FAKE Double Drabble: Rain Wave
Title: Rain Wave
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: G
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Dressing for the weather doesn’t always help.
Written For: The dw100 prompt ‘Heat / Water’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
There’s water everywhere; it’s raining so hard that the streets are awash and people look like they’re paddling rather than walking. The only sensible footwear in weather like this is rain boots, but they only help until that moment when a bus goes past too fast and sends a tidal wave over you that drenches you nearly to the hips and fills your boots with icy water. They’re made to keep the rain out, but they’re just as effective at keeping it in.
Dee curses, sloshing his way towards the nearest building, where he uses the wall to steady himself while he pulls off one boot and empties it, then does the same with the other.
Great. Now his socks and pants legs are sodden, his feet are cold, and the insides of his boots feel clammy and disgusting. It doesn’t help that Ryo is about busting a gut laughing at him. The least he could do is try to act sympathetic.
“You just wait until it happens to you!” Dee growls, offended by his partner’s hilarity. “Then we’ll see who has the last laugh!”
Ryo just grins as he pours water from his own boots. “It got me first.”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: G
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Dressing for the weather doesn’t always help.
Written For: The dw100 prompt ‘Heat / Water’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
There’s water everywhere; it’s raining so hard that the streets are awash and people look like they’re paddling rather than walking. The only sensible footwear in weather like this is rain boots, but they only help until that moment when a bus goes past too fast and sends a tidal wave over you that drenches you nearly to the hips and fills your boots with icy water. They’re made to keep the rain out, but they’re just as effective at keeping it in.
Dee curses, sloshing his way towards the nearest building, where he uses the wall to steady himself while he pulls off one boot and empties it, then does the same with the other.
Great. Now his socks and pants legs are sodden, his feet are cold, and the insides of his boots feel clammy and disgusting. It doesn’t help that Ryo is about busting a gut laughing at him. The least he could do is try to act sympathetic.
“You just wait until it happens to you!” Dee growls, offended by his partner’s hilarity. “Then we’ll see who has the last laugh!”
Ryo just grins as he pours water from his own boots. “It got me first.”
The End