[Penguin Suit]
By: KlebKat
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Beta: [No Beta]
Paring: [Pegasus/Crumpt]
Rating: [Older Teen]
Warnings: [Unusual Coupling, AU, Slash, and OOCness]
Summery: [The only things Mr. Crumpt ever really liked as a child were numbers and penguins...but not single eyed men with helmet like hair.]
Disclaimer: I don't own [Yugioh], [Takahashi-sama] does. ..
A/N: [O_o XD =|?]
He never did like the man; he just liked his looks, long silver hair, handsome face, and suggestive, playful nature. He was a good investment to the Big Five, but this just wasn't in the deal.
Crumpt looked at himself in the mirror, wondering how on this earth he allowed Maximillion Pegasus to get him to wear this ridiculous thing as one of the long ears fell from the top of his head into his face.
The rabbit suit was too snug on him, about a size too small if one were to ask the Kaiba Corp accountant. But if this got him what he wanted most, then he'd wear women's lingerie with a nice, big and fluffy cotton tail ball on his ass with white bunnies hopping all over him.
"You look absolutely adorable!" Came the voice to his right, one too cheerful to hide the dark chuckle. At lest someone found it funny. "You're too...kind, Mr. Pegasus."
"Oh no, not I," the other purred, placing a hand on Crumpt's shoulder. Pegasus gave a gentle but firm push on his shoulder, indicating that he wanted Crumpt to turn and face him. "Yes, perfect! Now all we need is to paint your face!" The winged horse was giddy, slapping his hands together like in prayer and then leaning his head on them. "You make such a wonderful rabbit!"
"Yes, well," Crumpt forced out a cough, "you need to hold out your end of the barging before you go any further with me."
Pegasus twirled around, sauntering back to the door as happy and as gaily as a schoolgirl. "Alrighty then, I'll be back."
Again, Crumpt wondered how the hell a bunny suit got slapped on the bandwagon. He guessed white fur was better than the expected pink fur.
Crumpt turned back to the mirror, giving himself a one over and then looked to the small dresser that held his face paint. Lush brushes and milky liquid was poured into small, round holders. Is Pegasus going to use face paint or real paint? God, I hope he's not that insane.
He pulled a chair out form a nearby desk and moved to sat down when one of his overly large feet hit something that clanged against the floor like metal, leaving an annoying ringing sound in his ears.
Crumpt got down on his hands and knees to search for the item under the desk. He quickly found a silver bowl big enough to fit a bag of popcorn in and pulled it out into the light.
"Carrots?"
"Oh, I didn't want you to know about those yet," he heard Pegasus pout behind him.
The accountant left the silver bowl on the floor as he stood. "Mr. Pegasus," he began to turn around, "I'm a man of dignity and I'm not about to say 'what's up doc?' for your pleas-"
The American had the largest smile on his face, but Crumpt wasn't amused, "That's not a penguin suit."
"Of course it is!" Pegasus laughed, strolling in dressed in black high hills and black, thigh high stockings. He also wore black gloves, a full body, lacy, white apron that only covered what in necessarily need to barely, and a penguin head shaped black hat, which was complete with a yellow, triangular bill and big, simple eyes.
And a rolled up black whip in one hand.
Oh boy...
The other uncurled the whip and wrapped it around his hands, stretching it quickly with a sharp crack. "Now, it's time for us to paint your face...'doc.'"
PENGUIN SUIT