a laughing matter.
FFFF LOL
WE DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY ABOUT THIS
HAPPY EARLY VALENTINE'S MOMMA
LOL.
D: We love Teddy in this game! He's so cute!
He's all like "You're the only ones I can ask... will you promise me?" and We told him We promised. "^^ Th-thank you!"
ANYWAY, HERE YOU GO
AIN'T GOT NO ST XOCOLATL'S DAY CHOCO FOR YOU, BUT.
Fuck, Maes is so goddamn lame xDDD urrrrg
Um, the songs used here are Motteke! Sailor Fuku from Lucky Star, and Sex Bomb by Tom Jones.
Title: A Laughing Matter
Author:greedchan
Characters/Pairings: Maes, Ruby, Roy cameo; Hyuby
Rating: G, We guess
Wordcount: 1354
Type: Oneshot for Momma's valentime's!
Warnings: Um, suggestive lyrics?
Summary: He's never seen him laugh. That needs to change.
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"You know, I've never seen you laugh," Maes remarked one day, sitting up straight with a blink. "Why is that? I mean, I've seen you laugh, sure, but never more than a chuckle..."
Alexander glanced up from his object of distraction at the moment, a small dress he'd been putting together for a doll. "Hm? What d'you mean, Maes? Are you concerned that I don't laugh hysterically all the time...?" He set aside the fabric he'd been embroidering, sitting straighter in his own chair. "It's not a big deal, really. I just don't find things so funny that I have to explode into laughter at every slightly amusing thing." He smiled apologetically, going back to stitching a few thin lines of white along the black skirts of the doll's dress.
Maes made a face as Rubens' attention slid away from him, and he folded his arms. Something needed to be done about this, and Maes was not the type to just let it get away without his interference.
Alexander Rubens was going to laugh if that was the last thing Maes Hughes did.
/i'm supposed to be the one who laughs last!/
He started simple, making faces at him or jumping out from behind corners. Alex would smile gently at the former, and the latter /always/ caught him by surprise, but he didn't laugh like Maes wanted him to.
He moved onto bigger and better things -- one time he even showed up in a clown suit to Alexander's mother's house, where the younger man was visiting that day. Alexander just fainted, and Maes went back to the drawing board after reviving his poor Ruby.
One day, when they were both sitting around Roy's house, Maes opened his mouth, prodding Alexander in the side. "Rubyyyy!"
Rubens glanced up from his book, shutting it and holding his page with his thumb. "Yes, Maes?"
"Two peanuts were in an alleyway!"
"What?"
"One got a-salted! Ahahaha! It's funny, right?!"
The violethaired man stared at him for a moment, one brow lifting slowly. Clearly he had no idea what he was talking about, and Maes scrabbled for the next joke. "What did the dog say to the tree, Ruby?"
Alexander was still staring stupidly, mouth half-open dumbly. "I... don't know?" he finally answered slowly, and Maes took this as his cue to deliver the punch line.
"He said, 'bark'! It's great, isn't it? It's funny!"
The younger man just sort of opened and closed his mouth incredulously, and Maes groaned, flopping back on the couch.
Back to the old drawing board...
/because of my sailor uniform, that's the conclusion!/
The next thing he picked out was pretty drastic.
The people at the costume store were getting to know him pretty well, because he was always in there looking at potentially comical outfits to wear for Rubens. This time, though, was different, because he had a mission.
Maes strode directly into the center of the store, where the man-sized but girly stuff was kept. Without a second glance at it, he picked out the frilliest thing that caught his eye, then rented it out and moved back to his 'home base', getting changed while Alexander was in the shower. When the other was dressed and was toweling off his hair in the bathroom, Maes struck, flouncing into the bathroom in the giant pink tutu.
Rubens paused, towel falling limp across his shoulders as he realized what exactly Maes was decked out in. "M-Maes...?" stammered the shy male, and Maes acknowledged the address with a huge, goofy grin. "What... what are you wearing...?"
Hughes gave a little wiggle to show off his new outfit, face looking overly enthusiastic about this whole thing. "It's cute, right? You think it's funny?"
