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Of Burgers and Fries/ Fruits/ Gyoza/ Senga is a Gorilla/ Need Meat?/ Dinner/ The Lost Cookie
Title: Of Burgers and Fries/ Fruits/ Gyoza/ Senga is a Gorilla/ Need Meat?/ Dinner/ The Lost Cookie
Unit for points: Tegomass (do they count as a unit?)
Word Count: 7 x 100
Characters: Arashi, A.B.C-Z, Kis-My-Ft2, KAT-TUN
Author's Notes: First time posting fics, extremely lame innuendos, and the last one might not qualify as a JE-related drabble, but that was what I wanted to write about from the very beginning.
Title: Of Burgers and Fries
There’s forty minutes till filming starts, but Arashi are already on standby, like the experienced, efficient idols they are. The staff have gotten them takeout, and Aiba is staring at his burger.
“Look here,” he suddenly says. “What do you see?”
“A burger?” Jun tries.
“No.” Aiba grins. “A piece of meat - between two buns.”
Jun rolls his eyes.
“And another one!” Aiba grabs for the curly fries. He finds a particularly large one and holds it up. “What kind of hair is thick, short and curly?”
Jun is never going to look at fries the same way again.
Title: Fruits
There’s a huge fruit basket on the table in their dressing room, courtesy of the magazine staff from yesterday’s interview. A.B.C-Z immediately attack it before Kisumai can come steal any of it.
Goseki is enjoying his apple, but after a bit he realizes Totsuka, who is beside him, is twitching visibly.
“Tottsu,” he begins, “What-“
“Hasshi,” Totsuka says through gritted teeth, “Do not look at me that way while… putting a banana into your mouth!”
Kawai and Tsukada burst into raucous laughter, and Goseki turns around just in time to see Hashimoto delicately remove a looong banana from his mouth.
Title: Gyoza
“Gyoza,” Tamamori announces cheerfully to Miyata.
Miyata stares, wondering if Tamamori has finally lost it. Or maybe Kawai has slipped something into his morning coffee. Tamamori looks perfectly confident, however, so Miyata relents.
“Gyoza?” Miyata repeats questioningly. Behind them, the door bangs opens and he hears Totsuka’s voice and something about fruits, but he ignores it.
“Mm!” Tamamori nods happily. “We’re like gyoza. When Miyacchi hugs, it’s like you’re the wrapping and I’m the filling inside.”
It’s pretty rare for Tamamori to say sappy stuff like this, and Miyata smiles, impulsively reaching over to envelop Tamamori in a warm hug.
Title: Senga is a Gorilla
Fujigaya is last to arrive, as usual. He expects to get a lecture from Yokoo about punctuality, but when he enters their dressing room, Yokoo is busy sweeping up cookie crumbs from under the makeup table and he’s safe.
“Hey Taipi,” Senga greets him cheerfully. “Want some bananas? Tottsu just brought them over a while ago.” He gestured towards a small pile of bright yellow fruit on the counter.
Fujigaya decides it would be better to not question why Totsuka would be going around presenting bananas to people, instead deciding to tease Senga about being a gorilla and eating bananas.
Title: Need Meat?
KAT-TUN’s dressing room is quiet as usual. Nakamaru has brought in one of the tiny junior backdancers, and they are on the couch with Nakamaru’s laptop.
Koki suddenly jumps up, and the junior squeaks, startled.
“I’m hungry,” Koki growls. “I need…. meat.”
“There’s a yakiniku place nearby, Koyama-kun brought us once,” the junior offers timidly, but Koki ignores him and storms out. Nakamaru guesses that he’s headed for Kisumai’s room to look for Fujigaya.
Taguchi chuckled, coming over to ruffle the kid’s hair. “When Koki-kun says he wants meat, I don’t think he means the kind like yakiniku, kiddo.”
“Taguchi!”
Title: Dinner
Yokoo already knows what Nikaido wants, even before the younger boy opens his mouth.
“Yes I remember, I will take you and Kento out after work for dinner,” he sighs.
“Thanks, Watta,” Nikaido grins unrepentantly. He knows that Yokoo always keeps his promises, and he is a little soft when it comes to Nikaido anyway.
Yokoo smiles inwardly as Nikaido bounces off to report to Senga, and goes back to sweeping up the last bit of cookie crumbs from last night’s party. After all, sometimes there’s nothing better than to sit down to a nice meal with your closest buddies.
Title: The Lost Cookie
Author's Note: This is only related to JE in the most indirect way possible, so I don't think this counts, but I just have to include this.
The cookie’s been sitting here all alone, under the table. It’s dark, and the noisy bunch of humans that occupied this room had gone back home for the night.
It can hardly believe its luck. It’s a tough life, being a cookie. You get eaten, and that’s the end of you, but this cookie had somehow fallen onto the floor, escaping certain death by consumption.
