[prompt bingo] [winter challenge] [gintama] Snowman
Title: Make Snowmen, Not War
Author: spicy_diamond
Fandom: Gintama
Rating: PG
Prompt: Snowman
Challenge: promptbingo : Winter Challenge
Disclaimer: I own zilch, nada, zero... Nothing save for my own convoluted imaginings.
Summary: Kagura makes a snowman. Sort of. Okita just makes things worse.
Words: 341
“Hey China! Nice balls!”
Kagura jerked, sending herself elbows deep into the snowman she'd been in the process of making. Carefully extracting her arms from her creation, she whipped around to give proper rebuke to her heckler.
“Screw you, jerkwad!”
“And here I was only complimenting you.” Okita stared back blandly. Adjusting his coat tighter against the cold, he glanced pointedly at her exposed arms and raised a steaming Styrofoam cupful of hot cocoa. Then took a long, deliberate sip as she glared back at him. “I heard igloo duplexes were in this season. What happened China, finally get kicked out?”
She hissed irritably.
“Can't you find somebody else to go bug?” Turning back to her snowman, she tried to smooth over the holes in the sides as best she could. Chunks of snow flying wildly around her while she worked, Kagura shot a superior look over her shoulder. “And it's not an igloo, it's a snowman. What are you, blind or something?”
“Blinded by the ugly maybe. But, then, if it takes after you, I suppose it's bound to be deformed.” Ignoring the way her expression darkened to a furious red as he spoke, Okita gave a quick flick of his wrist. Sending his empty cup sailing smoothly through the air, he watched it land neatly the nearest trashcan with a bored expression. “Just keep it under G, China. I don't want to have to come back out here in the cold if your monstrous snowman starts scaring the little kiddies off the playgro-”
He stuffed his hand in his pockets and stepped nimbly to the left just in time to avoid being hit with the head and a midsection segments. Kagura hefted the base up in the air. Small bits of snow fluttering down daintily from the massive snowball. She narrowed her eyes at him.
“Geeze... Violent much, China?”
“Just keep talking, Frosty.” She took aim. “I've got more than enough snow here to turn you into a monstrous snowman.”
Author: spicy_diamond
Fandom: Gintama
Rating: PG
Prompt: Snowman
Challenge: promptbingo : Winter Challenge
Disclaimer: I own zilch, nada, zero... Nothing save for my own convoluted imaginings.
Summary: Kagura makes a snowman. Sort of. Okita just makes things worse.
Words: 341
“Hey China! Nice balls!”
Kagura jerked, sending herself elbows deep into the snowman she'd been in the process of making. Carefully extracting her arms from her creation, she whipped around to give proper rebuke to her heckler.
“Screw you, jerkwad!”
“And here I was only complimenting you.” Okita stared back blandly. Adjusting his coat tighter against the cold, he glanced pointedly at her exposed arms and raised a steaming Styrofoam cupful of hot cocoa. Then took a long, deliberate sip as she glared back at him. “I heard igloo duplexes were in this season. What happened China, finally get kicked out?”
She hissed irritably.
“Can't you find somebody else to go bug?” Turning back to her snowman, she tried to smooth over the holes in the sides as best she could. Chunks of snow flying wildly around her while she worked, Kagura shot a superior look over her shoulder. “And it's not an igloo, it's a snowman. What are you, blind or something?”
“Blinded by the ugly maybe. But, then, if it takes after you, I suppose it's bound to be deformed.” Ignoring the way her expression darkened to a furious red as he spoke, Okita gave a quick flick of his wrist. Sending his empty cup sailing smoothly through the air, he watched it land neatly the nearest trashcan with a bored expression. “Just keep it under G, China. I don't want to have to come back out here in the cold if your monstrous snowman starts scaring the little kiddies off the playgro-”
He stuffed his hand in his pockets and stepped nimbly to the left just in time to avoid being hit with the head and a midsection segments. Kagura hefted the base up in the air. Small bits of snow fluttering down daintily from the massive snowball. She narrowed her eyes at him.
“Geeze... Violent much, China?”
“Just keep talking, Frosty.” She took aim. “I've got more than enough snow here to turn you into a monstrous snowman.”