Captain Jack and the Snack Attack – Alternate POV Scene 5 of 6

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Scattered across eight days during this holiday season I’m posting six alternate POV scenes from my short story, Captain Jack and the Snack Attack, that can be found in the free anthology, Make the Yuletide Gay. Here’s the fifth scene from Kenton’s POV.

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Captain Jack and the Snack Attack – ALT POV 1 of 6 – Posted Dec. 21, 2017

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Kenton cast a glance at the cute guy with the light brown hair who was bidding against him, then again at his watch. Fifteen minutes was long enough. It was time to place another bid.

Typically, he’d wait until closer to the end of the auction to snipe a last-minute bid rather than jack up the price this early, but his reasoning was twofold. One, this silent auction was a charity event so at least the money was going to a good cause, and two, Cutie-Pie was pinging the hell out of his gaydar even though he was here with a woman.

The pair seemed more like friends than a couple, and the way Mr. Delectable drooled over Captain Jack Sparrow in the Dead Men Tell No Tales framed and signed poster he and Kenton were both bidding on went far beyond what a straight fan would display.

So yeah, he was upping the bid again this early in the game in hopes of catching the man’s notice and using their shared pursuit as a conversation starter—at least see if Mr. Milk-Chocolate-Brown-Eyes might be interested in him, too. He placed his auction identification sticker on the paper and wrote in a ten-dollar bid. Judging by the guy’s well-worn although still respectable business-casual wear, his budget might be limited, so Kenton didn’t want to knock him out of the running before getting the chance to connect.

Kenton pointedly avoided looking in the cute guy’s direction as he walked back to where a group of his customers stood talking. He didn’t want to be too obvious, but he stood so his peripheral vision would alert him to activity near the coveted poster.

It didn’t take long before Mr. Floppy-Hair and his gal pal wandered back to it. He seemed relieved at the low increment, but didn’t place a new bid yet. Apparently, he didn’t share Kenton’s interest in a flirtation. The pair wandered away, but Kenton didn’t doubt they’d be back for an eleventh-hour bid.

He put it out of his mind while he schmoozed with customers and made a couple new contacts. Neither Pretty-Boy nor anyone else placed another bid on the Pirates of the Caribbean poster until ten minutes before the end of the auction. That’s when Mr. Adorable-but-Completely-Uninterested slinked back over to make his final bid.

Or at least Kenton hoped it was the man’s final bid because one way or another he was going to win that poster. Mr. Thought-He’d-Outsmarted-Kenton looked up and scanned the room after placing his bid.

No reason Kenton couldn’t be good-mannered even if the guy was obviously not attracted to him, so he beamed a friendly smile when the guy’s gaze landed on him and zig-zagged around tables laden with all manner of self-indulgent extravagances and a plethora of potential holiday gifts as he headed over to take back the top bid.

That’s when Mr. Good-Lookin’ turned into Mr. Sour-Puss. Apparently, he really wanted that poster, but had reached his limit, because after the childish scowl, he turned and stalked off. Kenton huffed and straightened his back. At least he no longer felt apologetic about outbidding the poor-sport.

The bid had only been upped by twenty dollars, and Kenton tacked on another fifty to discourage any potential last-minute casual bids. He glanced over the room after stepping back. Mr. Pouty-Face stood about fifteen yards away and had turned back to face him. The man offered up a weak smile, so at least he seemed to regret his petulant frown. Eventually he mouthed, “Good luck,” then turned and walked away.

Whatever. So the guy wasn’t completely irredeemable. He’d probably gotten his hopes up and Kenton had come along and dashed them. Welcome to life, Buddy.

Kenton hovered near the poster as the final minutes wound down, then smiled and executed a subdued fist pump when the bell rang ending the auction. That poster was going to look fantastic alongside the rest of his Pirates of the Caribbean collection.

Captain Jack and the Snack Attack – ALT POV 2 of 6 – Posted Dec. 22, 2017

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Kenton blew out a deep breath before knocking on the door. Was he really prepared to handle being accountable for another life? A tiny kitten so young he should have had another week or two with his mama?

But, the mama was rejecting her kittens early, and he’d already agreed to take one, so he didn’t have much choice. He wanted a pet—a cat in particular—he’d just expected to have a couple more weeks to get used to the idea before taking on the responsibility.

He mentally ticked off the list of items he’d purchased at the pet store before heading over. Kitten formula—although a bottle wouldn’t be necessary, he could lap it up out of a bowl. Canned kitten food, bowls, litter and a box to put it in, a few toys, and a carrier. Hopefully he hadn’t forgotten anything important.

The door opened, and Marc stood there with a wide smile. “Kenton, come on in. Captain Jack just finished eating, so he’s ready for you.”

Leading with the plastic pet carrier in front of him, Kenton followed Marc to the family room where Marc’s wife and their three kids sat playing with five tiny balls of fur. “The question is, am I ready for him?”

Marc chuckled and gestured toward the kittens. “You’ll do fine. They’re holding their own with this lot.”