The cookie’s joy is short-lived, though, when morning comes and one of the humans comes back. The last thing it sees before being unceremoniously swept up is a pair of black shoes with orange laces.
Unit for points: Tegomass (do they count as a unit?)
Word Count: 7 x 100
Characters: Arashi, A.B.C-Z, Kis-My-Ft2, KAT-TUN
Author's Notes: First time posting fics, extremely lame innuendos, and the last one might not qualify as a JE-related drabble, but that was what I wanted to write about from the very beginning.
Title: Of Burgers and Fries
There’s forty minutes till filming starts, but Arashi are already on standby, like the experienced, efficient idols they are. The staff have gotten them takeout, and Aiba is staring at his burger.
“Look here,” he suddenly says. “What do you see?”
“A burger?” Jun tries.
“No.” Aiba grins. “A piece of meat - between two buns.”
Jun rolls his eyes.
“And another one!” Aiba grabs for the curly fries. He finds a particularly large one and holds it up. “What kind of hair is thick, short and curly?”
Jun is never going to look at fries the same way again.
Title: Fruits
There’s a huge fruit basket on the table in their dressing room, courtesy of the magazine staff from yesterday’s interview. A.B.C-Z immediately attack it before Kisumai can come steal any of it.
Goseki is enjoying his apple, but after a bit he realizes Totsuka, who is beside him, is twitching visibly.
“Tottsu,” he begins, “What-“
“Hasshi,” Totsuka says through gritted teeth, “Do not look at me that way while… putting a banana into your mouth!”
Kawai and Tsukada burst into raucous laughter, and Goseki turns around just in time to see Hashimoto delicately remove a looong banana from his mouth.
Title: Gyoza
“Gyoza,” Tamamori announces cheerfully to Miyata.
Miyata stares, wondering if Tamamori has finally lost it. Or maybe Kawai has slipped something into his morning coffee. Tamamori looks perfectly confident, however, so Miyata relents.
“Gyoza?” Miyata repeats questioningly. Behind them, the door bangs opens and he hears Totsuka’s voice and something about fruits, but he ignores it.
“Mm!” Tamamori nods happily. “We’re like gyoza. When Miyacchi hugs, it’s like you’re the wrapping and I’m the filling inside.”
It’s pretty rare for Tamamori to say sappy stuff like this, and Miyata smiles, impulsively reaching over to envelop Tamamori in a warm hug.
Title: Senga is a Gorilla
Fujigaya is last to arrive, as usual. He expects to get a lecture from Yokoo about punctuality, but when he enters their dressing room, Yokoo is busy sweeping up cookie crumbs from under the makeup table and he’s safe.
“Hey Taipi,” Senga greets him cheerfully. “Want some bananas? Tottsu just brought them over a while ago.” He gestured towards a small pile of bright yellow fruit on the counter.
Fujigaya decides it would be better to not question why Totsuka would be going around presenting bananas to people, instead deciding to tease Senga about being a gorilla and eating bananas.
Title: Need Meat?
KAT-TUN’s dressing room is quiet as usual. Nakamaru has brought in one of the tiny junior backdancers, and they are on the couch with Nakamaru’s laptop.
Koki suddenly jumps up, and the junior squeaks, startled.
“I’m hungry,” Koki growls. “I need…. meat.”
“There’s a yakiniku place nearby, Koyama-kun brought us once,” the junior offers timidly, but Koki ignores him and storms out. Nakamaru guesses that he’s headed for Kisumai’s room to look for Fujigaya.
Taguchi chuckled, coming over to ruffle the kid’s hair. “When Koki-kun says he wants meat, I don’t think he means the kind like yakiniku, kiddo.”
“Taguchi!”
Title: Dinner
Yokoo already knows what Nikaido wants, even before the younger boy opens his mouth.
“Yes I remember, I will take you and Kento out after work for dinner,” he sighs.
“Thanks, Watta,” Nikaido grins unrepentantly. He knows that Yokoo always keeps his promises, and he is a little soft when it comes to Nikaido anyway.
Yokoo smiles inwardly as Nikaido bounces off to report to Senga, and goes back to sweeping up the last bit of cookie crumbs from last night’s party. After all, sometimes there’s nothing better than to sit down to a nice meal with your closest buddies.
Title: The Lost Cookie
Author's Note: This is only related to JE in the most indirect way possible, so I don't think this counts, but I just have to include this.
The cookie’s been sitting here all alone, under the table. It’s dark, and the noisy bunch of humans that occupied this room had gone back home for the night.
It can hardly believe its luck. It’s a tough life, being a cookie. You get eaten, and that’s the end of you, but this cookie had somehow fallen onto the floor, escaping certain death by consumption.
The cookie’s joy is short-lived, though, when morning comes and one of the humans comes back. The last thing it sees before being unceremoniously swept up is a pair of black shoes with orange laces.