Fandom: Nascar
Author:
Rating: PG
Warning: Tony Stewart kissage. ;)
Note: This is one of the drabble/ficlets that
Dale Jr. was minding his own business (ogling some rather attractive female fans) when he overheard two girlfriends of his fellow racers talking. They seemed to be discussing an interview, and sure enough, when he glanced over his shoulder, the two women had their eyes glued to a portable television, no doubt watching the pre-race interviews. However, while he was still looking at them, their eyes widened, and one of the women nudged the other with her elbow.
“Did you just see that? When Tony popped into the screen?”
The other woman nodded, eyes still wide, and seeming to have a problem believing what she just saw. “Did he just hug and kiss a man on national television? I KNEW he couldn’t be straight.”
Junior raised both eyebrows, unsure if he had heard right. He continued to drop eaves unashamedly…or, as it is more commonly known, eavesdrop unashamedly.
The first woman was talking again. “I can’t believe it. Tony Stewart is crazier that I thought. I can’t believe he just did that.”
“Did you see the look on…” the other woman started to say, but Junior had heard enough. He moved off, grinning devilishly.
Some minutes later, he tapped an orange shoulder. “Hey, Tony, how come you’ve never kissed me?”
Tony Stewart grinned. “There’s enough of me for everybody.”
“But I thought we had something special, man!” Junior did his best to pout without laughing.
“Well, in that case…” Tony said slyly, and before Junior knew what was happening, Tony had planted a smacker on his lips.