One piece of macaroni, two piece of macaroni, three piece of macaroni, four piece of macaroni, NUT!
"What are you doing?" Aizawa asked Yamamoto curiously, watching the man make a macaroni necklace.
"I'm stringing macaroni onto a string like beads, so that I can wear it to ward off evil spirits," Yamamoto replied. "Now I'm trying to string on a peanut. I need to slide the nut through the hole on the piece of macaroni, so it's inside it.
Aizawa didn't seem to know what to say. He didn't suppose "what the fuck" would sound very professional. "Uhm…"
That's when Matsuda came up behind the young officer. Matsuda was now regarded as one of the people Yamamoto looked up to, despite his rather morose disposition. According to the others, Matsuda hadn't always been that way, but ever since the end of the Kira case, he didn't very much speak to anyone unless it was work-related.
Matsuda softly put a hand on Yamamoto's back. "I know what you're trying to do," he whispered, "but if there's one thing the first L taught me, it was that you can't string nuts through macaroni."
| Fin |
Alright. So. When I wrote this, I think that I intended some very deep, abstract meaning to be woven in. And I did.
But then I fell asleep immediately after writing it. And now that I've woken up, I cannot remember for the life of me what that deep meaning was. ._. ; It kind of just looks like crack, now… but! I swear, I did intend for it to have a subtle message. Erm. I just can't quite figure out what I was thinking at the time.
Maybe someone has a guess? ^ ^; Thank you for reading!
~Ratt Kazamata, 12/03/2011