Snow Day
It’s snowing again! *groans* Let’s celebrate with a Death Note funny with the Wammy Boys XD
Title: Snow Day
Fandom: Death Note
Author: silenttaiyoukai
Genre: Humor
Words: 800
Rating: M (language)
Characters: Mello, Matt, Near, L, Roger
Summary: As punishment for their constant bickering, Mello, Matt and Near are given the task of snow-shoveling the walkway leading from the main building into the rectory. More bickering ensues, and unlucky L tries to put a stop to it.
Mello grumbled under his breath as he scooped up another shovelful of snow and flung it off the path. He was up to his knees in the snow and his toes had gone numb almost an hour ago despite the protection of his leather boots and two pairs of socks. They had been working all morning, yet he felt like they were making absolutely no progress at all on the task at hand.
He stuck the shovel into the mound of snow at his side and wiped his damp bangs out of his eyes. Giving an exhausted sigh, he turned around to see how Near and Matt were fairing. His brow immediately darkened at the sight of them, his hands balling into fists at his sides.
Matt was leaning on his shovel and playing with his Game Boy. It seemed that the only thing Near had managed to accomplish was building a snow fort right in the middle of the walkway, complete with turrets on its eastern and western flanks.
“Are you guys gonna fucking help me or not?” Mello raged, and the other boys briefly glanced at him before going back to what they were doing previously.
“Relax, Mello,” Matt said, “It’ll get done. Stick your head in the snow and chill.”
Mello growled and pulled his shovel back out of the snow pile.
*********
L sat curled up in the window seat of Roger’s office. The older man was droning on and on, giving L an unenthusiastic status report on the progress of his protégés’ studies. L was not listening to him. He was too busy watching said protégés as they worked on shoveling the walkway leading from the main hall and into the rectory. At least that’s what they were supposed to be doing as punishment for their constant bickering during lessons. So far there had not been much accomplished between them. A few shovelfuls of snow and Matt had pulled his portable game system out of his back pocket, while Near had sat down and proceeded to build a snow castle.
It was awhile before Mello noticed that the other two boys were not helping him, and when he did it was evident that he was quite irate. L could not hear them, but he was sure there was a lot of yelling going on from the way Mello was waving his fists around. L was not too concerned about the situation until Mello pulled his shovel out of the snow. He had risen it over his shoulder and began trudging his way over to Near. L did not wait to see Mello destroy the snow castle’s western turret. He unfurled himself from his seat, slipped on his shoes and pulled on his jacket, slinking out of the room. Even after he was gone Roger continued talking to him, unaware that the detective had left.
It was snowing again by the time L made it outside. As he got closer to the arguing trio, he saw that Near’s snow fort was not faring well against Mello’s onslaught. Covered in snow, it was almost impossible to see Near. If it were not for his black mittens, he would have been lost completely in the flurry. The boys didn’t seem to notice him as he approached them. Waiting out Mello’s next swing, L walked up behind him and stretched out his hand to put it on the boy’s shoulder.
L didn’t have enough time to react as Mello quickly rose up the shovel again, and Mello didn’t hear the detective coming up behind him---
Thwack!
There was a soggy thud, and the three boys turned around to see L laying on his side on the snow.
“Holy shit,” Mello said. His expression was that of a deer caught in the headlights. He dropped the shovel and kneeled down beside L, flipping him over onto his back. He was unconscious, all right.
“Jesus Mello, I didn’t know you wanted to succeed him that badly,” Matt quipped.
“Shut the fuck up, Matt! It was an accident! And it’s all his fault!” Mello yelled, pointing an accusing finger at Near.
“You are the one that hit him,” Near said dryly, twirling a lock of his hair.
“Near, you little bastard!” Mello said. He jumped to his feet and lunged at Near, but Matt caught him by the arms before he could reach him.
“What the hell, Matt?!” Mello yelled, flailing around in Matt’s hold. He kicked back and drove his boot into Matt’s groin.
“Mello, for fuck’s sake!” Matt nearly choked, doubling over. Mello slipped out of his hold.
The fighting continued until L regained consciousness and somehow managed to get the situation under control.
