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Shades of Grey: The Short and Silly
by Icka! M. Chif
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The VCR • Shortest SoG Fic ever • Sequel to the Shortest • Ahou • White Horses • Caught • Board Games •
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"Kid?" He called without uncurling from his comfortable position on the couch or looking up from the book currently resting on his knees.
He sensed more than saw or heard the thief freeze behind him. "Yeah?"
"Could you do me a favour?"
Slight hesitation. "Depends."
"Would it be possible for you to de-program the VCR from flashing '1412' before my Father notices and calls it into question?"
Something that sounded suspiciously like a snicker answered him as Kid glided by. "What's the matter?" Kid teased, the tone never broaching anything other than playful. "Couldn't figure out how to do it yourself?"
"Hardly." He quipped, raising his gaze to watch the thief crouch down in front of VCR and begin scraping thin pieces of black vinyl electrical tape from the surface of the display screen. "It was your prank, I figured you could damn well clean up after yourself."
Kid laughed softly, revealing the screen flashing '18:88'. "And here they say it takes a genius just to make a VCR tell the correct time..."
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• • • Shortest SoG fic ever: • • •
"Kid?"
"Yeah?"
"Just comment about tonight's heist..."
"Yeah."
"Toilet paper is not designed to be utilized as a weapon."
"...Gotcha."
• • • Sequel to the shortest SoG Fic Ever (even shorter!) • • •
"Kid?"
"Yeah?"
"Jell-o is not intended to be utilized as a weapon either."
"Spoilsport."
"See? There it did it again!"
"No, she did not."
"Did too." Kuroba shot Hakuba a wide playful grin.
Hakuba rubbed his forehead and resisted the urge to inflict bodily harm upon his friend. Why had he agreed to allowing Kuroba keep him company while he flew his hawk? "Watson did not just call me an idiot, Kuroba."
"Sure it did." Kuroba pointed to the circling bird soaring above them. "Watch, they'll do it again."
As if on cue, the bird called out, the noise echoing in the trees.
"Told you."
Hakuba sighed, reaching up and removing one of his brown contacts to reveal a gold and brown speckled eye. He shielded his face as he peered upwards, quietly thanking the fact that he was actually quite long-sighted as opposed to having the perfect vision his companion had.
"That is not Watson."
"You sure?" Kuroba questioned.
"Watson is over there." He pointed off to the left where the bird of prey had just spotted something that appeared interesting to her. He then pointed to the bird circling above them. "That. Is a crow."
"Oh."
The crow above them let out another cry. "Ahou."
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"Ahou" = moron, dummy, idiot. Also a sound a crow makes in anime and manga.
• • • Drabble: White Horses • • •
"Did you know," Kid commented randomly, stretched out on Hakuba's bed while Hakuba looked up a point that they had been debating over on the Internet "That white horses are considered lucky? If you see one, you're supposed to make a wish."
"Yes." He nodded, ignoring the playful tug to his hair that accompanied the statement. "-Death is also said to ride on a white or a pale horse."
"He does not." Kid informed him, his expression completely serious. "Death follows a small boy with large glasses. Trust me."
Hakuba thought about it for a moment and found himself agreeing.
Hakuba caught Kid's arms and held him against the floor, straddling him. "Mine." He growled with a feral smirk.
"No." There was a moment of distortion, then he found himself laying on the floor, Kid pinning him down in a mirror of the position they had just been in. The thief grinned at him, monocle flashing in the light. "Mine." Kid purred, the sound a pleased rumble deep in his throat.
Hakuba grinned. "About time."
Kid's eyes went wide in a pole-axed expression as the statement sunk in.
Possessiveness ran both ways. Kid was as much his thief as he was Kid's detective.
The Kaitou's eyes slid shut, a weak chuckle escaping. "You chased me until you got caught." He accused weakly.
"Guilty as charged." Hakuba cheerfully agreed, slipping one hand free to grab Kid's dangling tie and pulling him down for a kiss.
• • • Drabble: Board Games • • •
Hakuba frowned at the gaming board between himself and Kid, as yet another piece got sent back to the beginning. "...Kid?" He ventured thoughtfully."We're getting our butts kicked by the board game." Kid commented dryly, mirroring Hakuba's thoughts exactly.
"Yeah." They'd been at this for hours, with no clear winner in sight. "Whose idea was it to play this again?"
Kid shrugged. "New rule?"
"Hmm?"
"No more children's games." Kid looked at the board in disgust. "First losing to 'Candy Land' and now this."
Hakuba looked down at the 'Chutes and Ladders' pieces and agreed.
"Well, there's always Twister..."
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Inspired by MOrgan, mutated by Shadescribbler.
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