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Strawberry Banana #3. Hallucination with Chopped Nuts
Story : knights & necromancers ( High School AU)
Timeframe : Friday night
Word Count : 888
Rating : PG
Bag of chips in hand, Kairn shoved the door to his room shut with his hip. Sethan was on his knees on the floor, fiddling with the pump for the air mattress. He barely bothered even looking up.
“So your sister actually invited Reida to sleep over?” he said.
“Well, not just Reida or anything.” Kairn tossed the chips down on his bed. “I mean, there’s a half dozen other girls camped in our living room right now too.”
“You’re locking the door tonight, right?” Sethan asked over the whir of the pump.
“Who are you afraid of, Reida or Shasa?”
“Both.” He flicked the switch and pressed a hand into the top of the mattress. It wobbled but held under his weight.
“You know,” said Kairn, “you’ve got your own bed a couple of floors up in your own girl-free apartment.”
Sethan wrinkled his nose as he settled himself on the edge of the mattress. “It’s too quiet up there,” he said. “It’s been too quiet all week. I don’t like the way the rooms keep getting smaller.” Kairn opened his mouth, about to question that last remark, when Sethan looked up with a crooked half smile. “Besides, there’s decent food in your fridge.”
“Alright.” Kairn shrugged. “Lumpy old air mattress it is then. And remember you have to go through that girl-filled living room to get to the fridge.”
“Or I could send you.”
“Hmph. So are we playing or what?” Kairn nodded at the computer, whose monitor was silently flashing the opening screen to Road Brawler Five.
“We are,” said Sethan.
“Well, let’s get on with it then.”
While Sethan plugged a pair of controllers into the computer and flipped through the menus, Kairn fed the fish, tossed a couple of pillows from his bed onto the air mattress, and settled on the corner of the bed nearest the desk.
The screen flashed and the fight began, and for a moment the two were fixated on the monitor and silently tapping away at their controllers.
“So,” said Kairn, “when does your mom get back tomorrow?”
Sethan shrugged, even as another barrage of lightning bolts sailed from his character towards Kairn’s, who quickly ducked beneath them “Dunno. Too soon, whenever it is.”
“Your house won’t be all empty anymore.”
“Yeah and I’ll have to live in it again.”
“Until the next business trip, then you can move back in here with your real family- Hey, that was cheap!” Kairn dropped his controller into his lap with a sigh and shot Sethan a glare as the computer declared him the winner.
“Not my fault you were busy talking so much”
Kairn scooped his controller back up. “I want a rematch.”
“So I can hand you your ass again?” said Sethan, already locking in his choice for the next fight.
“I’ll keep my mouth shut this time.”
They weren’t more than a minute into the battle before Kairn was talking again. “Do you think your mom would let you go to a party tomorrow night?”
Sethan made a sour face, though he didn’t so much as glance away from the screen. “Why would I want to go to a party?”
“I don’t know, because it’s something people just…do? You know, for fun?”
“I’m pretty sure my mom disapproves of fun.”
“True.”
“But since when do you go to parties?”
“Um…since Lyssa invited me?” As he felt the heat spread across his cheeks, he realized this was another battle he was going to lose.
“And you really think I want to go watch you drool over her all night?” Kairn’s character went flying across the screen and landed in a little pixelated heap on his back with a loud splat.
“I, uh, s’pose not.” Only half paying attention, Kairn scrambled to get his fighter to his feet and launch a counterstrike.
“How did you do that?” Sethan snapped.
“Do what?” Kairn nearly dropped his controller.
“The Ice Blast. You’re playing Jiro. Jiro doesn’t have Ice Blast, that’s Glacier’s move. Did you find a cheat code or something?
"No, I didn’t have a cheat code. I didn’t do Ice Blast, I did Flying Fist.” He was frowning at the controller in his lap now, reenacting the gesture in the air over the buttons with his thumb that he swore he’d made just a minute ago.
“Did you not just see the blue fireball thing on the screen?” A few angry punches of his own buttons and the menu screen was back up. “You did Ice Blast.”
“Did not. What are you doing?”
“I’m not going to keep playing if you’re going to cheat and then lie about it,” he said, exiting out of the game.
Kairn tossed his controller down on the bed. “I am not!”
“The least you could do is tell me how so I could do it too.”
“I swear there was no blue fireball! But you know what, I don’t really want to play anymore now either.” He planted a foot in the narrow space between the bed and the air mattress and laid his controller on the desk.
“So now what?” said Sethan, setting his down as well.
Kairn shrugged. “Dunno, I think I’ll go brave the slumber party and hit that full fridge of mine. You want a soda or something?”