Kenton crouched and was immediately drawn to the blue-eyed little cutie he’d picked out on an earlier visit after his brother Davis—aka Marc’s best friend—had first given him the idea of taking in one of these kittens. He’d already named the little guy Captain Jack, and if the way the tiny furball was tumbling around and playing with his littermates was any clue, he was as wayward as his namesake—either of them…Sparrow or Harkness.

“He’s adorable.” Kenton delicately petted the back of the kitten’s head, and Captain Jack immediately sprang into mock battle mode, spinning and latching onto Kenton’s finger.

“He’s got a lot of personality, that’s for sure,” Marc replied.

“Hey, Jacky,” Kenton cooed as he lifted the kitten. In reply he got a few licks with a rough tongue, a steady purr, and a heart that threatened to melt in his chest.

Captain Jack and the Snack Attack – ALT POV 3 of 6 – Posted Dec. 25, 2017

Young handsome man playing with white kitten

Kenton’s fingers stretched through the holes in the steel wire door of the carrier, moving in time with the beat of Eartha Kitt singing Santa Baby. Captain Jack was none too happy about being trapped in the carrier as they waited to be called back to an examination room at the vet’s office.

“It won’t be much longer, Jacky,” he cooed. The kitten would like the exam, which included an immunization shot, even less than his confinement in the carrier. “Don’t worry, we’ll be back home in no time at all.”

Captain Jack wasn’t buying it, and he continued to mew pitifully.

The music switched over to Amy Winehouse’s I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus, and Kenton looked up when a male voice coming from the door to the reception office announced, “Kenton and Captain Jack?”

He blinked twice, which was at least better than effecting a double take, but no doubt his surprise was evident. As was the look of astonishment on Mr. Adorable-but-Completely-Uninterested from that charity auction, who was apparently a veterinary assistant.

The man’s face quickly morphed from startled eyes over a professional cheery smile, to a more relaxed “Wow, it’s a small world” grin. Kenton instinctively returned the smile.

“Hello, Kenton. I’m Gordon Triggs—Gordie—and I’ll be assisting Dr. Dalton with Captain Jack’s examination today.” He gestured toward the scales on the other side of the room. “Let’s get the little guy weighed, then we’ll head back to an exam room.”

It would seem that Mr. Delectable, aka Gordie, was over his auction loss. And the man had supplied an apologetic gesture for his fleeting transgression so Kenton was willing join Gordie in putting the incident behind them.

“Nice to meet you, Gordie.” Kenton relaxed as he realized the truth of his words. He picked up the pet carrier and followed.

“You can put the carrier down here.” Gordie patted the countertop next to a scale, and Kenton did as directed. Kenton popped open the latch and cooed as he peered into the carrier. He pulled out the kitten and held him, nuzzling his fuzzy little face to calm the incessant meows before gently handing the tiny furball to Gordie.

Gordie lifted him to eye level and tutted, “Look at those beautiful blue eyes. He’s adorable. Where’d you get this little guy? Shelters don’t usually give them away this young.”

“A friend of my brother took in a pregnant homeless cat. They were going to wait a few more weeks before giving away the kittens, but the mama started rejecting them.”

Gordy set Jacky on the scale and the meowing recommenced. “So, ‘Captain Jack,’ huh?” He flashed Kenton a grin and picked up the kitten.

Kenton’s face heated, and much as he didn’t want to appear overeager, he couldn’t stop a return smile. “Yeah. I guess you already know I’m a huge fan.”

“Actually, I’d convinced myself you were trying to win it for one of your kids or something.”

“Me?” Kenton laughed as Gordie handed back the kitten. Had Gordie really thought that or was he fishing? He hadn’t shown any interest during the heat of their auction battle, but the glint in his eyes now sure pointed toward a cautious attraction. Restrained, no doubt, due to the fact he was working, and Kenton was a customer. “Heck no, I don’t have kids. I’m…uh…single.”

Kenton held Gordie’s gaze as he said those last three words. Might as well be obvious.

The slant of Gordie’s eyebrows conveyed that he got the message loud and clear, and the curve of his lips indicated his pleasure in that communication. Gordie stared straight into Kenton’s eyes. “So am I.”

Captain Jack and the Snack Attack – ALT POV 4 of 6 – Posted Dec. 26, 2017

White kitten visiting vet for check up

Kenton burrowed his face into Captain Jack’s neck after Gordie got them settled in an examination room. They didn’t have to wait long before Dr. Dalton joined them. He glanced at the information sheet on the clipboard and chuckled. “I’m a Torchwood fan, too.”

Kenton looked up and nodded. “I loved that show.”

“Oh yeah,” Gordie said. “Captain Jack Harkness. I was thinking Sparrow, but they’re both cool.”

“Both worthy of the namesake,” Kenton said. He handed the kitten over to Gordie’s waiting hands after one last snuggle and coo. Their fingers brushed along one another, and their eyes locked for a few seconds. The moment was brief, but the tingle solidified Kenton’s interest.

Captain Jack mewed pitifully when Gordie placed him on the table.

