Whatever grandma, I’ll be perfectly fine. I have the appetite of a whale and the metabolism of a humming bird, thank you very much”
Root gives her a condescending look “Shaw it doesn’t how much or how fast you eat, all that sugar is going to make you sick”
Shaw looks her dead in the eye and rips open a bag of sour patch kids and shove them all in her mouth one time. Chewing and slowly quickly, as if to prove her point.
Root throws her hands up in surrender “Fine but don’t come whining to me when you start vomiting tonight”
Shaw scoffs “I don’t whine or vomit” she says with disgust.
Root turns to give her a look, because seriously, last time Shaw got a stomach bug Root couldn’t leave the apartment for three days.
Root sighs “Whatever lets just go for some rides before closing time”
And they do, all the really big and fun ones. Shaw is feeling spectacular for the rest of the night, downing almost the large coke all by herself. Afterwards they stop to pick up pizza for dinner, because Shaw wants to continue the junk theme they have going on for the night.
Shaw’s finishing off her last lollipop as they walk through the door, carefully carrying two large boxes of pizza. She puts one in the fridge for food tomorrow and takes the other box to the couch.
“Sameen you should really drink some water, you’ve barely had any today” Root comes up behind her with a cool bottle.
Shaw couldn’t roll her eyes any further if she tried “Root I’m telling you, I’ll be fine!” folding a slice of pizza and shoving it in her mouth.
*Four hours Later*
Shaw glares at Root from where she’s doubled over the toilet bowl, wrenching her guts out and shooting accusatory looks at Root in the process.
Root tries to rub the sleep from her eyes as she holds back Shaw’s hair for her “I don’t want to say I told you so Sameen but...., I told you so”
As Shaw opens her mouth to tell Root to shut up she ends up hurling again, prompting Root to continue “Gummy Bears, Cotton Candy, Coke, Reese’s Pieces, Sour Patch Kids, oh and we can’t forget the Churros, as well as the Twizzlers, Skittles and a double layered lava cake. Honestly Sameen, I don’t know what the hell you were expecting” looking disapprovingly down at the shorter woman.
Shaw’s expression shifts from anger to frown, Root can see the slight wrinkles of pain in her face. Shaw empties her contents one last time before sitting back with a groan.
Her stomach churns, her head is pounding and its hot as hell. Not really but her body is really acting up right now.
The shorter woman feels the regret hitting her like a truck now that she hadn’t listened to Root, and the hacker can see the slight pout on her face as she looks to her exhausted eyes.
Root gives her head a soothing rub before grabbing a cup of water and mouthwash for Shaw to rinse. Fortunately she made it to the toilet just in time that no where else needed to be cleaned except the toilet bowl, and though Shaw’s clothes were perfectly fine, Root found her something cooler to wear.
The shorter woman climbs into bed after taking a small tentative sip of water before pulling at Root to join her. The hacker resists in favor of going to the kitchen causing Shaw to mutter a growly, groany whine of sorts, she doesn’t even care how she sounds right now. She just feels so fucking bad.
“I’ll be right back” Root reassures her before making her some purely green tea, unsweetened obviously and grabbing some crackers and some aspirin before sitting on the edge of the bed.
The shorter woman is squirming slightly in the covers and doesn’t hesitate to drink at least half the tea in small sips and eats a single cracker and taking the pills. Root satisfied cocoons them expertly in the blankets, Shaw curling halfway into/on top of her. Root rubs soothing circles on her back as the shorter woman becomes more relaxed.
“Roooot” Shaw groans
“Don’t worry, you’ll feel better soon enough, baby”
“The candy betrayed me”
“The candy did nothing, Sam”
“It was poisoned” Shaw protests nuzzling further into Root’s chest.
“It was not”
“Yes it was”
Root sighs “I don’t why you eat so much anyway. You’re already plenty sweet, where do you think I get the names Sweetie and Honey from?”
“Willy Wonka”
Root laughs at Shaw’s being able to crack a joke. She turns her head to nibble on Shaw’s cheek pulling her closer “Sleep if off” she whispers.
On the edge of slumber Shaw grumbles “It was still poisoned”
Root smiles “Whatever you say, Sam”
Shaw throws up on Root twice more that night and suffers a day long migraine the next day, she doesn’t eat candy for a fucking week.