Sugar Kiss Part 1
Fuck Tony Scarapiducci x Reader
Space Force Netflix
Notes: I tried my best to stay accurate to the character of F. Tony and really hope you will like the way I write him. A comment will be really appreciated.
* English is not my first language, I tried really hard to correct myself but, I hope you will excuse me if some mistakes are still there.
Y/N : Your name - S/L : Short / Long -Y/H/C : Your hair color Y/E/C : Your eyes color
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Everything started two months ago, with a simple Tweet and a reply.
Space Force @Spaceforce
Hey @Moonlightcake I heard that your cake could send us over the moon.
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Moonlight cake @Moonlightcake
Totally true and way more cheaper than with a spaceship, but we still want the moon Spacemen.
For Fuck Tony Scarapiducci, social media director of Space Force. The interaction and the many more after, with this little but successful bakery of Wild Horse Colorado, became soon one of his favorites.
Moonlight cake @Moonlightcake
Hey @Spaceforce, though at you today while doing some of our new Mars flavor Cupcake. Free sample for every soldier.
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Space Force @Spaceforce
Mars never seems so delicious.
Space Force @Spaceforce
@Moonlightcake Any plan to open a store on the moon ?
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Moonlight cake @Moonlightcake
That’s our top secret plan to beat our competitor. We count on you, bring us the moon Spacemen.
Of course, it wasn’t the little sassy war with Wendy’s he was hoping for, but the social customer service of Moonlight cake was entertaining and always succeeded to put an amused smile on his face. Things he was really needed that morning.
Comfortably sat in front of the large desk of the General, his colorful tie contrasting with his classic white shirt and gray suit Tony was trying to hide his exasperation. The daily social media morning meeting with the military man was a true disaster. One by one, his ideas had been taken down and his brilliant tweets, morosely misunderstood.
It wasn’t new, the four star general Mark Naird wasn’t really hiding his through concerning his job and never seemed to enjoy his genius use of the pop culture references, even the old one. But, F.Tony was persevering, trying to make the best he could and even more. One day, the man will see his utility in this media social world.
But,sadly, this time will not be this morning. Getting up the chair, tweeting the approved message, F. Tony saluted the general before leaving the office, his eyes still glued to his screen.
The bakery hadn’t replied to his last tweet yet, putting him in a strange state of nervosity.
Lifting his hand to goodbye the one star general. A sudden unusual sound distracted him for the new celebrity tweet war.
A well known laugh, light, joyful and totally delicious for his ears. A sound produced by one of the few persons able to make his heart do a double jump in his chest.
Standing on the side of the desk, a beautiful young woman was enthusiastically talking to Brad, her apple green summer dress contrasting drastically with the cold decoration of the military building.In front of her, an half open white box was spreading a wonderful scent of warm cinnamon.
With her S/L Y/H/C hair and her splendid Y/E/C eyes. Y/N quickly became a well known face in the space base, always bringing a box of sweets to his favorite uncle, the one star general and general Naird second, Brad Gregory.
“ Y/N ! You look lovely, what’s bringing you here today ?! “ The tall man exclaimed, putting his phone in his pocket, an action he rarely does.
“ She’s come to…” Started Brad.
“ Wasn’t talking to you bruh, so Y/N, missing me isn’t it ?” F. Tony flirted, sitting in the corner of the desk, offering her one of his bright smiles.
“ Fuck Tony, hi ! “ You laugh, rolling your eyes in front of his flirty joke “ Thank you, I was just passing by to give to my uncle a box of fresh cinnamon roll I just baked, to share with the team, they’re still warm if you want one “ You offert, responding to his smile.
“ Cinnamon rolls, for real, that’s my favorite, do you spy on me ? “ He joked, taking a pastry.
“ Actually that’s my favorite too, it's why she…” The second interrupted.
“ Really Brad, super interesting. Y/N, why don’t we go eat one of these rolls somewhere else, I know a little pretty place outside the base…” Tony tells, his eyes trying to catch your gaze. “ We could see together how you could make a little competition to Moonlight cake “
Adjusting your bag on your shoulder, you softly shake your head, an amused look on your face.
