Nothing but Fluff 4

I've got you

Home.

'Need another ice pack for your butt?' Hetty asked, trying not to snicker.

'No. Go ahead and snicker, but I tell you, those paintball pellets hurt more then you think!' Granger gruffly exclaimed.

'Oh, I'm sure they do.' (light snicker).

'Hey, try getting hit by 1 of them once in a while and you'll see how they hurt!'

'Oh come on, you big baby! You're just ticked Mr. Beale is the one who shot you in the butt!' Hetty teased.

'Of all the techies we could hire, you just HAD to hire someone who spends his spare time playing video games!' Granger grumbled.

'Hey, if I bring home dinner from your favorite fast food joint, will you calm down?'

'Maybe.'

Later.

'Feeling better?' Hetty asked after dinner.

'A bit.' Granger replied.

'If it helps, you can beat me at fencing anytime.'

'Didn't you almost take out my shoulder the last time we sparred though?'

'All's fair in love and war, dear.' Hetty finished.