Best Enemies [the apprentices, PG]
Title: Best Enemies
Claim: Ansem's Apprentices
Written For: kingdom100, prompt- 018. Enemy
Type/Rating: lol and PG
They arrived at the castle bright and early, with their various family members and assorted bags and boxes, to move in to their new home. Even's parents were just as quick to get rid of him as he was to be rid of them - so by midmorning, he was contendedly folding his clothes into his new dresser, and arranging his chemistry supplies on the helpful lab table that he'd set up right there in his own -
There was a rubber ducky.
On the table.
He grabbed it, squeezing so hard that, had he been a stronger man, he would have broken its head off. "BRAIG!"
He flung the door open and stalked down the hallway. "BRAIG ALEXANDER!"
It wasn't the room next to his, thank god - but it was the one next to that. Not enough room!! The door opened, and he could hear the evil laughter from inside. "Did you like my present~?!"
Even leaned into the room, and, with pinpoint precision - though not necessarily much strength - chucked the rubber duck at Braig's forehead.
"Haha OW what did you do that for?!"
"For making my life hell, as usual," Even informed him icily. "Keep that cheery yellow abomination OUT of my room, or I will make you pay."
Braig just laughed. Their enmity had been most fierce in high school, and they'd both found better things to do over the past few years - but he was glad to see that Even was just as willing to slip back into their old games. Just as long as neither of them got thrown out... well, the living arrangements would definitely make things interesting. "Oh you will, huh?" He tossed the duck up and caught it deftly. "What are you going to do, chem boy, brew up a poison and slip it in my drink?"
Even snorted. "I wouldn't betray my grand plans to my enemy, that's the first rule in the evil overlord handbook. And besides, that's only if you continue to be an egotistical, unintelligent, lewd prat with the facial structure of a baboon's rear end."
"Only if you continue to be a self-centered, elitist, sex-deprived, bratty little twat with a stick up his ass who really needs to get laid."
Even scowled, but Braig could almost see the hint of a smile in the vicinity of his eyes. "So. Enemies, then?"
"Agreed." Braig grinned. "You'd better lock your underwear drawer..."
The look on Even's face was priceless.
"You wouldn't dare....!" But he was gone before Braig could confirm or deny, and all Braig could do was laugh.
He tossed the rubber ducky up in the air again. Well, who'd've known that Even had ducky boxers? Or that he'd object so much to them getting a bit of air... in the high school auditorium?
Braig cackled. Really, Even had no reason to be mad at him, back in high school. None at all.
And he doubted Ansem would take kindly to flying underpants...
But there were plenty of places to showcase a rubber duck.
Claim: Ansem's Apprentices
Written For: kingdom100, prompt- 018. Enemy
Type/Rating: lol and PG
They arrived at the castle bright and early, with their various family members and assorted bags and boxes, to move in to their new home. Even's parents were just as quick to get rid of him as he was to be rid of them - so by midmorning, he was contendedly folding his clothes into his new dresser, and arranging his chemistry supplies on the helpful lab table that he'd set up right there in his own -
There was a rubber ducky.
On the table.
He grabbed it, squeezing so hard that, had he been a stronger man, he would have broken its head off. "BRAIG!"
He flung the door open and stalked down the hallway. "BRAIG ALEXANDER!"
It wasn't the room next to his, thank god - but it was the one next to that. Not enough room!! The door opened, and he could hear the evil laughter from inside. "Did you like my present~?!"
Even leaned into the room, and, with pinpoint precision - though not necessarily much strength - chucked the rubber duck at Braig's forehead.
"Haha OW what did you do that for?!"
"For making my life hell, as usual," Even informed him icily. "Keep that cheery yellow abomination OUT of my room, or I will make you pay."
Braig just laughed. Their enmity had been most fierce in high school, and they'd both found better things to do over the past few years - but he was glad to see that Even was just as willing to slip back into their old games. Just as long as neither of them got thrown out... well, the living arrangements would definitely make things interesting. "Oh you will, huh?" He tossed the duck up and caught it deftly. "What are you going to do, chem boy, brew up a poison and slip it in my drink?"
Even snorted. "I wouldn't betray my grand plans to my enemy, that's the first rule in the evil overlord handbook. And besides, that's only if you continue to be an egotistical, unintelligent, lewd prat with the facial structure of a baboon's rear end."
"Only if you continue to be a self-centered, elitist, sex-deprived, bratty little twat with a stick up his ass who really needs to get laid."
Even scowled, but Braig could almost see the hint of a smile in the vicinity of his eyes. "So. Enemies, then?"
"Agreed." Braig grinned. "You'd better lock your underwear drawer..."
The look on Even's face was priceless.
"You wouldn't dare....!" But he was gone before Braig could confirm or deny, and all Braig could do was laugh.
He tossed the rubber ducky up in the air again. Well, who'd've known that Even had ducky boxers? Or that he'd object so much to them getting a bit of air... in the high school auditorium?
Braig cackled. Really, Even had no reason to be mad at him, back in high school. None at all.
And he doubted Ansem would take kindly to flying underpants...
But there were plenty of places to showcase a rubber duck.