“ I can’t, the work needs me. I was just passing by, but I'm actually glad to saw you Tony and I will try to spy you more smoothly next time” You joke, heading to the door, you guest pass on hand. “ Bye uncle Brad, please say Hi to the general and Dr. Mallory for me ! Have a good day ”
Looking you quit the room, F. Tony softly let escape a sigh.
“ I really can’t believe that she’s in your family, she is so...pretty and funny, I should really try to not think of it when I will kiss her. I bet her lips taste as sweet as these cinnamon rolls. “
“ Tony, please that of my niece you’re talking about. But I'm glad her bakery goes well. It seems to me like yesterday that she was opening Moonlight cake. I always tell my wife that…” Naird second reply, closing the pastry box, showing in large letter the Moonlight cake logo. A sign Tony knew pretty well now.
“ Brad...Brad...what...what did you say…?! “ An astonish Fuck Tony asked.
“ That I always tell my wife that this girl brings joy everywhere she goes and…” The naive man repete, not aware of the bomb he had just dropped.
“ No, no, not that...She, your niece, Y/N, she’s the owner of Moonlight cake ?! “
" Yes, you didn't know ? She started by herself, but now she has some good employer to take care of the store. Of course she still bake,but she insisted on managing the...How do you call it ? The blue bird on your phone."
" Twitter, Shit ! Y/N wait ! "
Running out of the office, the sound of his shoes echoing against the wall. Fuck Tony quickly scanned the large lobby, hoping to catch a glimpse of your green dress. But, it was too late, you were gone and he had made a total fool of himself.
And then, he heard it. Muffle by the fabric of his pants, the sound of a new notification.
Space Force @Spaceforce 3h
@Moonlightcake Already heard about a space cake ?
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Moonlight Cake @Moonlightcake 2 min
I prefer not to answer that. But,one of our baker was at Woodstock, so, I let you make your own deduction. And Spacemen, you really should come in store ,someday, try our cinnamon roll, I heard that it was your favorite.
Closing his eyes,relieve, a smiles blooming on his lips, Fuck Tony slowly regained his office. He had a Instagram certification to obtain for Marcus the astronaut chimp and a cinnamon roll to eat.
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King Falls AM - Episode 7: Major Tom to Ground Control
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Summary: August 1, 2015 - The boys at King Falls AM receive a phone call from a familiar voice that sends the show, as well as the residents of King Falls, into an uproar.
[podcast intro music]
Sammy
And thanks so much to Vernon from Vernon’s Vermin Vestibule for that thorough and intense interview.
Ben
And those slides he brought in! I- I d- I didn’t need to see that.
Sammy
You and me both, Ben. So, changing gears here, we’re just gonna take a quick pause for the cause. We’ll be right back to take your calls, King Falls. [quietly] (So much rhyming) — 424-279-3858.
[classical music]
Beauregard
Ladies and gentlemen, I am Howard Ford Beauregard III, and I implore you, dare I say demand that you turn off this radio station post-haste. King Falls AM used to be a place you could trust your ears to. Wholesome, family-oriented, fair and balanced. Now it’s ran by dirty, lying filth mongerers[sic] spreading rumor and dissent throughout our peaceful community. Samuel Stevens and Benjamin Arnold should be proclaimed Public Enemy Number One. In all my years, all my family’s years in our idyllic town, I can’t recall anyone being allowed to disparage our good name so open and freely and till the fertile lands of distrust… Friends, please heed my advice and turn off this impurity. Let me save you from the mire and muck King Falls AM fills you with. Do yourself a favor. Go outside, breathe the fresh mountain air, go read a book! Perhaps an e-book! more so, the e-book “King of King Falls” by yours truly. Be well, compatriots!
End this transmission Celestia!
[KFAM theme]
Sammy
You gotta be sh[bleep]ng me.
Ben
I hate that guy but ads pay the bills, Sammy.
Sammy
We’re not gonna have bills without a show, Ben!
Ben
[light and disingenuous] You don’t think this has anything to do with him coming in the studio a few weeks back, do you?
Sammy
[sarcastic and annoyed] Oh, of course not, whatever could have put that bee in his bonnet.
Ben
I’m just saying maybe he hated us before we kicked him out of the studio and insinuated he was the Lord Vampire.
