TOMO, I HATE YOU, 2028 WORDS IS NOT A DRABBLE, YOU TALK TOO MUCH
Anyway, follow up to the thing with Sano. LONG. Hopefully IC? x.x Tomo is REALLY EASY TO WRITE
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Ed had about a seventh of a second after he heard the door to his cabin slam open to clear his bed of papers before Tomo got to them.
"BANZAI~~!!"
He didn't make it in time.
Ed palmed his forehead and watched dozens of papers flutter though the air after Tomo's world class cannon ball onto his bed sent them airborn.
"Haha, that was great!" Tomo laughed, rolling onto his back until her head was propped on one of Ed's legs. One of the papers glided gently onto her face and she grabbed it, holding it up and out of his easy reach before he could snatch it back from her. "Hey Ed, next time let's do it with feathers! Or Jell-O! What's this?"
"What's it look like?" Ed asked, already having given up. He hadn't planned on letting her find out about this at all, much less before anything came of it. But she'd caught him red handed, with the answers from Sano's 'survey' all around him, and Ed doubted there was a force on earth that could keep her from reading any of them.
"I don't know, that's why I asked!" She exclaimed, but was clearly peering at the paper trying to figure it out anyway. "Hah! It looks like some kind of poll, is it, Ed? You wrote this, right? Unless you're filling it out but you can't write in Japanese." Tomo rolled over again, this time stretching out on her stomach with her heels kicked up, and didn't bother to give Ed a chance to answer her questions. "Hey, listen to this one: "She wants to go meet the lake monster, how do you convince her not to without accidentally making her think it's actually a good idea. (Note: Tying her up and dragging her away isn't an option.)
"Man, that sounds really weird, huh! Is this some kind of survival quiz for camp, Edomame~? It is, isn't it?"
Ed looked up from one of the papers he'd gone back to grading while Tomo had been talking, "Are you finished?"
Tapping her cheek thoughtfully with the now rolled up quiz, Tomo glanced skyward, considering. "Yeah! For now, anyway."
"Good, give me that," Ed reached out and she handed him the paper back casually enough, already rifling around for a new one to read.
"C'mon, Ed~ You gotta tell me! What is this? Are you grading that? Man, I don't have to take a test, do I?"
Reading another of Sano's answers, Ed absently circled a spelling error. Not that he we was going to turn Sano down just because his spelling wasn't ideal (probably), he just liked to use his red marker. "If you really want to know--
"You even have to ask?"
"--it's kindof a..." Ed dotted his marker against corner of the paper absently, searching for the right word. "Kindof an interview, I guess."
"Ooooooooh~" And with that, Tomo trailed off into a silence which would, of course, be temporary. But at least for a little while she was more interested in reading the answers than asking him about it.
The quiet lasted for almost a whole five minutes.
"Hey, Ed? What're you hiring for anyway?" Tomo had, by then, developed a fairly efficient system where papers she hadn't glanced at yet were on her left, and ones she had were flung somewhere off to her right.
Anyway, follow up to the thing with Sano. LONG. Hopefully IC? x.x Tomo is REALLY EASY TO WRITE
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Ed had about a seventh of a second after he heard the door to his cabin slam open to clear his bed of papers before Tomo got to them.
"BANZAI~~!!"
He didn't make it in time.
Ed palmed his forehead and watched dozens of papers flutter though the air after Tomo's world class cannon ball onto his bed sent them airborn.
"Haha, that was great!" Tomo laughed, rolling onto his back until her head was propped on one of Ed's legs. One of the papers glided gently onto her face and she grabbed it, holding it up and out of his easy reach before he could snatch it back from her. "Hey Ed, next time let's do it with feathers! Or Jell-O! What's this?"
"What's it look like?" Ed asked, already having given up. He hadn't planned on letting her find out about this at all, much less before anything came of it. But she'd caught him red handed, with the answers from Sano's 'survey' all around him, and Ed doubted there was a force on earth that could keep her from reading any of them.
"I don't know, that's why I asked!" She exclaimed, but was clearly peering at the paper trying to figure it out anyway. "Hah! It looks like some kind of poll, is it, Ed? You wrote this, right? Unless you're filling it out but you can't write in Japanese." Tomo rolled over again, this time stretching out on her stomach with her heels kicked up, and didn't bother to give Ed a chance to answer her questions. "Hey, listen to this one: "She wants to go meet the lake monster, how do you convince her not to without accidentally making her think it's actually a good idea. (Note: Tying her up and dragging her away isn't an option.)
"Man, that sounds really weird, huh! Is this some kind of survival quiz for camp, Edomame~? It is, isn't it?"
Ed looked up from one of the papers he'd gone back to grading while Tomo had been talking, "Are you finished?"
Tapping her cheek thoughtfully with the now rolled up quiz, Tomo glanced skyward, considering. "Yeah! For now, anyway."
"Good, give me that," Ed reached out and she handed him the paper back casually enough, already rifling around for a new one to read.
"C'mon, Ed~ You gotta tell me! What is this? Are you grading that? Man, I don't have to take a test, do I?"
Reading another of Sano's answers, Ed absently circled a spelling error. Not that he we was going to turn Sano down just because his spelling wasn't ideal (probably), he just liked to use his red marker. "If you really want to know--
"You even have to ask?"
"--it's kindof a..." Ed dotted his marker against corner of the paper absently, searching for the right word. "Kindof an interview, I guess."
"Ooooooooh~" And with that, Tomo trailed off into a silence which would, of course, be temporary. But at least for a little while she was more interested in reading the answers than asking him about it.
The quiet lasted for almost a whole five minutes.
"Hey, Ed? What're you hiring for anyway?" Tomo had, by then, developed a fairly efficient system where papers she hadn't glanced at yet were on her left, and ones she had were flung somewhere off to her right.
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