We Happy Few | Band of Brothers

Chapter 42: Hershey Bars

Luz looked down at the Hershey bars in his hands and then back up at the blonde girl. A devilish smile spread across his face as an idea popped into his head. "It might be." He waved the bar in a taunting fashion. "What's it to you?"

"Oh, Georgie." Annie slid up beside him and snaked her arm over his shoulders, her eyes never leaving the candy for a second. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?" She batted her eyelashes comically. "Out of all the men in Easy Company, you are by far the most handsome."

"Flattery will get you everywhere with me, darlin'." He held the chocolate just out of reach, enjoying the little game he had started. "But there's not enough to go around. What if the guys start thinking I'm giving you special treatment? Playing favourites?"

Annie tried to snatch the prize from George's hand, but he was too quick. "But I am your favourite, aren't I, Georgie?"

Luz couldn't help but swoon whenever the blonde medic called him that, but he knew he couldn't give up so easily. He had a goal, and by God, he was going to reach it. Taking his right pointer finger, he turned his head and tapped his cheek three times. "One kiss for one bar." He set out the deal. "Take it or leave it."

"Only one bar?" She furrowed her brows. "I don't know if that's a fair reward for something as magical as one of my healing medic kisses."

George thought for a moment, his eyes examining the brown, paper-wrapped treats in his hands. "Two bars for one kiss." He compromised. "That's as high as I'll go."

Annie stared back at him for a moment or two, contemplating the new deal for a little bit, before finally puckering up and beginning to lean in. George felt his heart begin to pound against his ribcage but he managed to hold it together as the sweet girl's beautiful pink lips slowly neared his cheek. He could feel her warm breath on his skin and closed his eyes in anticipation, but nothing happened.

After a few more seconds of nothing, the radioman opened his eyes again and turned his head to see the blonde smiling wide at him. "You'll have to give me a little while to mull over the proposition." She giggled, pulling away and leaving George feeling strangely alone. 

"You're such a little tease, you know that?" he tutted as Martin and Cobb sauntered in, their eyes catching the sacred chocolate within seconds.

As Annie moved back over to the shelves to keep digging for supplies, Luz watched her carefully, his eyes focused on the way strands of her blonde hair rested on her shoulders while his ears listened to Martin and Cobb beg for a Hershey bar.

When the medic turned around and caught the radioman looking, Luz's head snapped back to the men. "Goddamnit, Johnny, you're breaking my heart here, I'm telling you." He went back to counting the chocolate bars.

"Come on, George, just give me, I don't know, ten, fifteen bars." Martin leaned against the counter.

Reaching into the box beside him, Luz pulled out a small package before smacking it down in front of the begging man. "There you go. Juicy Fruit, happy?"

Martin glared down at the small package of gum as if it had personally insulted his wife. He opened his mouth to protest, but his complaining was cut off by Vest marching in and plopping another full box down beside Luz. "We just got a report of movement," he directed his words to the radioman. "1st Sergeant Lipton wants you to lay a few bazooka rounds into a house across the river."

Luz rolled his eyes as the bickering Martin and Cobb were shoved out of the way by Liebgott, Jones, and Webster. "Come on, George, you're 1st Platoon at heart." Cobb attempted to persuade the man in charge of the goods.

"Jesus, Cobb, there's not enough." 

"Whoa, Hershey bars!" Liebgott's face lit up when he spotted the sweet treats. Annie couldn't help but laugh at how the supply room had suddenly turned into a candy shop full of little kids desperate to get their sugar fixes.