A/N: This is a little piece of nothing, really. I do not own any of the bands or artists named within.
Over by the stereo (the 10-cd tray having been filled to capacity), there was a battle about to be joined.
The first volley was fired by Malik.
"How about Motley Crue?"
Yami no Malik snorted. "Vince Neil is a bloated old hag. Put on Slayer."
"Slayer is a bunch of screaming assholes. We're listening to Motley Crue."
"I happen to like Skeletons of Society." Isis' voice came from the kitchen, as she put her two cents' worth into the conversation. Unsurprisingly, neither of the Maliks paid her any attention.
Yami no Malik reached out and pressed 'select.' "Slayer. Get over it."
"Cocksucker."
Yami no Malik smirked. "Was that an invitation?"
Malik's reply, while emphatic, was decidedly non-verbal