Alexander shook his head as if it should have been obvious, then turned slowly to start drying his hair again. Maes pouted, flopping down on the edge of the tub. He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off when Alexander spoke first. "You know, Maes, I don't think this is going to work..."
The darkhaired man blinked, patting the rigid skirt of the tutu. "What's not?"
"Um, making me laugh," he admitted, looking extremely sorry. "I... um... I guess I don't have much of a sense of humor?"
Maes blinked, then pouted and flounced off.
/i'm in a bad mood, what to do?/
There had to be /something/ that would force Alexander to laugh. There was always something that could cause the most stoic characters to crack, right? And though Ruby wasn't all that stoic, he still didn't laugh easy. Maes'd make sure to change that.
He was sitting in the living room and Roy was glaring at him from the kitchen again. He probably wanted him out, but that wasn't something Maes cared about. Instead, he was plotting.
Pen in hand, he scribbled a few words on the small notepad he'd found in the drawer under Roy's phone. Biting his lip, Maes crossed out a less-than-satisfactory thread, then nodded to himself with a small smirk.
This would do it.
This for certain.
/even though it's monday!/
Alexander sighed, dropping a teaspoon of baking soda into the muffin batter. TOday had been a slow day. At least Maes hadn't tried to make him laugh again. He'd laugh at something when it was genuinely funny, but Hughes just... wasn't.
He folded the mixture together, humming quietly a tune he could only half-remember. He was content to stay with his not-so-comical life, anyway.
Gray eyes flicked up as he realized there was yelling coming from... just outside the door? Tuneless, but lyrical, yelling. What was... was that Maes?!
The young man crept carefully to the door, wide-eyed and rather cautious. This wouldn't be good. He opened the door anyway, though.
Maes wasn't yelling.
Maes was singing.
"MAKE ME EXPLODE, ALTHOUGH YOU KNOW
THE ROUTE TO GO TO SEX ME SLOW
AND YES I MUST REACT TO CLAIMS OF THOSE
WHO SAY THAT YOU ARE NOT ALL THAT."
Rubens stared for a moment, unsure whether to laugh or cry. He promptly dissolved into what might have been a combination of both, shoulders shaking hard as he clapped a hand over his mouth.
Maes was grinning at him, but he wasn't done.
"SEX BOMB, SEX BOMB, YOU'RE A SEX BOMB
YOU CAN GIVE IT TO ME WHEN I NEED TO COME ALONG
SEX BOMB, SEX BOMB, YOU'RE MY SEX BOMB
AND BABY, YOU CAN TUUURN ME OOOOON!"
Alexander found himself laughing. Really laughing, the sort of laughter that only comes out when you've become a little hysterical and can't quite find a better reaction than stupid laughter. Maes was beaming, fists planted in a victory pose at his hips, just above that stupid tutu. He plopped down on the doormat, attempting to contain the idiotic laughter that was escaping him in bursts.
"I knew it!" Maes was settling clumsily into his lap now, and the younger man flopped back, nearly smacking his head off the floor, but to be honest, he didn't much care. "I knew you could laugh! Congratulations, Ruby!"
"Mm... I... I h-had no idea... y-you were such a -- a good --" Alexander took a moment to continue laughing, trying hard to push it down long enough to gasp out his sentence. "-- a good singer, M-Maes." Laughter became quiet giggling, his chest heaving. "Oh... jeez... I... that's painful."
"You need to do it more, if it hurts!" scolded Maes, slapping the slim Lieutenant's stomach. "Your tummy muscles must suck!"
"I... I guess they do..." He had never laughed so much, and now sat, shuddering almost silently. "I... you worked so hard... and threw that at me... that was... I can't deal with that. Wow, Maes. I didn't even know you knew that song."
"Ruby knows that song?"
A groan. "My sister likes it. I... ugh. That felt horrible after a while."
"Good! Punishment for not laughing for the entirety of the time I've known you. Now, again!"
Alexander blinked, then groaned as Maes launched into another verse of Sex Bomb. Here they went again...
