Drabble tiem
From the drabble meme HERE, requests still open, etc. (You know who you are.)
For Noodle, who requested with-Hina-Ichigo-and-having-adventures-with-crazy-monkeys!Amu.
.... Well, okay then.
She was used to the monkeys being annoying.
She was used to the monkeys hurling coconuts in some odd parody of Dodgeball.
What Amu wasn't used to was one of the projectiles being bedecked in pink and white lace and ribbons and colliding with her face.
"Waaaaaaaah?!" cried the... thing that was most definitely not a coconut.
Amu would have given a similar startled reply, had she not been muffled by the thing's dress. Amidst the onslaught of coconuts, she grabbed it and pulled, then broke into a run once she could actually see where she was going. It took some of her best tricks learned back home to avoid getting a coconut to the head, but she finally managed to outrun her pursuers and take refuge in a tree (after several attempts). That settled, she finally took a closer look at what the monkeys had thrown.
As she took in the bright green eyes, the glossy golden curls, the frilly dress her parents would have cooed over, and the fact that she couldn't have been more than two feet tall, Amu figured this had to be the doll version of her little sister.
"... What are you?" She asked anyway, holding it at arms' length and tilting her head.
The doll (or midget) pouted at this treatment, flailing her little arms. "Put Hina down, na no!! Hina isn't a toy!!"
Amu raised an eyebrow. "So you really want me to drop you out of the tree?"
"No! Nonononononono, na no!!!" Her prisoner's efforts to get away decreased and soon she hung compliantly from Amu's hands, her large eyes brimming with tears. The effect was just as powerful as when Rima had done it, and the girl sighed and shifted the doll until she was resting on her lap.
"Calm down," she muttered, peering down at the ground to see if the monkeys were approaching. "They'll hear us at this rate." She would have just made a beeline for the church, but the last thing she wanted was a bunch of stupid apes flinging coconuts at a blind priest or an innocent winged girl, so the tree would have to do for now.
The doll blinked up at her, bringing a hand to her mouth in curiosity. "Who are you, na no?"
Amu managed a little smile; the gesture really was something Ami would do. "I'm Amu... and you're Hina, right?"
".... How did you know?!"
Because you said it, didn't you...?
"Anyway... why were the monkeys tossing you around?"
Hina scrunched up her nose at the unpleasant memory. "They wanted Hina's crayons."
And that was all she would say on the matter. Clearly she'd put up a fight and they'd settled for taking her, too.
"Then--" Amu suddenly cut herself off, every sense on high alert. Had she just heard rustling right above her head? Or was it just her imagination--
Not my imagination, then, she thought, as monkeys descended on their victims from the branches above. If that's the case--
"HINA DOESN'T WANT TO BE THROWN, NA NO!!"
"Stop squirming already, I'll drop you!!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
It took five hours to finally, truly escape the monkeys (with the help of several strawberry vines and Kukai, who thought it was all one huge game of soccer), but finally Amu delivered the little doll to her sisters and returned to the church.
... And didn't leave it for the rest of the week.
For Noodle, who requested with-Hina-Ichigo-and-having-adventures-with-crazy-monkeys!Amu.
.... Well, okay then.
She was used to the monkeys being annoying.
She was used to the monkeys hurling coconuts in some odd parody of Dodgeball.
What Amu wasn't used to was one of the projectiles being bedecked in pink and white lace and ribbons and colliding with her face.
"Waaaaaaaah?!" cried the... thing that was most definitely not a coconut.
Amu would have given a similar startled reply, had she not been muffled by the thing's dress. Amidst the onslaught of coconuts, she grabbed it and pulled, then broke into a run once she could actually see where she was going. It took some of her best tricks learned back home to avoid getting a coconut to the head, but she finally managed to outrun her pursuers and take refuge in a tree (after several attempts). That settled, she finally took a closer look at what the monkeys had thrown.
As she took in the bright green eyes, the glossy golden curls, the frilly dress her parents would have cooed over, and the fact that she couldn't have been more than two feet tall, Amu figured this had to be the doll version of her little sister.
"... What are you?" She asked anyway, holding it at arms' length and tilting her head.
The doll (or midget) pouted at this treatment, flailing her little arms. "Put Hina down, na no!! Hina isn't a toy!!"
Amu raised an eyebrow. "So you really want me to drop you out of the tree?"
"No! Nonononononono, na no!!!" Her prisoner's efforts to get away decreased and soon she hung compliantly from Amu's hands, her large eyes brimming with tears. The effect was just as powerful as when Rima had done it, and the girl sighed and shifted the doll until she was resting on her lap.
"Calm down," she muttered, peering down at the ground to see if the monkeys were approaching. "They'll hear us at this rate." She would have just made a beeline for the church, but the last thing she wanted was a bunch of stupid apes flinging coconuts at a blind priest or an innocent winged girl, so the tree would have to do for now.
The doll blinked up at her, bringing a hand to her mouth in curiosity. "Who are you, na no?"
Amu managed a little smile; the gesture really was something Ami would do. "I'm Amu... and you're Hina, right?"
".... How did you know?!"
Because you said it, didn't you...?
"Anyway... why were the monkeys tossing you around?"
Hina scrunched up her nose at the unpleasant memory. "They wanted Hina's crayons."
And that was all she would say on the matter. Clearly she'd put up a fight and they'd settled for taking her, too.
"Then--" Amu suddenly cut herself off, every sense on high alert. Had she just heard rustling right above her head? Or was it just her imagination--
Not my imagination, then, she thought, as monkeys descended on their victims from the branches above. If that's the case--
"HINA DOESN'T WANT TO BE THROWN, NA NO!!"
"Stop squirming already, I'll drop you!!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
It took five hours to finally, truly escape the monkeys (with the help of several strawberry vines and Kukai, who thought it was all one huge game of soccer), but finally Amu delivered the little doll to her sisters and returned to the church.
... And didn't leave it for the rest of the week.