A Night On The Town
(or Why You Should Never Get Mello Drunk In Switzerland)
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It's late and it's dark and he honestly doesn't have a clue where the fuck he is. Somewhere in... Europe. European. Ha. That's a joke, isn't it? In English...
Well, at least his drinking companion's still there. Mello is not attractive when he's drunk, at all, and if Light thought he had a sailor's vocabulary before this debacle, it's nothing compared to what the teen's proclaiming to the world in general now. And heaven help the poor laundrywoman who gets stuck with his wrecked leather suit after all this is over.
On the other hand, the laundrywoman's probably pretty damn lucky she's not here with him, given Light is currently bearing witness to what can only be described to be the most idiotic break-in ever.
"Erm... Mells?"
"Shuddup." the blonde creaks open a hatch. "'N don' call me Mells..."
"All right, Mello," Light blinks, steadying himself against another wave of dizziness. "What the hell are you doing?"
"What's it bloody look like I'm doin'?"
Light stares at him, then at the locks he's working on so intently. "No fucking clue."
Mello gives him a look like he's stupid. "Blowing up the world, dumbass."
"How, exactly?" At Light's continued confusion, Mello finally stops what he's doing and turns to look at him properly.
"Behind this door is the Hadron fucking Coll..." he swallows, and remembers the word "Collider. There's a one in several million chance that it could blow up 'n' destroy the whole fucking world. An' I'm gonna be the one to make it happen." he nods determinedly to no-one in particular. "Even if I can't beat Near, I'm still gonna go down in hist'ry!"
Light blinks a few more times, trying and failing to see the flaw in the logic that he knows is very present in that argument, before giving up. "Alright then."
And with that brilliantly witty parting shot, he leaves for the hotel. Any hotel. L can bloody pay for it in the morning.
Said morning brings with it one hell of a hangover along with a very disgruntled, very smelly Mello. Some part of Light's brain behind the pounding headache is vaguely pleased the world hasn't actually been turned into a black hole of immense proportions, and somehow manages to formulate a question as to why.
Mello, however, being more used to the whole hangover business, gets there first, and with his very dirtiest look and a good deal of cursing, asks Light just why he thought fit to not mention the fact that the hatch he so painstakingly unlocked the night before in fact led to the Winchester sewage system.