Teenage Stupidity (Persona 3 Akihiko/Mitsuru)
Title: Teenage Stupidity
Author: belladonna12
Rating: PG - PG13
Word count: 516
Summary: Why apples, oranges, and large amounts of banana pudding are banned from the dorm. And why Akihiko and Shinjiro are not allowed out alone in the Dark Hour.
Warnings: Rampant insanity and teenage stupidity? Pre Castor going nuts. Mentions of nakedness and drunkenness.
A/N: This is kinda more Aki/Shinji/Mitsuru then Aki/Mitsuru, but I hope it’ll work. And my brother and I would totally take advantage of the Dark Hour’s lack of working electronics. And PLRG stands for Poor Little Rich Girl.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the ideas for the Persona games, nor am I making any money off of this.
Prompt Persona 3; Akihiko/Mitsuru - Scram. “You did *what*?”
Teenage Stupidity
Okay, it wasn’t like they all didn’t work hard, so they tended to play hard too, but Mitsuru couldn’t understand what had possessed Akihiko and Shinjiro this time. They both stood in front of the open basement doors, where whitish yellow goo could be seen rippling gently from the fan’s airwaves, an open combo bag of apples and oranges next to them and several empty and full ones scattered around. Neither looked particularly repentant as she dropped her voice to a low, threatening snarl.
“You did *what*?” Shinjiro grinned at her, reminding Mitsuru of the Devil.
“Filled the basement with banana cream pudding and started tossing apples and oranges in it to see how far they’d go. Wanna join, PLRG?” Mitsuru drew her rapier at the comment, and lunged at the twain as they scrambled for the door.
“I will execute you two!”
* * *
Mitsuru stared at her plate and the pancakes on it. She was fairly certain she’d asked Shinjiro for toast, but it wasn’t there. Shinji looked back and caught the ominous glower.
“What, PLRG? There too much syrup on ‘em or something?” Mitsuru spoke in short, clipped tones.
“Where is my toast?” Shinji shrugged, then went back to cooking bacon.
“Ain’t got no bread, PLRG. Toast doesn’t make itself.” He then sighed at the confused response he got from her.
“It doesn’t?” Shinjiro sighed again, figuring it wouldn’t do any good to explain. Mitsuru wouldn’t understand something like that anyway, not with the silver spoon in mouth way she’d been raised. He wasn’t even going to try.
* * *
Akihiko and Shinjiro tried to look innocent as they were called into Takeharu’s office, but only succeeded in looking more guilty. Takeharu looked at them, at the papers on his desk, at that morning’s paper, and at them again. Yeah, there was no question that they’d been caught.
“Would you care to explain to me why you felt it necessary to wander off with over five thousand yens worth of electronics, a thousand yens worth of snack foods and drinks, and then hijack a Doritos truck using a Zio spell and drive it into the bay after relieving it of it’s cargo?” Shinjiro shrugged, and Akihiko spoke up, knowing they were doomed for this.
“In our defense, we thought we wouldn’t get caught if we did it during the Dark Hour, Sir.” Takeharu sighed and shook his head.
“You are not to be allowed out without Mitsuru accompanying you during the Dark Hour from now on.”
* * *
A month later, Takeharu handed Kurosawa the bail money, and grabbed Akihiko by the collar with his left hand and Shinji by the collar with his right and clacked their heads together. He dropped the dazed teens, and sighed.
“Beat up the Thugs just came to a screaming halt. Do you two comprehend that?” Two dazed sets of eyes, one gray and one brown, looked up at him. Akihiko and Shinjiro answered together.
“Yes Sir, we’ll behave better Sir.” Takeharu shook his head.
“I seriously doubt that, boys. I seriously doubt that.”
Fin
Author: belladonna12
Rating: PG - PG13
Word count: 516
Summary: Why apples, oranges, and large amounts of banana pudding are banned from the dorm. And why Akihiko and Shinjiro are not allowed out alone in the Dark Hour.
Warnings: Rampant insanity and teenage stupidity? Pre Castor going nuts. Mentions of nakedness and drunkenness.
A/N: This is kinda more Aki/Shinji/Mitsuru then Aki/Mitsuru, but I hope it’ll work. And my brother and I would totally take advantage of the Dark Hour’s lack of working electronics. And PLRG stands for Poor Little Rich Girl.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the ideas for the Persona games, nor am I making any money off of this.
Prompt Persona 3; Akihiko/Mitsuru - Scram. “You did *what*?”
Teenage Stupidity
Okay, it wasn’t like they all didn’t work hard, so they tended to play hard too, but Mitsuru couldn’t understand what had possessed Akihiko and Shinjiro this time. They both stood in front of the open basement doors, where whitish yellow goo could be seen rippling gently from the fan’s airwaves, an open combo bag of apples and oranges next to them and several empty and full ones scattered around. Neither looked particularly repentant as she dropped her voice to a low, threatening snarl.
“You did *what*?” Shinjiro grinned at her, reminding Mitsuru of the Devil.
“Filled the basement with banana cream pudding and started tossing apples and oranges in it to see how far they’d go. Wanna join, PLRG?” Mitsuru drew her rapier at the comment, and lunged at the twain as they scrambled for the door.
“I will execute you two!”
* * *
Mitsuru stared at her plate and the pancakes on it. She was fairly certain she’d asked Shinjiro for toast, but it wasn’t there. Shinji looked back and caught the ominous glower.
“What, PLRG? There too much syrup on ‘em or something?” Mitsuru spoke in short, clipped tones.
“Where is my toast?” Shinji shrugged, then went back to cooking bacon.
“Ain’t got no bread, PLRG. Toast doesn’t make itself.” He then sighed at the confused response he got from her.
“It doesn’t?” Shinjiro sighed again, figuring it wouldn’t do any good to explain. Mitsuru wouldn’t understand something like that anyway, not with the silver spoon in mouth way she’d been raised. He wasn’t even going to try.
* * *
Akihiko and Shinjiro tried to look innocent as they were called into Takeharu’s office, but only succeeded in looking more guilty. Takeharu looked at them, at the papers on his desk, at that morning’s paper, and at them again. Yeah, there was no question that they’d been caught.
“Would you care to explain to me why you felt it necessary to wander off with over five thousand yens worth of electronics, a thousand yens worth of snack foods and drinks, and then hijack a Doritos truck using a Zio spell and drive it into the bay after relieving it of it’s cargo?” Shinjiro shrugged, and Akihiko spoke up, knowing they were doomed for this.
“In our defense, we thought we wouldn’t get caught if we did it during the Dark Hour, Sir.” Takeharu sighed and shook his head.
“You are not to be allowed out without Mitsuru accompanying you during the Dark Hour from now on.”
* * *
A month later, Takeharu handed Kurosawa the bail money, and grabbed Akihiko by the collar with his left hand and Shinji by the collar with his right and clacked their heads together. He dropped the dazed teens, and sighed.
“Beat up the Thugs just came to a screaming halt. Do you two comprehend that?” Two dazed sets of eyes, one gray and one brown, looked up at him. Akihiko and Shinjiro answered together.
“Yes Sir, we’ll behave better Sir.” Takeharu shook his head.
“I seriously doubt that, boys. I seriously doubt that.”
Fin