Operation Sanzo Gets a Full Body Wax.
It was a testament to just how damned bored Gojyo had been that he'd made only a nominal protest when Hakkai approached him about assisting Sanzo. Normally there would've been more heat behind his refusal, and the names he'd called Sanzo would have been rather more creatively obscene, but he simply hadn't felt like wasting that much energy on the pissy monk when he wasn't within earshot to hear and react.
Even being shot at would have been a welcome distraction from his boredom. Almost.
He didn't actually mind lending a hand, but one wouldn't have been able to guess it by the way Gojyo mocked Sanzo's wand-waving whenever he passed behind the monk, lighting candles in the predetermined order. The long candle he used to light the others from was steadily melting, forcing him to pause every few steps and allow the hot wax to drip onto the floor instead of his fingers.
He glanced across the room to see how Hakkai was handling the wax problem, and continued muttering his parts of the incantation when it was his turn. Surprisingly, he hadn't messed up once.
((ETA: I'm dying. Cheerful!Sanzo is so... so wrong. XDDD))
Even being shot at would have been a welcome distraction from his boredom. Almost.
He didn't actually mind lending a hand, but one wouldn't have been able to guess it by the way Gojyo mocked Sanzo's wand-waving whenever he passed behind the monk, lighting candles in the predetermined order. The long candle he used to light the others from was steadily melting, forcing him to pause every few steps and allow the hot wax to drip onto the floor instead of his fingers.
He glanced across the room to see how Hakkai was handling the wax problem, and continued muttering his parts of the incantation when it was his turn. Surprisingly, he hadn't messed up once.
((ETA: I'm dying. Cheerful!Sanzo is so... so wrong. XDDD))