Challenge Name and Number: #039, Puppet
Drabble Title: I've Got No Strings
Word Count: 453
Warnings: None
Pairings: Implied Peachshipping
Author's Note: …I blanked on a title. Again. And this is post-canon ;)
Summary: It was a good idea. The execution of said idea, though, was not.
It was a good idea...he's perfect for the part," grumbled Jounouchi as he swept the mop across the floor.
Honda rolled his eyes but continued mopping up the excess water that his friend was currently splashing across the deserted hallway. He'd heard that line for the better part of an hour now and frankly he was getting tired of replying to the mutters, so he allowed the other boy to continue on with his mumbled rant.
The subject of Jounouchi's sentence happened to be linked to the cultural festival that the school was holding in a few weeks; their class had already decided on performing "Pinocchio" for the festival last week, in fact. Today had been spent deciding on what role would be assigned to each person, and while they had their technical crew they had not yet cast the actors—and that was how they were led to this particular topic.
"Good idea or not, I don't think you handled the execution right," he replied, dipping his mop in the bucket again.
Jounouchi looked over at him indignantly. "He kicked me in the leg and I got a concussion from the whole thing. Why are you on his side?"
"He was justified. I think I'd do that to you too, if I was in his shoes."
"So I went a bit overboard on presenting my idea," said Jounouchi dismissively, limping over to the wall and leaning against it.
Honda's eyebrow arched. "A little overboard? You sat Yugi onto a nearby desk, tied some string on his wrists, then stood over him and began demonstrating how he would be perfect for the role of Pinocchio because he looks and sounds just like a little boy."
"It wouldn't have worked if I didn't show you guys what I was talking about! And I didn't hear Yugi arguing too much—well, aside from the part where he kicked me and I fell off the desk."
"That's because someone suggested that Anzu would be perfect for the role of the Blue Fairy. Then he decided that being Pinocchio wasn't going to be all that bad."
"When did that happen?" asked the blonde in moderate surprise, turning to look at the other teenager.
Honda swept his mop across the floor. "While you were being carried to the nurse's station. You were out cold," he responded, his voice matter-of-fact. He laughed at the irritated but embarrassed look that appeared on Jounouchi's face.
Five minutes later, he wished he hadn't reminded Jounouchi about getting knocked out—the blonde had resumed the under-his-breath rant and there seemed to be no signs of stopping.