Sammy
*sigh* Moving forward—
Ben
Board is lit up, Sammy! Let’s take some calls. You’re live on King Falls AM
Caller
[Definitely Pete Myers doing a very bad snooty voice] Samuel Stevens, Benjamin Arnold.
Sammy
[muttered]Oh this is gonna be good— uh, you’re live.
Caller
You two heathens can kiss my ass and this listener goodbye. Treating Mr. Beauregard like that! I will never listen to this filth again! [pronounced “a-gAYn”]
Ben
[petulant] Go watch Channel 13 then! We don’t want you to listen!
Sammy
[voice-of-reason]Ben, don’t take it personally. Obviously Beauregard is a… trusted personality in this town, and he’s- gonna have some sway with people, [harsher] but it’s funny we’ve not had one complaint in the two weeks since that crackpot was on the show.
Ben
Power of media man, bringing out all these sheeple.
Sammy
Alright, line eight, welcome to King Falls –
Line 8
Beauregard’s right, this is filth!
Sammy
Okay, sir, what exactly is the issue with the show?
Line 8
You’re muckrakers! I don’t recall King Falls being so damn torn apart before you came into town, Sammy!
Sammy
I’m just doing my job! I was hired to fill this time slot with news and information that—
Ben
[cutting him off] Who is this?
Line 8
None a’ ya damn business, Ben!
Ben
Pete Meyers? Come on, man!
Pete
N- noo. Is not!
Ben
Yeah, it is. W– Would you like to explain to everyone why Beauregard’s gardener is calling in?
Pete
Don’t go working your voodoo on me, alright? I’m just statin’ my opinion. I’m never listening to 660 again. [quickly] King of King Falls, buy the ebook! [click]
[dial tone]
Sammy
Folks, we’re open minded here on 660. We listen to you and talk about the things that you care about. I’m sorry if a vocal minority that we’ve offended but—
Ben
Line four, you’re live with Sammy and Ben.
Tim
[feedback] [audio broken and distorted] Is thIS King FaLls AM?
Sammy
You’re live, sir.
[feedback]
Ben
Whoa! Uh, the feedback! Uh tur- t-turn off your radio, sir.
[deep, unnatural thrumming behind feedback]
Sammy
Ah, you know, I hate to do this, but that feedback is just too much. Give us a call back and—
Tim
[worried, there’s a slight echo to his voice] DOn’- don’t hANg up. PleASE doN’t hang Up!
Sammy
Who is this?
Tim
I-it’s Tim- It’s Ti-TiM JE-Nsen?
Ben
Tim! Where are you?!
Tim
[feedback] He-EL-LO?
Sammy
Tim, can you hear us? You’re on with Sammy and Ben. Are you okay?!
Tim
I’m aLI-IVe. PLEase teLL mY wI-IFe thAT I –
Ben
You’re breaking up, Tim. Uh where- where are you? We’ll come to get you right now—
Tim
I’m okA-aY, plEaSe don’t StoP-P—
Sammy
[hurried] Ben can you call—
Ben
[on it] Troy’s on hold.
Tim
TheY’Re- thEy’RE doIN— so M-Any oPEr-a-ATioNs O-n m-E. Please Help m-eE.
[sound starts, a high pitched buzz, growing in volume, like a racecar accelerating, this repeats for the rest of the call, louder each time]
Sammy
Tell us where you are, Tim. We’ll send help immediately.
[buzz is louder than voices]
Ben
Tim!
Tim
I love my wife, Mary. I miss my kids… King Falls, please hELp mEEE!
[noise stops leaving just static]
Sammy
[almost shouting] Tim! Tim, can you hear us?
[dial tone]
Ben
[softly] He’s gone… Deputy Troy, you’re live.
Deputy Troy
I heard him, fellas. Without a shadow of a doubt, that was Tim.
Sammy
I- you know I d- I don’t know what to make of it, Troy, is there anything you can do?
Deputy Troy
Ben texted me all the info he had on the call but— It ain’t making any sense. Has he called since, y’know, the uh, the disappearance?
Sammy
Not to us I- you know, I just couldn’t make out a lot of what he was saying.
Ben
Lot of interference from something. Or… someone.
Sammy
He said Mary, right?
Ben
You think we should—?
