FAKE Double Drabble: Slip Sliding
Title: Slip Sliding
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: G
Challenge: # 49: Laughter at drabble_weekly.
Spoilers/Setting: After Vol. 7
Summary: A totally ridiculous accident gives Dee and Ryo something to laugh about.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
It shouldn’t have been funny, and in most respects it wasn’t. Truth be told, it was damned painful. Some joker must’ve moved the sign warning that the floors were wet, and therefore slippery, because Dee definitely hadn’t seen one when he’d come in off the street. If he had, he would’ve been more careful.
As it was, he’d stepped inside, spotted Ryo, and hurried to catch up with him, only to have his feet go out from underneath him. He’d hit the tiled subway station floor, ass first, and just kept sliding, wondering inanely if this was how it felt to be a bowling ball.
Hearing the commotion, Ryo had paused to look back, just in time to be knocked off his feet by Dee, crashing down on top of him and knocking the breath out of him.
If Dee had thought that would halt his slide, he’d been wrong; they’d continued across the floor, scattering people left and right, until the wall got in the way, slamming into it and no doubt earning themselves a bunch of bruises.
Looking at each other, they’d both burst into helpless laughter.
“Bet you couldn’t do that again if you tried!” Ryo snorted.
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: G
Challenge: # 49: Laughter at drabble_weekly.
Spoilers/Setting: After Vol. 7
Summary: A totally ridiculous accident gives Dee and Ryo something to laugh about.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
It shouldn’t have been funny, and in most respects it wasn’t. Truth be told, it was damned painful. Some joker must’ve moved the sign warning that the floors were wet, and therefore slippery, because Dee definitely hadn’t seen one when he’d come in off the street. If he had, he would’ve been more careful.
As it was, he’d stepped inside, spotted Ryo, and hurried to catch up with him, only to have his feet go out from underneath him. He’d hit the tiled subway station floor, ass first, and just kept sliding, wondering inanely if this was how it felt to be a bowling ball.
Hearing the commotion, Ryo had paused to look back, just in time to be knocked off his feet by Dee, crashing down on top of him and knocking the breath out of him.
If Dee had thought that would halt his slide, he’d been wrong; they’d continued across the floor, scattering people left and right, until the wall got in the way, slamming into it and no doubt earning themselves a bunch of bruises.
Looking at each other, they’d both burst into helpless laughter.
“Bet you couldn’t do that again if you tried!” Ryo snorted.
The End