Title: Everyone Makes Some Happy
"I contributed!!" Matsuda said rapturously, smiling beautifically as flowers and hearts appeared behind him. Mogi, slightly disturbed, pulled a pin out of his suit and started popping them. Matsuda, too busy spinning around in circles delightedly and occasionally making comments referring to his accomplishments, didn't notice until it was too late. Mogi had quickly and efficiently cleared the air. Matsuda fell into the corner, sobbing.
"Dude," L said, staring at Matsuda over his pulled-up knees, "don't be proud of yourself." He reached out and picked up a bowl of ice cream with his toes, tapping random keys with his long fingers. He turned back to the screen where the seven corporate leaders were discussing their sinister plot. "It's because you're a complete idiot that this is happening." The foot holding the bowl approached his face, and with the other he transferred a spoon from the table to his hand and began to eat with apparent relish, occasionally tilting the ice cream bowl so as to experience the most ice cream goodness. Noticing Raito and his father staring at him, he stopped and stared back, multi-colored ice cream dribbling down his chin. "What?"
"You're very...unique, Ryuuzaki," Raito said, looking away.
"Yes," L said, leaning precariously toward Raito, both invading the boy's private space and dripping ice cream onto his shoes. "My mother was in fact participating in a genetic experiment when pregnant with me. The semen-- Something wrong, Raito-kun?"
Raito stopped coughing and hastily assured him to the contrary.
"She was in fact artificially inseminated with the hormones of a monkey, which is why my feet and toes are so versatile." He swallowed a spoonful of ice cream and added, "It's very distressing to speak of," without appearing so in the least.
"Yes..." Raito said slowly, slightly disturbed. "I suppose it is."
"Dude," L said, staring at Matsuda over his pulled-up knees, "don't be proud of yourself." He reached out and picked up a bowl of ice cream with his toes, tapping random keys with his long fingers. He turned back to the screen where the seven corporate leaders were discussing their sinister plot. "It's because you're a complete idiot that this is happening." The foot holding the bowl approached his face, and with the other he transferred a spoon from the table to his hand and began to eat with apparent relish, occasionally tilting the ice cream bowl so as to experience the most ice cream goodness. Noticing Raito and his father staring at him, he stopped and stared back, multi-colored ice cream dribbling down his chin. "What?"
"You're very...unique, Ryuuzaki," Raito said, looking away.
"Yes," L said, leaning precariously toward Raito, both invading the boy's private space and dripping ice cream onto his shoes. "My mother was in fact participating in a genetic experiment when pregnant with me. The semen-- Something wrong, Raito-kun?"
Raito stopped coughing and hastily assured him to the contrary.
"She was in fact artificially inseminated with the hormones of a monkey, which is why my feet and toes are so versatile." He swallowed a spoonful of ice cream and added, "It's very distressing to speak of," without appearing so in the least.
"Yes..." Raito said slowly, slightly disturbed. "I suppose it is."