“Sure.”
Story : knights & necromancers ( High School AU)
Timeframe : Friday night
Word Count : 888
Rating : PG
Bag of chips in hand, Kairn shoved the door to his room shut with his hip. Sethan was on his knees on the floor, fiddling with the pump for the air mattress. He barely bothered even looking up.
“So your sister actually invited Reida to sleep over?” he said.
“Well, not just Reida or anything.” Kairn tossed the chips down on his bed. “I mean, there’s a half dozen other girls camped in our living room right now too.”
“You’re locking the door tonight, right?” Sethan asked over the whir of the pump.
“Who are you afraid of, Reida or Shasa?”
“Both.” He flicked the switch and pressed a hand into the top of the mattress. It wobbled but held under his weight.
“You know,” said Kairn, “you’ve got your own bed a couple of floors up in your own girl-free apartment.”
Sethan wrinkled his nose as he settled himself on the edge of the mattress. “It’s too quiet up there,” he said. “It’s been too quiet all week. I don’t like the way the rooms keep getting smaller.” Kairn opened his mouth, about to question that last remark, when Sethan looked up with a crooked half smile. “Besides, there’s decent food in your fridge.”
“Alright.” Kairn shrugged. “Lumpy old air mattress it is then. And remember you have to go through that girl-filled living room to get to the fridge.”
“Or I could send you.”
“Hmph. So are we playing or what?” Kairn nodded at the computer, whose monitor was silently flashing the opening screen to Road Brawler Five.
“We are,” said Sethan.
“Well, let’s get on with it then.”
While Sethan plugged a pair of controllers into the computer and flipped through the menus, Kairn fed the fish, tossed a couple of pillows from his bed onto the air mattress, and settled on the corner of the bed nearest the desk.
The screen flashed and the fight began, and for a moment the two were fixated on the monitor and silently tapping away at their controllers.
“So,” said Kairn, “when does your mom get back tomorrow?”
Sethan shrugged, even as another barrage of lightning bolts sailed from his character towards Kairn’s, who quickly ducked beneath them “Dunno. Too soon, whenever it is.”
“Your house won’t be all empty anymore.”
“Yeah and I’ll have to live in it again.”
“Until the next business trip, then you can move back in here with your real family- Hey, that was cheap!” Kairn dropped his controller into his lap with a sigh and shot Sethan a glare as the computer declared him the winner.
“Not my fault you were busy talking so much”
Kairn scooped his controller back up. “I want a rematch.”
“So I can hand you your ass again?” said Sethan, already locking in his choice for the next fight.
“I’ll keep my mouth shut this time.”
They weren’t more than a minute into the battle before Kairn was talking again. “Do you think your mom would let you go to a party tomorrow night?”
Sethan made a sour face, though he didn’t so much as glance away from the screen. “Why would I want to go to a party?”
“I don’t know, because it’s something people just…do? You know, for fun?”
“I’m pretty sure my mom disapproves of fun.”
“True.”
“But since when do you go to parties?”
“Um…since Lyssa invited me?” As he felt the heat spread across his cheeks, he realized this was another battle he was going to lose.
“And you really think I want to go watch you drool over her all night?” Kairn’s character went flying across the screen and landed in a little pixelated heap on his back with a loud splat.
“I, uh, s’pose not.” Only half paying attention, Kairn scrambled to get his fighter to his feet and launch a counterstrike.
“How did you do that?” Sethan snapped.
“Do what?” Kairn nearly dropped his controller.
“The Ice Blast. You’re playing Jiro. Jiro doesn’t have Ice Blast, that’s Glacier’s move. Did you find a cheat code or something?
"No, I didn’t have a cheat code. I didn’t do Ice Blast, I did Flying Fist.” He was frowning at the controller in his lap now, reenacting the gesture in the air over the buttons with his thumb that he swore he’d made just a minute ago.
“Did you not just see the blue fireball thing on the screen?” A few angry punches of his own buttons and the menu screen was back up. “You did Ice Blast.”
“Did not. What are you doing?”
“I’m not going to keep playing if you’re going to cheat and then lie about it,” he said, exiting out of the game.
Kairn tossed his controller down on the bed. “I am not!”
“The least you could do is tell me how so I could do it too.”
“I swear there was no blue fireball! But you know what, I don’t really want to play anymore now either.” He planted a foot in the narrow space between the bed and the air mattress and laid his controller on the desk.
“So now what?” said Sethan, setting his down as well.
Kairn shrugged. “Dunno, I think I’ll go brave the slumber party and hit that full fridge of mine. You want a soda or something?”
“Sure.”