I own Death Note. I hope Kira doesn't kill liars, becaus--PHHECK! GRAG! gaaaaaa....
Long drabble. No pairings. Drinking references. Filthy language that would make baby Jesus cry.
Now, without further dudes, the story.
"Jingle Bells"
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Matt shot back the last of his drink, feeling pleasantly… hammered. "Whooooa. Godda lay denn… fer uh minnud. Juss tell … Mello…" The last thing he saw before blacking out was the small Christmas tree in the corner of the room.
Mello strutted back into the living room of the small apartment, quickly taking in the unconscious state of his P.I.C. 4-Life. "Figures." He sat down and took a glance at the camera feed to Misa's apartment. "Nothing." His head perked up. Matt was muttering something in his sleep, but he couldn't make it out… "What the?" "Dashing through Tokyo, on Mello's open sleigh," The blonde's mouth hung open a bit as he listened. "Trying to beat Near, and laughing all the way (ha ha ha)! Lidner's got our backs, she knows what to say… we're camping out to catch Kira in time for Christmas Day! Ohhhhhhh, jingle bells, Kira smells, Rester laid an egg. The Matt-mobile lost a wheel and Misa got away, hey! Jingle bells, jingle bells, Kira's gotta pay. Mello's taking too long, so Matt's here to save the day!"
SMACK!
"Ow! 'At the?" "Shut it, moron. You were singing stupid songs in your sleep." Matt blinked. "I was?" Mello slumped back into the chair and sighed. "Just shut up and get me some chocolate." The redhead stumbled to his feet and gave his superior a half-assed left-handed salute. "Yes, sir." When he got back from the kitchen, he pegged the Hershey's bar at his friend and collapsed on the couch again.
Fin.
I know. Stupid. But screw you, I did it anyway! And there's more stupid to come, so nyeeeh.
Footnotes: "P.I.C. 4-Life" = Partner In Crime for Life.