SPUNKERS THIS IS FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own these people.

Author's Note: I had to add this after "Murder Sings the Blues." Couldn't resist. So, spoilers for that eppy, but you have to pretend that none of the DL angst happened this season, and they've been dating secretly. Also, if you like Mac/Peyton as a couple, you won't like this, so don't read!

HOSTESS THE SEQUEL: IT WAS JUST WRONG

"Hey you. Ready to go?" Danny was finished with his case work on the dead playboy and was looking forward to a quiet evening at home with Lindsay. Well, maybe not so quiet. He smiled mischievously.

"Hmmm ... I wonder what you're thinking about," Lindsay chuckled, more open since the lab was mostly empty. "Unfortunately, I've got about another hour of paperwork since Hawkes was taken off our case."

"Yeah, that's too bad. He really should have told Mac."

She shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. Lapse in judgement, but I wish Mac hadn't gone off on him in front of everyone. Hawkes deserves more respect than that. He wasn't trying to be underhanded."

Danny sighed. "Agreed. Well, I'll meet you at home, then." A growl echoes across the room. "What the hell was that?"

Lindsay blushed. "I haven't eaten much since lunch. I was thinking of heading to the fifth floor vending machines."

He grinned. "Let me guess ... Hostess cupcakes?" They had been a favorite treat of the couple since their first kiss over birthday wishes.

She hopped up eagerly. "Let's go!"

Giggling like two goofy school kids, they sprint up the stairs to the fifth floor. Outside the door, they suddenly grow quiet - they can hear voices. They tiptoe out, not wanting to alert anyone to their presence.

They duck behind a half wall near the vending machines and peek over - they're partially hidden by a plastic plant.

"It's Mac and Peyton!" Lindsay hissed.

"Yeah, I can see that," Danny whispered.

They listen for a few moments. "Oh! Peyton accidentally spilled the beans about Hawkes. I get it," she mused.

"I can hear, Montana," he said, nudging her good-naturedly, then - "Holy crap! He's holding her hand! Ya know, I thought maybe Mac was seeing somebody - he's been wearing cologne. That always means a chick."

"Omigod! You're right!" She watched for a moment, squirming uncomfortably. "Oh, I don't know Danny, I can't see it."

"Yeah, I always thought he and Stella ..."

"We all did. Plus, Peyton's okay, but she always looks like she just got done sucking a lemon."

"Well, it appears she's been sucking something else ..."

"Danny! You're disgusting!" She hit his arm.

"Shhhhhh ... they're going to hear!"

"That might not be a bad thing. These two are making me kind of nauseous. What are they doing now? Oh no ... oh, Danny ... oh God!"

"What? Oh, wait a minute. That's just not right," he groaned.

The two watch in horrified silence as Peyton lit a candle ... on a Hostess cupcake.

"No ..." Lindsay moaned as Peyton fed Mac a bite, following up with a kiss. "Oh god, tongue! That's just ..."

"Wrong," Danny finished.

The two snuck back downstairs, alone with their thoughts. Danny found a Snickers in his drawer and gave it to Lindsay. "Here. I'll just wait 'til you're ready."

Later, on their way home, Lindsay said, "Hey Danny, you know that case of Hostess cupcakes we bought at Costco?"

"Yeah, what about them?"

"You think we can return them?"

"I don't see why not, we haven't opened the package yet," he said. "Why?"

"I just ... um," she paused. "Honestly Danny, I just don't think I can eat them any more."

"They kinda ruined it for ya, huh?" He chuckled at her embarrassed nod. "Yeah, me, too."

THE END