/summer clothes'll fix it! cute!/
WE DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY ABOUT THIS
HAPPY EARLY VALENTINE'S MOMMA
LOL.
D: We love Teddy in this game! He's so cute!
He's all like "You're the only ones I can ask... will you promise me?" and We told him We promised. "^^ Th-thank you!"
ANYWAY, HERE YOU GO
AIN'T GOT NO ST XOCOLATL'S DAY CHOCO FOR YOU, BUT.
Fuck, Maes is so goddamn lame xDDD urrrrg
Um, the songs used here are Motteke! Sailor Fuku from Lucky Star, and Sex Bomb by Tom Jones.
Title: A Laughing Matter
Author:greedchan
Characters/Pairings: Maes, Ruby, Roy cameo; Hyuby
Rating: G, We guess
Wordcount: 1354
Type: Oneshot for Momma's valentime's!
Warnings: Um, suggestive lyrics?
Summary: He's never seen him laugh. That needs to change.
---
"You know, I've never seen you laugh," Maes remarked one day, sitting up straight with a blink. "Why is that? I mean, I've seen you laugh, sure, but never more than a chuckle..."
Alexander glanced up from his object of distraction at the moment, a small dress he'd been putting together for a doll. "Hm? What d'you mean, Maes? Are you concerned that I don't laugh hysterically all the time...?" He set aside the fabric he'd been embroidering, sitting straighter in his own chair. "It's not a big deal, really. I just don't find things so funny that I have to explode into laughter at every slightly amusing thing." He smiled apologetically, going back to stitching a few thin lines of white along the black skirts of the doll's dress.
Maes made a face as Rubens' attention slid away from him, and he folded his arms. Something needed to be done about this, and Maes was not the type to just let it get away without his interference.
Alexander Rubens was going to laugh if that was the last thing Maes Hughes did.
/i'm supposed to be the one who laughs last!/
He started simple, making faces at him or jumping out from behind corners. Alex would smile gently at the former, and the latter /always/ caught him by surprise, but he didn't laugh like Maes wanted him to.
He moved onto bigger and better things -- one time he even showed up in a clown suit to Alexander's mother's house, where the younger man was visiting that day. Alexander just fainted, and Maes went back to the drawing board after reviving his poor Ruby.
One day, when they were both sitting around Roy's house, Maes opened his mouth, prodding Alexander in the side. "Rubyyyy!"
Rubens glanced up from his book, shutting it and holding his page with his thumb. "Yes, Maes?"
"Two peanuts were in an alleyway!"
"What?"
"One got a-salted! Ahahaha! It's funny, right?!"
The violethaired man stared at him for a moment, one brow lifting slowly. Clearly he had no idea what he was talking about, and Maes scrabbled for the next joke. "What did the dog say to the tree, Ruby?"
Alexander was still staring stupidly, mouth half-open dumbly. "I... don't know?" he finally answered slowly, and Maes took this as his cue to deliver the punch line.
"He said, 'bark'! It's great, isn't it? It's funny!"
The younger man just sort of opened and closed his mouth incredulously, and Maes groaned, flopping back on the couch.
Back to the old drawing board...
/because of my sailor uniform, that's the conclusion!/
The next thing he picked out was pretty drastic.
The people at the costume store were getting to know him pretty well, because he was always in there looking at potentially comical outfits to wear for Rubens. This time, though, was different, because he had a mission.
Maes strode directly into the center of the store, where the man-sized but girly stuff was kept. Without a second glance at it, he picked out the frilliest thing that caught his eye, then rented it out and moved back to his 'home base', getting changed while Alexander was in the shower. When the other was dressed and was toweling off his hair in the bathroom, Maes struck, flouncing into the bathroom in the giant pink tutu.
Rubens paused, towel falling limp across his shoulders as he realized what exactly Maes was decked out in. "M-Maes...?" stammered the shy male, and Maes acknowledged the address with a huge, goofy grin. "What... what are you wearing...?"
Hughes gave a little wiggle to show off his new outfit, face looking overly enthusiastic about this whole thing. "It's cute, right? You think it's funny?"
