Title: The weird case of the marimo
Characters: Black Hawks-centric
Warning: Crack fic ahoy!
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Konatsu stood in front of the tank; eyes watching the spherical green blobs float along with every movement of the water ripples. There was a soft whir in the background of a filtration pump.
He continued watching them. There were some big blobs, some small, some detached from the blobs floating as strands of algae in the tank. There was a somewhat peaceful feeling inflicted in him as he watched the green algae float without a care for the world.
"Ah Konatsu-sama, have you decided which one you want?"
His concentration was broken by the owner, an honest young man trying to make a decent living.
"There's no need to -sama me"
He answered with a sweatdrop. His attention then drifted back to the tank as he watched one particular marimo.
"Well… I want that one"
He pointed to one in the tank.
"Ah, we will have it delivered as soon as possible"
He seemed to miss the dealer's expression as he watched the particular marimo float and drift along.
Konatsu grinned. This was his last resort. It'd better work.
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He arrived at work early, in a good mood. There was a crowd in front of the Black Hawks office. Some of the officers were pushing and trying to get a better view or moving around and standing on their toes.
He tilted his head slightly.
A crowd gathering in front of the office of the Black Hawks?
Definitely not a good thing.
He weaved his way through the crowd till he got to the front door.
And then he knew why.
There was big tank placed in the middle of the room. Hyuuga was staring at it, absolutely stunned. Kuroyuri kept asking Haruse if he could kill it. Katsuragi merely shook his head.
He gaped. Did he give the wrong address to the dealer?
He must have been writing the Black Hawks office address one too many times.
"This is entirely Hyuuga-shousa's fault" was the only thought going through his mind.
Hyuuga noticed him rooted at the door and gave him a wave.
"Konatsu-chan, what is this?"
He pointed to the tank and then the card addressed to Konatsu.
Konatsu's mouth gaped open and close like a goldfish.
In the middle of the room, was a tank; a giant tank that occupied ¾ of the office. How it managed to get through the door - he had no idea. But it was there.
And in the tank, was a marimo, it could hardly float around the tank because of its sheer size. In fact, all it could do was float from side to side.
"Why is that thing here?"
He felt a cold shiver run down his spine at the sound of that voice. The officers at the door stood at attention as he turned around slowly to see the Chief of Staff standing behind him, glaring at the marimo.
He swore he saw the marimo cower in fear.
"I… I heard that marimo grant wishes… and, I-I-I was trying to get Hyuuga-shousa to do some work"
He trembled under the glare of Ayanami.
He watched as that glare shifted to the smiling Major who had a hand scratching at his head almost sheepishly.
The next sentence had everyone running for their lives.
"Hyuuga, this is your fault"
He had never seen a crowd clear that fast.
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I recently got a marimo and named it 'Burupyaa' hahaha... that actually prompted this fic. asomyrcal and I each wrote a fic to commemorate my marimo, hers is not posted here though :P