From somewhere two floors up, Roger finally realized that L had left the room.
Title: Snow Day
Fandom: Death Note
Author: silenttaiyoukai
Genre: Humor
Words: 800
Rating: M (language)
Characters: Mello, Matt, Near, L, Roger
Summary: As punishment for their constant bickering, Mello, Matt and Near are given the task of snow-shoveling the walkway leading from the main building into the rectory. More bickering ensues, and unlucky L tries to put a stop to it.
Mello grumbled under his breath as he scooped up another shovelful of snow and flung it off the path. He was up to his knees in the snow and his toes had gone numb almost an hour ago despite the protection of his leather boots and two pairs of socks. They had been working all morning, yet he felt like they were making absolutely no progress at all on the task at hand.
He stuck the shovel into the mound of snow at his side and wiped his damp bangs out of his eyes. Giving an exhausted sigh, he turned around to see how Near and Matt were fairing. His brow immediately darkened at the sight of them, his hands balling into fists at his sides.
Matt was leaning on his shovel and playing with his Game Boy. It seemed that the only thing Near had managed to accomplish was building a snow fort right in the middle of the walkway, complete with turrets on its eastern and western flanks.
“Are you guys gonna fucking help me or not?” Mello raged, and the other boys briefly glanced at him before going back to what they were doing previously.
“Relax, Mello,” Matt said, “It’ll get done. Stick your head in the snow and chill.”
Mello growled and pulled his shovel back out of the snow pile.
*********
L sat curled up in the window seat of Roger’s office. The older man was droning on and on, giving L an unenthusiastic status report on the progress of his protégés’ studies. L was not listening to him. He was too busy watching said protégés as they worked on shoveling the walkway leading from the main hall and into the rectory. At least that’s what they were supposed to be doing as punishment for their constant bickering during lessons. So far there had not been much accomplished between them. A few shovelfuls of snow and Matt had pulled his portable game system out of his back pocket, while Near had sat down and proceeded to build a snow castle.
It was awhile before Mello noticed that the other two boys were not helping him, and when he did it was evident that he was quite irate. L could not hear them, but he was sure there was a lot of yelling going on from the way Mello was waving his fists around. L was not too concerned about the situation until Mello pulled his shovel out of the snow. He had risen it over his shoulder and began trudging his way over to Near. L did not wait to see Mello destroy the snow castle’s western turret. He unfurled himself from his seat, slipped on his shoes and pulled on his jacket, slinking out of the room. Even after he was gone Roger continued talking to him, unaware that the detective had left.
It was snowing again by the time L made it outside. As he got closer to the arguing trio, he saw that Near’s snow fort was not faring well against Mello’s onslaught. Covered in snow, it was almost impossible to see Near. If it were not for his black mittens, he would have been lost completely in the flurry. The boys didn’t seem to notice him as he approached them. Waiting out Mello’s next swing, L walked up behind him and stretched out his hand to put it on the boy’s shoulder.
L didn’t have enough time to react as Mello quickly rose up the shovel again, and Mello didn’t hear the detective coming up behind him---
Thwack!
There was a soggy thud, and the three boys turned around to see L laying on his side on the snow.
“Holy shit,” Mello said. His expression was that of a deer caught in the headlights. He dropped the shovel and kneeled down beside L, flipping him over onto his back. He was unconscious, all right.
“Jesus Mello, I didn’t know you wanted to succeed him that badly,” Matt quipped.
“Shut the fuck up, Matt! It was an accident! And it’s all his fault!” Mello yelled, pointing an accusing finger at Near.
“You are the one that hit him,” Near said dryly, twirling a lock of his hair.
“Near, you little bastard!” Mello said. He jumped to his feet and lunged at Near, but Matt caught him by the arms before he could reach him.
“What the hell, Matt?!” Mello yelled, flailing around in Matt’s hold. He kicked back and drove his boot into Matt’s groin.
“Mello, for fuck’s sake!” Matt nearly choked, doubling over. Mello slipped out of his hold.
The fighting continued until L regained consciousness and somehow managed to get the situation under control.
From somewhere two floors up, Roger finally realized that L had left the room.