#bessie isn't an official platonic but i like her a lot

[dudefrommywesterns]

Ship: Mike x Rick Todd, Mike & Bessie Sparrowbrush

Words: 395

Description: Mike and Bessie discuss Christmas presents. Drabblecember Day 6: Wrapping Gifts

When Bessie walked in, Mike was fiddling around with tape and wrapping paper. She set her stuff down at the door and walked over.

She leaned in and asked, “Ooh is that for Rick?”

Mike jumped. They'd been so engrossed with their wrapping they didn't notice her come in.

Bessie sat down at Abby’s sketching desk and asked, fully interested, “What did you get him?”

“Oh, just some new paint brushes,” Mike said casually. “I don't know how long he’s had his but the bristles are starting to bend at odd angles.”

“Can I see them?” she asked.

Mike shrugged, “I guess so.”

Bessie took one from the box Mike put them in and balanced it between her fingers. She ran her thumb through the bristles.

“Hm. They’re nice.”

“Well, they are camel hair.”

Bessie set the brush back in the box, and asked, “What do you think he got you?”

Mike paused and pondered this for a moment. “Knowing Rick, he probably got me something pretty and romantic.”

“Like a ring?”

“I hope not. I hate rings,” Mike replied. “And, uh, Bessie, could you help me wrap this? I can't get it to look nice.”

Bessie giggled, “Well, I’m twice as clumsy as you are.”

“Maybe we'll cancel each other out?” Mike asked, hopefully.

Mike stepped aside. Bessie cut a new sheet of wrapping paper, folded it around the box, then taped it up. It wasn't perfect but it was more neat than Mike had it.

“Thanks.”

“Sure thing.”

She grinned mischievously and leaned her head on her palms, “Now, what did you get me?”

“I’m not telling you! Wait a couple weeks. It won't hurt you.”

“Aw, that’s no fun.”

“What's not fun is telling you now and spoiling the surprise.”

“What did you get Abby?” she asked instead.

“I haven't gotten around,” Mike admitted. “What do you think she wants? You two are closer.”

“Hmm. She already has nice paint brushes. And she's well accessorized too.”

Mike laughed. “I guess in my head she’s hard to shop for.”

Bessie waved her hand, “No, she’s easy. If you make something, she'll love it.”

Mike’s eyes lit up. “I could always make a card.”

Bessie smiled, “See! Just make it artsy.”

“Thanks again Bessie.”

She nodded.

“Now we need some mistletoe.”

Mike blanched. “No, oh god.”

The pair fell into a fit of laughter.