Sammy
Oh God, no. God. We wouldn’t wanna put that poor lady on the spot with something like this. I mean she’s just been through so much already— [slightly desperate] I mean, that could have been anyone, right?
Ben
That was Tim, Sammy.
Deputy Troy
I wish there were something more we could do, boys, but- I don’t even know where to start. I was just listening to the show in Rose’s Diner and… I couldn’t believe it. [police radio can be heard faintly in the bg] Dollars to donuts, dispatch is gonna be lightin’ up tonight, boys. I’m gonna go finish my French cruller and make the rounds. I’ll catch you later, boys.
[click, dial tone]
Sammy
[somberly] Line one, you’re on King Falls AM.
Cynthia
Sammy? Ben?
Ben
You got us, ma'am.
Cynthia
Was that just Tim Jensen on the air?
Ben
We… we believe it was. We- we don’t wanna cause an uproar here—
Sammy
Per usual.
Ben
But we have every reason to believe so. Uh d- do you have any information about Tim?
Cynthia
I Do Not. I was calling to voice my concerns about him coming back from God-knows-where.
Ben
Is this- Cynthia Higgenbaum?
Cynthia
It’s Mrs. Higgenbaum to you, Ben, and thanks for broadcasting my info all over the tri-staate.
Sammy
Cynthia, you say you have some concerns about Tim being found? Why?
Cynthia
“Concerns” would be putting it mildly.
Sammy
Okay, he’s a missing man, Cynthia. He’s been officially gone without a trace for over three months!
Cynthia
Oh, don’t give me that “official line” of Horse Hockey! We all know Good and Well he got picked up by the lights off 72.
Sammy
*exasperated chuckle* With all due respect—
Ben
[cutting him off] He was abducted, Sammy. You know it, I know it, Cynthia knows it. The X-Files, this ain’t. They got him.
Sammy
Okay, let’s just hold it together folks—
Ben
But for goodness’ sake, Cynthia, why in the world would you have an issue if we finally found him?
Sammy
I- you know, I’m just happy to hear that he’s alive. We all should be.
Cynthia
Yeah yeah, he’s alive, hooray and such. But I’m gonna level with you boys.
Sammy
[acerbic] Uh-huh.
Cynthia
I Don’t Want Tim coming back into this community after gallivanting around the galaxy for three damn months with aliens or what-have-you. Who knows what kind of diseases he’s bringing back!?
Sammy
Oh stop it!
Cynthia
Martian Measles, Pluto Pox- who can say? I Don’t want my kids around that. Does Obamacare even cover Jupiter Jaundice? *scoffs* Doubtful!
Ben
Cynthia, I think bringing Tim home safe and sound is of the utmost importance.
Cynthia
Are you gonna pay my doctor bills? I didn’t think so.
Sammy
Cynthia, we are talking about a man.
Cynthia
We are talking about some weird sh[bleep]t Tim is bringing back, by golly! I know Tim. I worked with Tim for a few years, and he’s a nice enough guy! But he’s not nice enough to let his Ground Control to Major Tom[1] ass quarantine my babies at Area 51. Priorities!
Ben
Sammy, Mary Jensen is on line five.
Sammy
I’m sorry, Cynthia, we have to take this.
Cynthia
Oh, good. I’m gonna go check my shelter and inventory my air filters. I suggest doing the same.
[click, dial tone]
Ben
Mary Jensen.
Sammy
Hi Mary, this is Sammy and Ben at King Falls AM?
Mary
[morosely] Hi Sammy. Hi Ben.
Ben
Mary have you… have you been listening to the broadcast tonight?
Mary
I was. That’s why I called. Since Tim’s been gone I- *sigh* I don’t know which way is up. My sleep has been turned around, the kids…
Ben
I’m sorry, Mary.
Mary
[shakily, clearly trying not to cry] I wanna thank you two— Sammy and Ben- for all you’ve done during this ordeal.
Sammy
We don’t have to get into that.
Mary
No I-I think we do. I know that there are people that think that you two shouldn’t be on the air, but since Tim has been gone? You guys at the station have checked on me and the kids at least once a week. You’ve made donations. Ben even took the kids to the library last week so I could have time to myself!
Sammy
[softly sarcastic] You’re a sweetheart, Ben, and to the library no less!
