Sabaton oneshots

Chrobbe - Sock Fluff

A/n
I don't really ship Chris and Thobbe, but I just think they're really cute together as friends. So this is just some weird story about Thobbe being scared of sock fluff. It's really short and weird, but it was fun to write.

The band was recording a new Sabaton album. 

Joakim and Thobbe were sitting on the couch, talking about the new song they were going to record that day. 

Meanwhile, Chris was changing clothes in the bathroom. He had just came back from a hike, because he wanted to clear his mind. Being in a small building with lots of other guys can be really tiring.

When he changed socks though, some sock fluff fell on the bathroom floor. A few years ago, he would have thrown it away without even thinking about it. But ever since he had found out about Thobbe's fear of sock fluff, he took every opportunity he could to tease him about it.

When Chris had changed into his fresh clothes, he grabbed the sock fluff, put it in the pocket of his hoodie and went to find his friend.

While Chris was looking for Thobbe, Hannes and Pär joined Jocke and Thobbe on the couch.

The four guys were all talking about the album, when Chris barged into the so called livingroom.

''Hey, what are you talking about?'' He asked, as he nonchalantly sat down next to Thobbe. 

''Just about the album we are apparently making without you.'' Thobbe answered him jokingly. 

"Hey, it’s not my fault, I couldn't stand your farts." Chris reacted with a big smile on his face.

These two guys seriously never acted serious towards each other.

The band had just been chatting for a few minutes, when Chris decided to strike.

He slowly reached into the pocket of his hoodie, he didn't want Thobbe to suspect anything. They pranked each other all the time, so they were both always very suspicious of each other. 

When he found the sock fluff, he smirked, already enjoying it way too much. 

As Thobbe was still focussed on the other band members, Chris took his hand with the fluff out of his pocket and suddenly threw it at Thobbe. It litterly landed right on his face.

Thobbe practically squeeled and immediately tried to hit the fluff and jumped up, his face showing pure horror.

''What the hell, Chris!''

Chris started laughing and soon the rest, except for Thobbe of course, joined him. 

Thobbe just stood there with his hand on his heart, calming down from the scare, while the rest of the band were all laughing their asses off.

Joakim doubled over and Chris even ended up on the floor from laughing so hard. 

''Alright, that's enough. It wasn't even that funny.'' Thobbe said, almost pouting.

Only after a minute, the others started to calm down.

''Hah, let's not tell him where that fluff really came from.'' Joakim said, slapping Thobbe on the shoulder while looking at Chris.

''Yeah, it might just be from his underwear.'' Hannes joined in.

Thobbe started making gagging noices and walked away from his band mates.

''What's it called then?'' Pär asked.

''Ass fluff'' Chris called after Thobbe.

The poor guitarist ran away from them and locked himself into the bathroom.

But when he turned around, he screamed. There was even more sock fluff on the floor.