A/N: This is a collection of drabbles/ficlets originally posted to my LJ. I've put all the light-hearted/humorous stories together in this first chapter. I hope you enjoy them!

Disclaimer: I do not own HunterxHunter.

Pants

"I wish he'd stop trying to get into this girl's pants so we could just leave," Killua said. Gon looked up as he stuck the last spoonful of parfait into his mouth. He joined Killua in watching Leorio and the waitress, studying the two seriously for a few moments.

Out of the corner of his eye, Killua saw Gon turn back to him, a confused expression on his face. He knew something stupid was going to come out.

"I don't think her pants are going to fit him."

Killua smacked his hand against his forehead. Gon was still looking at him, waiting for him to explain what he had meant.

"Nevermind, Gon."

Frosty the Snowman

Killua had finally found a good use for that winter stealth training. With his weapon in hand and his eyes on his target, he treaded the snow carefully. He stopped when his target ran a gloved hand under his runny nose and turned around.

"My snowman's done." Gon had barely finished his sentence when he saw Killua's snowball rushing towards him. He dodged.

His snowman was not so lucky.

Both boys watched as the snowball ripped through the snowman's face. The rest of the head broke apart and tumbled to the ground. Gon looked at Killua, his mouth agape.

"Oops."

Insomnia

Killua shut off the TV and threw the remote to the floor. As he ran a hand through his hair, he groaned.

"What's wrong, Killua?" Gon asked. In the dim light of the room, Killua could make out the other boy's half-open eyes.

"I can't sleep," he said.

"Oh," Gon yawned. "Whenever I couldn't fall asleep, Aunt Mito would pat my tummy."

"And you would go to sleep?"

"Yep."

Killua snorted.

"That is so weird."

"You think so?" Gon said, sounding a little defeated.

Killua let himself fall onto the fluffy hotel pillow. Arms crossed behind his head, he stared up at the ceiling.

A minute later and he looked back at Gon.

"I'll give it a shot."

Books and Ties

"Okay. Which one looks better: red or blue?" Leorio stopped alternating each tie in front of himself and looked away from the mirror at Kurapika.

Kurapika didn't answer, instead keeping his attention on the book before him.

Leorio sighed and let his hands drop to his side.

"Is reading that really more important than making sure I'm coordinated?"

Kurapika nodded.

The ties fell to the floor and Kurapika's hands were suddenly left gripping air.

"Leorio, you have no right to take that," Kurapika said angrily.

The older man ignored him as his eyes raced across the page.

"...Is this porn?"