The Pineapple Disaster
Title: The Pineapple Disaster
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Characters: Wakka, Lulu
Prompt: #24, Luck, for fic_simplicity
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Leave it to Wakka...Crossposted to irishais, fic_simplicity.
"Wakka, I am counting to five."
"Wait, wait!"
"One."
"Look, really, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do it, ya?"
"Two. And you did mean it."
"I didn't! You really think I'd be that stupid?"
"Yes, and three."
"You never told me you were allergic!"
"Four. I believe I mentioned it several times. I even threw the bowl at you, if I recall correctly."
"Uh...yeah. Heh. You did, ya."
"Four and a half."
"Okay, okay! I'm going! Don't kill me or anythin'."
"I very highly recommend that you run very, very fast."
"I'm goin', but if you fry me, you get to explain it to Yuna!"
"Four and three-quarters..."
"Leavin'!"
The door shut so hard it bounced back open, and Lulu quelled the Fira that she had been readying. It would be a shame to have to barbecue Wakka, but she surveyed her reflection, scratched at the tiny bumps that spread across her cheeks, and decided it would be worth it. Auron would probably agree with her.
Her face itched, and Mirror-Lulu's nose wrinkled in time with her own. A Cure would take care of it, but it was much more fun to get infuriated at Wakka. He needed to learn his lesson somehow.
Lulu summoned up the requisite spell, and watched critically as the little bumps faded away. Leave it to Wakka to get his hands on a dish that involved pineapples somewhere in the middle of Macalania.
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Characters: Wakka, Lulu
Prompt: #24, Luck, for fic_simplicity
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Leave it to Wakka...Crossposted to irishais, fic_simplicity.
"Wakka, I am counting to five."
"Wait, wait!"
"One."
"Look, really, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do it, ya?"
"Two. And you did mean it."
"I didn't! You really think I'd be that stupid?"
"Yes, and three."
"You never told me you were allergic!"
"Four. I believe I mentioned it several times. I even threw the bowl at you, if I recall correctly."
"Uh...yeah. Heh. You did, ya."
"Four and a half."
"Okay, okay! I'm going! Don't kill me or anythin'."
"I very highly recommend that you run very, very fast."
"I'm goin', but if you fry me, you get to explain it to Yuna!"
"Four and three-quarters..."
"Leavin'!"
The door shut so hard it bounced back open, and Lulu quelled the Fira that she had been readying. It would be a shame to have to barbecue Wakka, but she surveyed her reflection, scratched at the tiny bumps that spread across her cheeks, and decided it would be worth it. Auron would probably agree with her.
Her face itched, and Mirror-Lulu's nose wrinkled in time with her own. A Cure would take care of it, but it was much more fun to get infuriated at Wakka. He needed to learn his lesson somehow.
Lulu summoned up the requisite spell, and watched critically as the little bumps faded away. Leave it to Wakka to get his hands on a dish that involved pineapples somewhere in the middle of Macalania.