“They’re an eccentric pair, that’s for sure.” Dr. Dalton got busy probing and assessing the kitten as Kenton hovered nearby. The doc checked inside Jacky’s mouth, looked at his eyes and ears, and listened to his heart and lungs. When he finished, he nodded at Gordie, and Gordie turned and prepared the vaccine.

Kenton leaned down and made soothing noises in the kitten’s face as Gordie carefully held him in place. Somehow the little guy didn’t even seem to notice when the thin needle slipped into his hindquarters.

The appointment was over in a flash. Dr. Dalton bustled out while Gordie disposed of the used syringe. He wiped the counter as Kenton quietly petted Captain Jack and slipped him into his carrier.

What should he do? Gordie wouldn’t be able to hit on him while he was at work. Kenton would have preferred a natural opening in a social setting to an awkward date request while Gordie was working.

“Um.” Gordie cleared his throat and smiled, although he seemed a bit stiff. “Well, it was nice to officially meet you, Kenton. Have you hung your poster yet?”

“Yeah, I’ve got the whole series now.” Kenton paused with his hand on the carrier and regarded Gordie with his head tilted. Regardless of what he would have rather done, this setting was likely to be his only opportunity to ask Gordie out. He was pretty sure he was reading the man correctly. Gordie’s inquiry seemed as much a request for Kenton to make a move as it was actual interest in the poster. “Would…um…would you like to go out to dinner with me?”

Gordie’s optimistic smile transformed into a cheery grin, and he visibly relaxed. “That’d be great. Yeah, I’d like that.”

Kenton pulled out his phone. “What’s your number? I’ll text you later tonight and we’ll set something up.”

Out in his car, Kenton stretched his fingers through the holes in the carrier’s steel wire door and tickled the kitten. “What do you think, Jacky? He seems nice, right? You liked him.” He’d been gentle holding Kenton’s precious pet, and how people treated animals said a lot about them. A lazy smile stretched across Kenton’s face. “I’m thinking the Urban Grill in Urbandale. What do you think?”

Captain Jack licked his finger, which might or might not have been an endorsement of his plan.

Captain Jack and the Snack Attack – ALT POV 5 of 6 – Posted Dec. 27, 2017

British kitten

Kenton raked his fingers through his short blond hair for about the hundredth time that afternoon. How could he have been so stupid? He should have known he couldn’t handle the responsibility for such a young and tiny life.

Gordie would be here to meet up for their date shortly, and Kenton still couldn’t find Captain Jack. He took off his coat after a final trip around the back yard, searching in vain.

“Jacky!” He called. Then he stood silently, listening for the slightest sound. Nothing.

He eyed the middle poster in his Pirates of the Caribbean collection. It was as if Jack Sparrow was so disgusted with Kenton’s negligence the good captain couldn’t even look at him. Kenton couldn’t blame him. He was sick with worry and appalled at his carelessness.

Why, oh why hadn’t he paid closer attention when he’d stepped outside to bring in some firewood? If he could only reassure himself that Jacky was safe somewhere inside the house he could relax.

As it was, he wasn’t going to be able to leave for his date. What if Jacky showed up at the door as the temperature dropped, freezing, shivering, mewing pitifully? Kenton shuddered at the thought.

He hung his head. He was going to have to ruin his date. Would Gordie understand? He was a veterinary assistant. He loved animals.

In the kitchen he pulled out the pouch of kitten treats the ornery little guy loved and shook it. Again, he stretched his head as if that would help him hear better. Still nothing.

Would Gordie think less of Kenton for losing his young charge? Or would he understand how things could be with a wily kitten? Maybe he would have some ideas and could help.

Kenton jumped when the doorbell sounded and rushed to the door. He was about to find out the answer to those questions.


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A Christmas Party to Remember by Nicky Spencer

Last Christmas, Cory and Wes made a connection that left them both thanking Santa. But when Cory doesn’t show up for their first date, Wes swears he won’t make that mistake again. This year, can Santa’s magic find a way to bring them back together?

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The holidays are stressful enough without Ethan’s boyfriend Nate trying to kill him with Christmas cheer. But Nate’s found a whole new way to torture Ethan when he reveals that he wants kids. Will their conflicting desires tear their relationship apart, or will they find a way to ring in the new year stronger than ever?

Captain Jack and the Snack Attack by Addison Albright

Two men determined to win the same treasure at a charity silent auction, a wayward kitten, grumbling tummies, and a dilemma: what’s the correct gift-giving etiquette for a first date that’s mere days before Christmas, and what could possibly go awry with this merry combination?

The Christmas Day Date by Nell Iris

One rainbow Christmas tree in harm’s way and an afternoon spent eating far too many cookies, equals two men with changed holiday plans. But how does that translate into a date?

The Year of the Monkey by Amy Tasukada

The last thing Aoi wants to do for New Year’s is spend it with his boyfriend’s parents. They were far from thrilled when their son came out. Can Aoi warm their hearts making traditional mochi or will they end up in an even stickier situation?


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