Something wicked this way comes? [Closed]

[cancounttofive]

Characters: Yotsuba (cancounttofive) and Slo-bro Slo-bo (littlestbastich)
Setting/Location: The Lookout! Grandore's BUTT
Date & Time: Day 4, probably sometime in the early afternoon
Warnings: Nothing really. Cuteness and comic-appropriate swearing perhaps.
Summary: Yotsuba and Slo-bo meet. Can Yotsuba melt his not-so-icy-even-if-he-wishes-it-was heart?

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[littlestbastich]

Fraggin' stupid, blurry eyes.

Slo-bo could out-wait a fair handful of folks who'd come to the lookout balcony for some air, hunching over a corner of the railing and growling his agitation if bodies came too close like a sullen, unpleasant little mammal. Badgers, wasn't it? Badgers were black and white, too. Badgers might've been able to see a bit better, too.

"Hrnh." The point of a lookout was pretty much crud if the eyes doing the looking out were cruddy. Not that he was ungrateful for them--it beat the frell out of wandering around blind--but it wasn't fun to look out and beyond the world and see nothing but mushy colors.

Up close wasn't so bad, though. Slo-bo slid to his knees and squinted at one of the railing supports, scratching at some of the wood with a fingernail. It was pretty strange to see something so large built majorly out of wood: one idiot and a match and half this dump was toast! Or maybe not. The creaking and groaning didn't sound as natural as he'd expect it to--but what could he expect from a completely

[cancounttofive]

"Hah!" Yotsuba suddenly spurt out with gusto in response to Slo-bo's 'heh.' She had noticed him from her spot in the middle of the lookout when he started to play around with the railing, and had gradually made her way over to him as he continued to pique her interest. The little 'heh' he did to himself had been the most interesting so far. Maybe he didn't know how to laugh right? Yotsuba could teach him!

Being as small as she was, it was easy for her to slip her head between the railing's bars to peer at what he was doing from the other side, all while keeping her feet (mostly) firmly planted on the deck. She peered intently at the support he was holding. Hm. She couldn't see anything really special about it. Maybe this was some kind of game?

Her hunger forgotten for the moment, she decided to inquire. "What game is that?"

[littlestbastich]

The sound of a voice that wasn't his own automatically wrinkled Slo-bo's nose. If he just looked over his shoulder and scowled t--

...Well, no need for that. There she was, head inbetween the rails and all. Some tiny little human kid. Great. Just what the place fraggin' needed.

In any case, the scowl never quite got to scowling, rather just pinching his mouth into a displeased pucker as he squinted at her, weighing the value of even bothering to speak to her. Maybe if he ignored her, she'd go away? It was certainly worth a shot. Slo-bo turned gaze away back to what he was doing, giving a grunt as he tugged--it shouldn't be this hard to pull a fraggin' piece of wood!

[cancounttofive]

Yotsuba, not at all perturbed by the guy's silence, continued to watch as he he fiddled with the rail some more. It looked like he was having a lot of trouble, huh? Gradually her smile faded away, replaced with a more determined look. There was no other option; she had to help!

She pulled her head back through the bars (though not after banging her head around a little and almost getting it stuck in the process) and moved a ways back from the railing, spreading her legs and hunching down into a running start pose. Mark, get set... go!

She took off running toward the rail, shouting as she did so to give it that extra "oomph." Right when she was nearly on top of the rail she raised her leg to strike at the bar.

"Pow!" Yotsuba shouted as her leg hit the support. The support let out the faintest of creaks in response.

She stared at the bar in confusion for a few moments. Nothing had happened!