Alexander shook his head as if it should have been obvious, then turned slowly to start drying his hair again. Maes pouted, flopping down on the edge of the tub. He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off when Alexander spoke first. "You know, Maes, I don't think this is going to work..."
The darkhaired man blinked, patting the rigid skirt of the tutu. "What's not?"
"Um, making me laugh," he admitted, looking extremely sorry. "I... um... I guess I don't have much of a sense of humor?"
Maes blinked, then pouted and flounced off.
/i'm in a bad mood, what to do?/
There had to be /something/ that would force Alexander to laugh. There was always something that could cause the most stoic characters to crack, right? And though Ruby wasn't all that stoic, he still didn't laugh easy. Maes'd make sure to change that.
He was sitting in the living room and Roy was glaring at him from the kitchen again. He probably wanted him out, but that wasn't something Maes cared about. Instead, he was plotting.
Pen in hand, he scribbled a few words on the small notepad he'd found in the drawer under Roy's phone. Biting his lip, Maes crossed out a less-than-satisfactory thread, then nodded to himself with a small smirk.
This would do it.
This for certain.
/even though it's monday!/
Alexander sighed, dropping a teaspoon of baking soda into the muffin batter. TOday had been a slow day. At least Maes hadn't tried to make him laugh again. He'd laugh at something when it was genuinely funny, but Hughes just... wasn't.
He folded the mixture together, humming quietly a tune he could only half-remember. He was content to stay with his not-so-comical life, anyway.
Gray eyes flicked up as he realized there was yelling coming from... just outside the door? Tuneless, but lyrical, yelling. What was... was that Maes?!
The young man crept carefully to the door, wide-eyed and rather cautious. This wouldn't be good. He opened the door anyway, though.
Maes wasn't yelling.
Maes was singing.
"MAKE ME EXPLODE, ALTHOUGH YOU KNOW
THE ROUTE TO GO TO SEX ME SLOW
AND YES I MUST REACT TO CLAIMS OF THOSE
WHO SAY THAT YOU ARE NOT ALL THAT."
Rubens stared for a moment, unsure whether to laugh or cry. He promptly dissolved into what might have been a combination of both, shoulders shaking hard as he clapped a hand over his mouth.
Maes was grinning at him, but he wasn't done.
"SEX BOMB, SEX BOMB, YOU'RE A SEX BOMB
YOU CAN GIVE IT TO ME WHEN I NEED TO COME ALONG
SEX BOMB, SEX BOMB, YOU'RE MY SEX BOMB
AND BABY, YOU CAN TUUURN ME OOOOON!"
Alexander found himself laughing. Really laughing, the sort of laughter that only comes out when you've become a little hysterical and can't quite find a better reaction than stupid laughter. Maes was beaming, fists planted in a victory pose at his hips, just above that stupid tutu. He plopped down on the doormat, attempting to contain the idiotic laughter that was escaping him in bursts.
"I knew it!" Maes was settling clumsily into his lap now, and the younger man flopped back, nearly smacking his head off the floor, but to be honest, he didn't much care. "I knew you could laugh! Congratulations, Ruby!"
"Mm... I... I h-had no idea... y-you were such a -- a good --" Alexander took a moment to continue laughing, trying hard to push it down long enough to gasp out his sentence. "-- a good singer, M-Maes." Laughter became quiet giggling, his chest heaving. "Oh... jeez... I... that's painful."
"You need to do it more, if it hurts!" scolded Maes, slapping the slim Lieutenant's stomach. "Your tummy muscles must suck!"
"I... I guess they do..." He had never laughed so much, and now sat, shuddering almost silently. "I... you worked so hard... and threw that at me... that was... I can't deal with that. Wow, Maes. I didn't even know you knew that song."
"Ruby knows that song?"
A groan. "My sister likes it. I... ugh. That felt horrible after a while."
"Good! Punishment for not laughing for the entirety of the time I've known you. Now, again!"
Alexander blinked, then groaned as Maes launched into another verse of Sex Bomb. Here they went again...
/summer clothes'll fix it! cute!/