A Collection of Stuff

Helicopter ride ((Fluff))

A/N: For the sake of this one-shot Burt and Charles are cousins. And Charles agreed to do this "Little Favor" for Burt.

((Also: Do be warned there is a Smut joke. No actual smut. Just a smut joke.))

((A/N Slightly from the future: Hay so Burt has/is a bit OOC in this. That and he a complete awkward mess. So- just remember (just like every other one-shot I have) this was a test to get to know the characters better. Anyway. Hope you still enjoy))

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"Are you sure this is a good idea? We could get caught." Sven said, looking around cautiously.

"We'll be fine Sven. Just trust me." Burt said softly. Clearing the way, he led Sven onto a hill where a helicopter was landed.

"Oh! There you are! I thought I was going to have to break you out of jail. Again." An ginger-brown haired, red headset, the military looking pilot said. His voice went from sweet to bitter the moment he said 'again'.

"Hay- in my defence if I didn't hack them they wouldn't be in jail right now!" Burt barked.

"Ya ya, I know." The pilot said, rolling his eyes. "Any who-" He started with a bow. "The name Charles Calvin. I'll be your pilot for the evening." He then stood up straight and opened the door to the inside of the helicopter. "Come along now. We don't have all night, love birds~" He said chuckling.

Burt blushed a little and rolled his eyes. "Come one." He said, grabbing Sven hand softly and pulling him inside. "Hay- thanks for agreeing to do this for me, cous."

"No problemo. Just don't go at it back there and we will be just fine." Charles said.

"CHARLES! THAT IS HIGHLY INAPPROPRIATE!" Burt screeched. His face was almost as red as possible thanks to the amount of embarrassment he felt. Sven chuckled a little.

"He seems nice." Sven muttered.

"He is- but he can also be a jerk." Burt growled.

"Keep that attitude up and I'll crash this Helicopter." Charles stated. Conveniently enough he could do that because they wear in the sky at this point.

"Please don't." Burt whimpered.

"Then chin up. Smile more. And pretend I'm not here. You are on a date after all." Charles stated.

"THIS IS NOT A DATE!" Burt screeched before looking at Sven and adding. "Unless you want it to be a date." Sven chuckled a little and gave Burt a kiss on the cheek.

"Sure- let's make this a date." Sven said softly.

"Ok then. Never mind. It is a date." Burt said, chuckling nervously.

"Told you so." Charles teased.

"Shut up." Burt barked. Sven chuckled and looked out the opened doors of the helicopter. They were going slow in the sky so the wind wasn't horrible. Sven smiled and sat him and Burt down on one of the seats near the open doors so they could feel the wind and look out at the setting sun.

"This is amazing!" Sven cheered. Burt giggled in response. "How did you convince him to fly us?"

"Simple, he loves flying his helicopter. So this was pretty much his excuse to fly it." Burt said calmly. Sven giggled a little.

"Fair enough." Sven looked around outside. "We should have brought some snacks."

"Well you're in luck! I got a picnic basket under my chair here-" Charles said right as the sound of shuffling followed before he held a picnic out behind him with one arm. "Here. Go ahead. Take it. There a planketed over the food inside so nothing could get in along with making sure what inside stays warm."

"Oh. Thanks." Burt said, taking the basics. Charles' arm rotated back to his contrals. The way he did it kind of creeped out Sven. Burt sat back down and placed the basket on his lap.

"Um- I don't want to be rude but... is he double jointed?" Sven whispered.

"Hm? Ya he double jointed. Why do you ask?" Burt whispered back.

"Just the way his arm moved did seem normal to me." Sven replied in a whisper. Burt chuckled a little before nodding understandable in response. "So what's in the basket?" Sven asked a bit louder.

"Don't know- wanna find out?" Burt asked. Sven nodded eagerly. Burt opened the basket and took off the blanket to reveal a plate of warm brownies and a couple of juice boxes.

"Wow." They said in unison. They gave each other a glance with big grins on their face before they both grabbed a brown each and took a bite. Sven gave a couple of happy stomps at the taste.

"This is so good!" Sven said happily. Burt chuckled.

"It should be! It's Burt's mom's recipe!" Charles said joyfully.

"Well that would explain the familiar taste." Burt commented, chuckling.

"Wait- do you know the recipe?" Sven asked curiously.

"Oh course I do! I used to cook with my Mamá all the time! She would teach me every recipe she knew!" Burt replied proudly.

"Really!? Waw! We should cook together some time!" Sven said happily.

"Ya!" Burt agreed, just as happy.

At the end of the helicopter ride Burt gave Charles 10$ for the ride and took Sven home.

The end.

((A/N: I ended where I ended it because I didn't know what else to add.))

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