Give me Fever

Ozzy and Drix just finished the last part of the obstacle course. Ever since Thrax tried to kill Frank, twice a year members of the police force were forced to go through a grueling fitness test to make sure they were prepared. Before the obstacle course they were forced to do large sets of pushups and situps, and were now given a short break before running laps.

"I hate this spit!" Ozzy complained as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It is a necessary evil," Drix panted. It was then that he noticed a car pull up along side the fence. "Jones, isn't that your car?"

"Are you serious? Again!" Ozzy sighed. "I'll be right back."

He started walking over to the car. "Hey Jones! That your girl? How's a cell like you gettin' any action?" One of his friends teased.

"Y'all are just jealous cause your dividing with yourselves." Ozzy replied. When he was a few feet away from the fence he shouted, "Stop breaking into my car!"

"Don't think of it as breaking in, baby." Thrax said. "Think of it as borrowing."

Jones leaned in through the passengers side. "Just borrowing, huh?" The virus smirked. "Ya know, this is all your fault," Ozzy pointed back to the course. "They didn't start doing this till you attacked."

"If it means I get to see you run around with your clothes clinging to you, then baby I ain't even sorry." Thrax leaned in to kiss the cell, but Ozzy put a hand over his mouth.

"If you ain't sorry then you ain't getting any."

Thrax removed Ozzy's hand. "C'mon Jones, I come bearing gifts." He held out a bottle of water.

Ozzy immediately got in the car. "Thank Frank! I'm parched!"

He held the bottle just a little out of the cell's reach. "There's a price, baby."

Jones glared. He grabbed Thrax by his turtleneck and forced his tongue past the virus's lips. When he finally pulled away, Thrax smiled. "You earned it."

Ozzy snatched the bottle, and chugged it. He let out a happy sigh. "Water never tasted so damn good!"

"Hey Jones!" One of his friends called. "Break's over!"

Ozzy sighed. "I'll be right there!" He went to leave, but Thrax grabbed his chin and turned him so they were face to face.

"Good luck, baby." He gave the cell a quick kiss, before Ozzy stepped out of the car. As Jones walked away Thrax honked the horn and whistled. Ozzy flipped him off as he continued walking.

Thrax watched as Ozzy and the other cops ran laps, jumped hurdles, and did pull ups. The pull ups were the last part of the test. When they stopped panting some of the cells asked Ozzy and Drix if they wanted to go to the bar with them to celebrate.

"Nah man, I need a shower." He said goodbye to his friends and got in the car. "You got anymore water?" Thrax handed him a bottle. Ozzy drank it while turning the air conditioner on full blast.

Thrax shivered. "Baby, that's freezing."

Ozzy glared. "Your fault," he said while pointing his gun at Thrax's head.

"Alright, alright! Just put that away, baby!" Ozzy put it back in the compartment under the dash, and finished off the water bottle. Thrax rolled his eyes and drove away.

"It's so hot!" Ozzy said, taking off his shirt.

Thrax smiled. "Damn Jones, you're lookin' fine!"

"Eyes on the road!" Ozzy growled. Thrax laughed. "What?" The cell asked, unamused.

"You're cute when you're angry."

Ozzy tried to hide his smile. "I'm still mad at you."

"Course baby," the virus snickered as they pulled up.

As soon as they got inside Ozzy went into the bedroom's bathroom. He turned the shower on freezing cold and stepped inside. He was only inside for a few minutes, when he felt arms wrap around his stomach. "Go away, I just wanna wash up and get out."

"Jeez Ozzy, you're still mad?"

Ozzy rubbed the bar of soap along his arms. "Maybe if you say you're sorry I'll feel better."

Thrax turned Ozzy around and kissed him. "I'm sorry baby. Happy?"

Ozzy smiled deviously. "Very."

"Now could you turn the heat up? This water's ice cold!" The virus complained.

"Did you not see how much exercise I got? I'm burning up!"

Thrax caressed Ozzy's face with his killer claw. "I thought you enjoyed a little fever."

Ozzy pushed his hand away. "That's different. And would you let me get cleaned up?"

Thrax rolled his eyes. Give him a minute, he thought.

Ozzy lasted two minutes before growing bored. "Oh, Frank it. Come here!" He kissed Thrax, who picked him up and pressed him up against the wall.

Thrax kissed Ozzy's neck and the cell moaned. "I thought you just wanted to get cleaned up?" The virus teased.

Ozzy wrapped his arms around Thrax. "I changed my mind. That so bad, Big Daddy?"

Thrax licked his lips. "Not at all."