This is a prize fic for Alwaysblu, or at least it started that way. It'll be more than a oneshot because I decided to break it up. There will be at least one more chapter, maybe two, since this is now a prize fic, a birthday present, and a holiday ficlet.
Disclaimer: I own only my OCs, and the idea to do this came from Alwaysblu
"Tania, that was a horrifying experience and we are never doing that again," Arlua announced, grimacing. Tania smothered a laugh and composed herself.
"But it's a tradition," she protested as calmly as she could. The technician glared at her.
"Tania Yuuki, I am a computer technician, the girlfriend of a certain insane information broker, the best friend of a man who throws vending machines, and the sort-of-adopted-sister of a guy who drives around with his friends in a van. I try to be open minded, but this idea was pushing it from the start, and I am now covered in this horrid stuff. Do you think I care about tradition at the moment?" she demanded, holding her arms away from her body, partially to emphasize the large amount of chocolate cooling and hardening on her clothes and partially to keep the stuff from spreading.
Tania eyed her chocolate-covered friend and bit back a snicker.
"In all fairness, that was Supai's fault," she pointed out. Arlua gave her an irritated look, then sighed.
"Remind me to send him a computer virus for Valentine's day," the technician muttered.
"Hey, you got plenty made before he decided to practice his shooting and hit the bowl of melted chocolate you were holding -multiple times," Tania pointed out. Arlua scowled.
"Shut up."
"Oh, relax. You can use the flea's nearest bolt hole; I know you've got a key and a change of clothes there," the teacher said with a grin.
"How-" Arlua's expression soured. "Supai." Tania nodded, the look in her eyes entirely too cheerful for Arlua's mood.
"See you in the morning; they'll be set and ready to deliver by then," she assured the technician, who sighed.
"All right. But that brat better not shoot any more of my chocolates," she grumbled. "And don't tell anyone about me having access to his bolt holes!" Her friend raised an eyebrow as if to ask who she would possibly tell.
"Just remember to bribe the brat. Otherwise he might sell the information," Tania advised.
"Great. Thanks for reminding me," Arlua snapped. Then she looked down at the chocolate staining her shirt. "This is going to take forever to get out. At least it's dry now, so it won't spread."
"Don't worry about it. If you and get it, I'll take care of it tomorrow or the day after, okay?"
"Whatever. See you tomorrow," Arlua added, turning towards the door.
"Good bye," Tania replied. Once the door had closes behind the technician, the teacher glances toward the room she knew the young informant was hiding in. "She's gone, Supai."
"I know. And I know she'll thank me later," he replied cheerfully, sticking his head out of the room and grinning. "They both will, unless he screws it up."
"This is the flea. His job is to screw stuff up," Tania pointed out.