Deystar and Nightcloud Skyi present… THIS RANDOM JUNK!

One of my Drabble Collections, this is where I'm putting the Drabbles I work on with my little sis, whom is mentioned as Nightcloud (NC). Haha… NC… North Carolina. . We went there once… In Authors' Notes, I shall be italic and NC shall be bold. 'Cause she's bold. Haha… I made a funny…Oh, and the normal type narrator is BOTH of us!

Hi people! I love you!

…blech…

Haha… NC doesn't love anyone. P

-laughs… then laughs at the fact that I wrote that she laughed-

Yeah… I do the actual writing. Okay… on with da fic!

DISCLAIMER- If we owned DNAngel… these drabbles would be canon! W00T! Wait… but they're not…

Aww….

Um… un-w00t?

Name: "The Pole!"

Inspiration: Nightcloud's class—"The Pole (bum bum BUM! dramatic drum roll)" (With an introduction that happened literally about five seconds ago with my, DS, chocolate)

Rating: All Ages

Warnings: Pole violence? (Seriously, nothing.)

"Want some?" Daisuke asked Satoshi, holding out a square of Hershey's chocolate. Satoshi shook his head.

"I already had some."

"But you want it."

"Yes…"

"Okay then!" Daisuke said, shoving the square into his friend's mouth. Satoshi stared. He made a muffled noise that seemed to be "Thank you", or something to the effect—chocolate blocked all words.

But no one cares about that, do they? This story's not ABOUT Dai and Sato! Or even just Sato! Or just Dai… or anything about the two! In fact, they're not even really in it! They're BACKGROUND PEOPLE!

Ahem. Anyway, on the other side of the classroom, Riku (okay, I LIED! Daisuke is slightly related… that IS his "canon girlfriend"… mumbles about shounan-ai and break Sato's heart… What does that have to do with Daisuke? Um… on with the fic?) Anyway, Riku was bored, and looked up at the board. Takeshi, who sat near the front, got up, seeing that the teacher wasn't there (and probably wouldn't be for a while), grabbed the weird pole thing they use to pull down the overhead cloth/screen thing that no student living knows or cares what it's called. He stood, twirling it in his fingers.

Riku, for lack of anything better to do, walked up to him. "Give it," she said.

Takeshi shook his head. "No! It's mine!"

"Actually, it's the teacher's—"

"Shut up, Hiwatari-kun." The class said in unison. (Lied again—Sato's back… and apparently he does that A LOT…)

Of course, after ignoring poor Sato, a heroic battle ensued to determine the fate of the metal pole thingy. Everyone watched expectantly… or, everyone except Sato who was reading, Daisuke who was watching Sato read, and Risa who was watching Daisuke watch Sato read, while sitting in the teacher's stool… which we agree was a bad call in retrospect because NO ONE messed with the teacher. ANYWAY, they did some REALLY COOL flippy-turny stuff, and kept snatching at the pole…

And eventually Riku won the fight for the oh so coveted pole thingy. In victory, she went, "HAH!", and turned inhumanly fast with the pole held casually at a dangerous angle… which, in retrospect again, wasn't such a good idea, because she happened to hit the person on the teacher's stool. Which also just HAPPENED to be Risa! (Risa haters-YAY!)

"Oops," Riku said, looking at her sister who had fallen off the stool. She smiled innocently, and helped Risa up. Risa glared, and rubbed her head where she'd been wounded (mortally? The world may never know… actually, there wasn't much important there anyway…)

"WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING?" The teacher yelled from the doorway she had happened to walk through the moment Risa was hit with a pole (BOO! EVIL TEACHER! BOO!).

"Um… Risa needed to be punished?" Riku said. "She was on your stool, see, and…"

The teacher's eyes blazed. "No… one… touches… MY STOOL!"

And so the order of the world was restored—Riku got a gold sticker, Risa got detention for a month, and all was right with the world… except that Satoshi had too much chocolate… (Hm… maybe a new drabble on that?)

Yay! Our first drabble is COMPLETE!

That was funny… especially when –name smudged out- actually knocked –other name smudged out- out of the chair…

Yeah!...or, I assume it was… I'm two grades above you! XD

-tries to drink from cup- Aww… no more root beer? -tries again- No more root beer…

Umm… kkay… ;; Review? Tell us if we should continue?