We've been a little inactive lately because stuff happened but we're back now with our annual
Halloween: Trick or Drabble Challenge!!
step one: people who want to will set up "houses" by commenting on this Trick or Drabble post with their usernames.You have the option of creating a candy bowl with options of candy that people can select from.
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Yuta sandwiches his phone between his ear and his shoulder as he fumbles in his bag for the keys. He's only just moved into this apartment recently, thanks to the success of Kiss My's sophomore album (and a high profile car commercial deal, which he's thankful for even if it has some of their older fans calling them sell-outs), and wow but he'd never realized how bad he is at things like remembering where he put his keys.
It doesn't help that his mother is chattering on in his ear, reminding him (again) to do all the things he knows he's forgotten, like turning off the heater if he's going to be out all day and making sure to lock his veranda door and to not eat the cookies she'd left last night for him to give to the neighbors. At least he made sure to turn off the stove, he reassures her. But he doesn't know what cookies she's talking about, unless - oh, oops. He's eaten half of those already.
"Yuta," she groans in that voice where he knows she's about to lecture him for the next five minutes about paying attention to things properly, so he just puts the phone in his jacket pocket for the meantime while he searches for his key.
It really is weird though - his bag is pretty empty save for his music sheets and some gum, and he's sure he'd grabbed his keys this morning because his door wouldn't be locked now if he hadn't had his keys to lock it from the outside, and yet he really can't find them anywhere. They're not in his pockets either, and his key fob is too large for him to have shoved into his shoe or something, so where..?
"Excuse me," a voice says, but Yuta has his head half in his bag and waves a hand dismissively.
"Excuse me," the voice says again, this time accompanied by a tap on Yuta's shoulder. "Are you looking for these, by any chance?"
Yuta takes his face out of his bag to see a man with smiling half-moon eyes and long brown hair a little too long for Yuta's personal taste. He's holding Yuta's keys to him.
"Hey, my keys! Thanks!"
The man opens his mouth like he's about to say something, and then pauses. He looks from Yuta's relieved expression to Yuta's pocket, where his mother's tinny voice can be heard, and smiles even harder.
"Aren't you going to ask me how I got your keys?" he asks.
"Oh. Right. Where'd you find my keys?"
"Right in front of the elevator. You must have dropped them this morning," the man says. "I live just down the hall, and I'm familiar enough with our neighbors to figure that none of them would have a Luffy figurine on their keychain. You like One Piece too?!"
Yuta nods and scratches at the back of his neck, not quite sure what to make of this guy. There's a moment of silence, broken by his mother calling his name from his pocket, and Yuta hurries to grab for his phone again. 'One second,' he mouths to his new neighbor before turning to his phone. "Yeah, mom, I'm here. But hey, I found a neighbor to share cookies with-yes, at this hour-so I'll talk to you later okay? I'm hanging up now! Thanks for baking them for me!"
He hangs up before she can say much else, and then looks contemplatively at his smiley new neighbor out of the corner of his eyes. The guy does seem a bit too upbeat for one in the morning, but overall harmless. "You uh, want some cookies?"
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Tamamori and Miyata's innocence is sweet, if a stranger offered me cookies in their apartment at 1am I would not go with them or assume they meant cookies.
Thank you!
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I just laughed SO HARD that it is not even funny. TAMA YOU ARE MY FAVORITE LOOOL.
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I really wonder what will happen next with this nosy neighbour XD and Yuta's mum sounds like all the mums I know u__u;
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Trick or Drabble! Fujitama fling!
(I'm not allowed do it twice am I .__.)
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