On the screen, Light flicked open a porn magazine, and frowned, muttering to himself. Obviously for the camera's benefit, considering he was directly facing it.

L read his lips.

"Cover lied again."

Souichirou looked horrified.

"Seventeen, isn't he? Don't worry, it's perfectly normal," Lawliet informed them.

The investigating team exchanged troubled looks, except for Souichirou, who was still staring at the screen with complete mortification.

Lawliet sighed.

"I did strange things at that age, too. Believe me. This is nothing."

Lawliet wasn't quite sure why this did nothing to comfort them. Didn't they remember being weird at seventeen? He sure did.


Lawliet picked up the Barbie, and admired how completely inhuman she looked- to the point of being absolutely unattractive, in his opinion- before setting her next to Ken.

"Hey, Ken, let's go to the beach!" Barbie said in his best falsetto.

"Sure, Barbie," Ken responded, in as deep a voice as Lawliet could muster.

And, having rigged up the Barbie car to really go zero to sixty in two seconds, he pressed the button on the remote that would make it go and watched as the bright pink car raced around Wammy's house in the course he had set for it, very nearly twisting Mello's ankle in the process, and knocking over Near's latest card tower.

He also managed to knock over Linda's bowl of fruit for a still life she was painting. Oops. She stuck out a particular finger at him, and he smiled back at her. The car shot out of sight around a corner. He waited for a few moments.

Finally, it returned, having knocked over the cookie jar in the kitchen.

He still needed to work on precision, though. Only eighteen cookies had fallen into the car, as opposed to the twenty he had counted in the cookie jar just that morning.

But it should have worked, he'd checked his calculations multiple times...

Unless-

"I TOOK YOUR COOKIES, YOU JERK!" Mello yelled up at him from downstairs. "YOUR CAR RAN OVER MY CHOCOLATE. SO I'M TAKING YOUR COOKIES."

Lawliet shrugged.

"Barbie, you're getting fat from all these cookies."

"I hate you, Ken! It's over!"

Lawliet sighed. When would she ever learn? She needed someone who wasn't just a pretty face. Someone like... his Sherlock Holmes action figure. Yeah. Despite the height difference, they would be perfect for each other.

But Barbie's boyfriend wasn't his concern. The cookies were there, tantalizing, and Ken had already been quite literally flung aside, as had Barbie.

He picked one up and bit into it.

Mm. Chocolate chip.


"Ryuuzaki? Ryuuzaki?"

Matsuda was waving a hand in front of L's face, forcing him to take a quick detour off of Memory Lane.

"Oh. Right. Back to the investigation," L said cheerfully, nodding sagely. "Yup. Seventeen-year-olds are weird."


And with that, L's strangeness was forever cemented in the minds of the other task investigators.

End.


Seriously, though, didn't you ever wonder what L meant when he said he did strange things at age 17?

Okay, maybe not that seriously.