Ben
[almost whispered] Don’t.
Mary
[probably crying] I know you want Tim back in my arms almost as much as I do.
Sammy
Mary, I wish we had more to tell you but you heard exactly what we did.
Mary
I just thank- God— whomever is up there- that he’s still alive. He sounded okay right? [fearfully] Didn’t he sound okay?
Sammy
He didn’t sound hurt.
Ben
We appreciate the kind words, but- that can’t be what you called for.
Mary
It wasn’t the only reason but um… make no mistake about this: the Jensens stand with you two. No matter what.
Sammy
Thank you, Mary. I mean it’s obvious that Tim has reached out to us for a reason. You’ve told us in the past that he absolutely loved listening to Chet’s Jazz Corner and loved King Falls AM in general. Let’s hope he’s listening to you now, Mary. What would you like Tim to know?
Mary
*sniffs* That, um- [tearfully] we’re okay, Tim. Please don’t worry about us. *sniff* And I- I know he will anyway but, we are okay. We are safe. We’re home, but *sniff* home isn’t home without you. I love you, Tim. *sniff* I know without a doubt that one day you’ll be back with us… I can’t wait for that day, but I will wait… [clearly struggling] Please be okay… Please be safe. *sniff*
Sammy
Our thoughts are with you, Mary. And Tim.
Mary
[choked up] My- my little one is up. Can she say something, Sammy?
Sammy
Please, of course, by all means.
Mary
[aside] Come on, sweetie, Daddy’s listening.
Bella
Daddy?
Mary
He called Mr. Ben and Mr. Sammy tonight.
Bella
Daddy!
Sammy
He’s listening right now. Tell him whatever you’d like.
Bella
I love you. Please come home, I don’t want Mommy to cry anymore.
Mary
Thank you Sammy… Ben… King Falls.
Sammy
If you need anything, you just let us know.
Mary
Yeah, of course. *small sob* Sorry, bye.
[click, dial tone]
Sammy
Tim— if you’re listening— godspeed.
Ben
Sorry to interrupt, Sammy. Line twelve.
Sammy
Good evening, you’re live on King Falls AM.
Riley
Please hold the line for Mayor Grisham.
Sammy
[angrily] Hey, I wanna talk to you! I have got a bone to pick with you! Hello?
Riley
Mayor, you’re on with Sammy and Ben.
Grisham
Boys, boys, come on. Are we live?
Sammy
Mayor Grisham, you have five seconds before this call self destructs.
Grisham
It’s my understanding that Tim Jensen just reached out to you guys.
Ben
[quickly] Five four three two—
Grisham
I come in peace, guys! I’m sure you two will get everything you can regarding the call to Sheriff Gunderson’s office. I just wanted to say “thank you,” for being there for Tim— still in his time of need.
Sammy
You have my curiosity, Mayor.
Ben
Sammy, my horsesh[bleep]t radar is off the charts right now! It’s, it’s hitting Seabiscuit[2] levels.
Sammy
Did you just bleep yourself?
Ben
Yeah, I mean, come on, man. You want fines on top of trouble, too?
Grisham
I’ll be as friendly as a pen pal, gents. I just wanted to speak to King Falls. That is, if you two will allow me.
Ben
Horsesh[bleep]t radar is still solidly at “circus pony.” I- I don’t know if this is a good idea.
Sammy
You know, you’re ridiculous. And generally I would agree, Ben, but this is for Tim. The floor is reluctantly all yours, Mayor.
Grisham
*clears throat* Thank you… Ladies and gentlemen of King Falls and everyone listening to this broadcast, I just want to let you know we are doing all we can to bring Tim back home, safe and sound. We are working day and night to make sure his lovely daughter and his wife get to hug their father and husband again. I want to reiterate that if you have any information about Tim, his disappearance, or subsequently his call tonight for help, please do not take matters into your own hands. Please call the hotline set up at–
[KFAM outro]
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References
[1] “Ground Control to Major Tom” - a well known line from David Bowie’s “Space Oddity”. Major Tom is a fictional astronaut who features in several of Bowie’s songs.
[2] Seabiscuit - Seabiscuit was a champion thoroughbred racehorse in the United States who became the top money winning racehorse up to the 1940s.
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