MARCH CONTEST 09
TITLE: Another Kind of Magic
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Nino's got a side job.
"Um..."
"This isn't what it looks like."
Sho blinked and tilted his head. "It looks like you've shrunk to the size of a Pop Tart and dressed up all in green."
Nino glared at him. Normally Nino's glare was a potent thing, but it lost some of its punch coming from only three inches off the floor. "If you tell ANYONE, I'll climb up your pants leg and make you a woman."
Sho crouched down to poke at Nino in morbid curiosity. "What HAPPENED?" He picked up the shiny green top hat that was perched on Nino's head.
"Give that back!" Nino yanked the hat back and set it on his head at a jaunty angle. "It's for a job, okay?"
"You made yourself small enough to fit in a matchbox for a JOB?"
"For the record, I WOULDN'T fit in a matchbox." He adjusted his emerald green vest and tux jacket. "I wanted to make a little extra money and this seemed like a good opportunity."
"You're... you're LEPRECHAUNING for cash?"
"Cash and tips, and my share of rainbow gold. I have to pass the Click the Heels Together Evaluation for the rainbow gold, but I'm an acrobatic Johnny, so that shouldn't be a problem. It's a pretty lucrative deal."
"But... Johnny-san doesn't allow side jobs..." Sho added weakly.
"And Johnny-san doesn't need to find out, ne? We covered this already. You tell anyone, I climb up your pants leg, yadda, yadda. Remember?" Nino snapped his fingers and hummed in satisfaction at the shower of green and gold sparkles this elicited. "Perfect."
"Nino-chan..."
"Sho, stop WORRYING. I'm a big boy."
"Actually-"
"I WASN'T BEING LITERAL."
Sho's sloping shoulders sloped even further. "But... I don't... How can... When...?"
Nino trotted over to him and laid a tiny hand on the toe of his shoe. "RELAX, kaa-san. You're more uptight than Jun-kun on a morning without coffee."
Sho stared at him and gave up. "Well... just be careful. Wakarimahss?"
"Yep. No problem. Okay, are we done here? Only I have a wayfaring stranger to tempt into Tir Na Nog with promises of riches and great feasting, so....?" He left the question hanging.
Sho frowned. "Don't bait any banshees, ne?"
Nino grinned. "Banshees? Please, they're nothing after a few years of KAT-TUN." He winked, snapped his fingers, and disappeared in a poof of green smoke.
Sho stared at the place Nino had been just a moment before, then blinked a few times and stood up. "I've got to get more sleep," he mumbled, shuffling out of the room. "Little green men... Little green Ninos..." He shook his head and chuckled. "I've been watching too much American TV."
If he'd been paying more attention, he might have noticed the little gold handprint on his shoe.
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Nino's got a side job.
"Um..."
"This isn't what it looks like."
Sho blinked and tilted his head. "It looks like you've shrunk to the size of a Pop Tart and dressed up all in green."
Nino glared at him. Normally Nino's glare was a potent thing, but it lost some of its punch coming from only three inches off the floor. "If you tell ANYONE, I'll climb up your pants leg and make you a woman."
Sho crouched down to poke at Nino in morbid curiosity. "What HAPPENED?" He picked up the shiny green top hat that was perched on Nino's head.
"Give that back!" Nino yanked the hat back and set it on his head at a jaunty angle. "It's for a job, okay?"
"You made yourself small enough to fit in a matchbox for a JOB?"
"For the record, I WOULDN'T fit in a matchbox." He adjusted his emerald green vest and tux jacket. "I wanted to make a little extra money and this seemed like a good opportunity."
"You're... you're LEPRECHAUNING for cash?"
"Cash and tips, and my share of rainbow gold. I have to pass the Click the Heels Together Evaluation for the rainbow gold, but I'm an acrobatic Johnny, so that shouldn't be a problem. It's a pretty lucrative deal."
"But... Johnny-san doesn't allow side jobs..." Sho added weakly.
"And Johnny-san doesn't need to find out, ne? We covered this already. You tell anyone, I climb up your pants leg, yadda, yadda. Remember?" Nino snapped his fingers and hummed in satisfaction at the shower of green and gold sparkles this elicited. "Perfect."
"Nino-chan..."
"Sho, stop WORRYING. I'm a big boy."
"Actually-"
"I WASN'T BEING LITERAL."
Sho's sloping shoulders sloped even further. "But... I don't... How can... When...?"
Nino trotted over to him and laid a tiny hand on the toe of his shoe. "RELAX, kaa-san. You're more uptight than Jun-kun on a morning without coffee."
Sho stared at him and gave up. "Well... just be careful. Wakarimahss?"
"Yep. No problem. Okay, are we done here? Only I have a wayfaring stranger to tempt into Tir Na Nog with promises of riches and great feasting, so....?" He left the question hanging.
Sho frowned. "Don't bait any banshees, ne?"
Nino grinned. "Banshees? Please, they're nothing after a few years of KAT-TUN." He winked, snapped his fingers, and disappeared in a poof of green smoke.
Sho stared at the place Nino had been just a moment before, then blinked a few times and stood up. "I've got to get more sleep," he mumbled, shuffling out of the room. "Little green men... Little green Ninos..." He shook his head and chuckled. "I've been watching too much American TV."
If he'd been paying more attention, he might have noticed the little gold handprint on his shoe.