Busted
by argante

rating: PG ((slashy implications))
x-over: BtVS/The OC
challenge: "save me, superman"
disclaimer: Tra-la-la-la-la-la, It’s not mine. Tra-la-la-la-la-la, It’s really not.

“Superman? Could you be any more of a geek if you tried?” Seth looked up from his comic, eyes alight.

“Why? Do you think there’s a way?!” Dawn rolled her eyes and flopped onto the empty bed across the room, turning into the pillow.

Why did Ryan’s bed smell like Seth?

“Well, if all else fails? You could run around naked in circles, yelling ‘Save me Superman, save me!’ If nothing else, I’d be
amused, and Ryan’d be... well, now I think I know exactly what Ryan would be.”

Seth blushed a rather cute shade of pink; Dawn just smirked.