"But it's chocolate, Yomi! You know you can't resist chocolate!"
"For the last time, Tomo, no. No no NO."
"Custard-flavor! Green tea! Come on, what's your problem? I know you're on a diet again, but it's not like they ever work anyway, and what's a few more pounds of gross fat between friends like--OW! Geez, you didn't have to do THAT!"
Yomi scowled and rubbed her knuckles silently.
"Okay, any flavor you want, I bet I can do it! Come on Yomi, don't you bet me? I bet you're afraid to bet! But I bet now you'll bet, because I just bet you that you're afraid to--"
"Shut UP already! Okay, fine, fine. I'll take your stupid bet. Bet you can't make me extra-hot curry milk, can you?"
"Pfffft, that's not a challenge! Extra-hot, huh? You just wait and see! I'll make you the best damn extra-hot . . . WAUUUUUUUUUGGGGHHH!"
Yomi had never seen udders smoke before, and she decided it wasn't an experience she wanted to repeat.
"I'll show him," Tomo grumbled. "We'll see how weak the solids are when I solid him upside the HEAD!"
She darted behind a cabin to watch Kira wander along the path, completely oblivious to his terrible fate. Soon he'd be close enough to ambush. He'd never know what hit him, and the bruise on his head would remind him never to belittle the solid state of matter ever again! Damn liquids thought they were so great, but you couldn't hit people with a liquid, now COULD you?!
She needed something handy to throw. Too cold to take off a shoe--no rocks nearby--zombie arm looked a little squishy--perfect! Tomo scooped up a handful of snow and lightly packed it into a ball. Nothing left to do but wait until he was close enough
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They didn't understand why people seemed so disturbed by the new game. Wasn't it a classic competition? Hell, kids did it all the time with their thumbs, and nobody made a big deal! What was wrong with putting their own twist on it? It just made things more interesting!
"All right, Ash, it's you and Ueki! You better make me proud, RIVAL! Give it all you got!"
Ash nodded determinedly and turned to face his opponent. They sized each other up. This was it--the final match, the ultimate tie-breaker, the test to see who was really the Grand Champion.
If the envelope had come from anyone but Tomo, Itachi would have been sure it was a mistake. In fact, he still wasn't entirely convinced. The fact that the card was decorated all over with multi-colored series of three dots did seem to be an indication that the thing was intended for him, but--surely even Tomo's mind wasn't this confused.
He brushed his hand off against his cloak, trying yet again to rid it of the poorly glued-on sparkles that just didn't want to stay on the card, and reread. There wasn't much to it. The dots, the excessive glitter, and the one cryptic message--
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!
Itachi wondered what it all meant.
He was brought back to reality by a sharp tug on his cloak. "C'mon, Kitty-Ninja-Two! Let's go play tag an' have fun an' bake cookies! Y'wanna?"
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" . . . This is ridiculous."
"Mn. I suspect someone's playing a little joke on us, actually. But if we play along, they'll be disappointed, won't they?"
"And you're sure the Go board wasn't just shoved under your bed accidentally?"
"I've looked everywhere. Someone definitely stole it and replaced it with this--unless it's a function of the camp itself."
"It does seem to be the sort of thing that would occur here. Men change into women, human beings change into animals, and . . . well. Now this."
"Indeed. Are you ready to make your move?"
Koumei sighed. It was still a way to pass the time.
" . . . I play Dark Magician in Attack Mode."
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Yomi being introduced to Tomo's milk.
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"For the last time, Tomo, no. No no NO."
"Custard-flavor! Green tea! Come on, what's your problem? I know you're on a diet again, but it's not like they ever work anyway, and what's a few more pounds of gross fat between friends like--OW! Geez, you didn't have to do THAT!"
Yomi scowled and rubbed her knuckles silently.
"Okay, any flavor you want, I bet I can do it! Come on Yomi, don't you bet me? I bet you're afraid to bet! But I bet now you'll bet, because I just bet you that you're afraid to--"
"Shut UP already! Okay, fine, fine. I'll take your stupid bet. Bet you can't make me extra-hot curry milk, can you?"
"Pfffft, that's not a challenge! Extra-hot, huh? You just wait and see! I'll make you the best damn extra-hot . . . WAUUUUUUUUUGGGGHHH!"
Yomi had never seen udders smoke before, and she decided it wasn't an experience she wanted to repeat.
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...clearly someone needs to app Yomi so that will happen in camp.
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She darted behind a cabin to watch Kira wander along the path, completely oblivious to his terrible fate. Soon he'd be close enough to ambush. He'd never know what hit him, and the bruise on his head would remind him never to belittle the solid state of matter ever again! Damn liquids thought they were so great, but you couldn't hit people with a liquid, now COULD you?!
She needed something handy to throw. Too cold to take off a shoe--no rocks nearby--zombie arm looked a little squishy--perfect! Tomo scooped up a handful of snow and lightly packed it into a ball. Nothing left to do but wait until he was close enough ( ... )
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"All right, Ash, it's you and Ueki! You better make me proud, RIVAL! Give it all you got!"
Ash nodded determinedly and turned to face his opponent. They sized each other up. This was it--the final match, the ultimate tie-breaker, the test to see who was really the Grand Champion.
"One, two, three, FOUR! I declare an udder war!"
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Or Yachiru and Itachi.
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If the envelope had come from anyone but Tomo, Itachi would have been sure it was a mistake. In fact, he still wasn't entirely convinced. The fact that the card was decorated all over with multi-colored series of three dots did seem to be an indication that the thing was intended for him, but--surely even Tomo's mind wasn't this confused.
He brushed his hand off against his cloak, trying yet again to rid it of the poorly glued-on sparkles that just didn't want to stay on the card, and reread. There wasn't much to it. The dots, the excessive glitter, and the one cryptic message--
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!
Itachi wondered what it all meant.
He was brought back to reality by a sharp tug on his cloak. "C'mon, Kitty-Ninja-Two! Let's go play tag an' have fun an' bake cookies! Y'wanna?"
Itachi looked down at Yachiru.
" . . . I see."
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