Much Ado About Somethings

by Holli-chan

There are just those special, rediculous moments we remember together: we cherish them, nobody else cares to hear them, and yet we tell them anyway, just to please ourselves and annoy the dear listener. Random Death Note drabbles of all veriety.

1. Giant Authors Note Of Doom

Giant Authors Note Of Doom:

Okay, peoples, I'd just like to make it clear: this is a place for me to stick all of my random-ass drabbles, oneshots, blurbs and ideas that are piling up way too much with no where to go, but won't really survive on their own. XD I feel like everyone has these, but I'm not just jumping on a bandwagon, it just felt like a good idea! O_O A BANDWAGON THAT'S A GOOD IDEA! :C THAT'S RARE.

Anyways, the updates on this thing will be on and off, and will often be extremely short and random. But hopefully SOMEONE will get kicks out of this thing. :P This is basically just a cure for my writers block XD but it's on and off and only partially effective, like chemo therapy, or depression pills. OH, and i promise i'll do my best not to let this, or any of my other smaller things, get in the way of my bigger projects (Heartburn, for example, shouldn't be delayed by my spazum days). This is basically just how i can get all my randomt houghts out of my head so i can focus on my more serious things :)

Okay, so, there we go, people!

OH, and this is a disclaimer for the entire thing of them:DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DEATH NOTE. I WISH I DID, BUT SADLY, I DO NOT. THIS IS KIND OF OBVIOUS AND REDUNDANT, BUT WHAT-EV-A.

~Holli

Side effects of this story may include: randomness, boredom, bleeding of the eyes, carpal tunnel, loss of vision, exploding of the brain, nosebleeds, unstoppable laughter, lack of oxygen, blindness, social retardation, insanity, suicidal thoughts, and death.

Edit: Alright so apparently you're not allowed to have just authors notes as chapters, so here's this random thing:

Mello sighed and flopped back on his bed. "I'm bored."

Matt frowned, still playing his game. He'd played it so may times he had it memorized. "Me too."

"Ugh," Mello mused.

"Ugh," Matt agreed cleverly.

And, because this fic was basically just space filler anyway, they promptly went back to what they were doing before (Mello imaginging Matt in a playboy bunny suit, Matt playing video game) and no plot proceeded to happen. The end.