DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LUCKY STAR. IT'S KAGAMI YOSHIMIZU'S PROPERTY. THIS IS A FANFICTION.
"Hey, Matsuri."
"Hm?"
"What is that?"
"What?"
"That."
"That what?"
"That pile of clothes on the floor!"
"Ohh… That."
"Yeah. What is it?"
"So… You want to know what that pile of clothes is doing on the floor?"
"…Do I have to punch you?"
"Nope."
"Good."
"…"
"ANSWER ME!"
"Oh! Right. It's… Laying there, I guess."
"…You know what, never mind. Pick it up and put it in your wardrobe, already."
"Why?"
"Because it's yours, isn't it?"
"Ohh, so just because it's near my room it has to be mine now?"
"…What?"
"I see the judgment in your eyes, sis."
"What are you talking about?"
"The great and mature Inori thinks she knows it all, huh?"
"Matsuri, I'm starting to get mad at you. Just pick the damn clothes!"
"But they're not mine!"
"Then whose clothes are those, then?"
"I dunno."
"Well, I don't know either. So you'll be a nice person and pick it up from the floor before I get even more annoyed at you."
"Why can't you do it yourself?"
"Because I'm busy."
"Doing what?"
"TRYING TO PUT SOME SENSE ON YOUR HEAD."
"Alright, alright, geez! You need to learn to calm down, Inori-nee-san."
"Yeah, look who's talking…"
"…"
"…"
"…"
"You're really not picking them up?"
"They're not mine."
"Prepare to feel pain, Matsuri."
"Wait! Ok, ok, I'll get them!"
"Finally."
"But first, I just want to know why you came to me in the first place."
"…What?"
"The clothes could be Kagami's. Or Tsukasa's. But instead of asking them after I said they weren't mine, you just stood here, arguing with me over this subject for at least five minutes now! Don't you think that's a bit unfair?"
"Well…"
"Plus, who knows what's in there? Kagami could've planted a bomb or something. We need to be careful with that one…"
"Ok, just what are you talking about now?"
"I mean, how can we be sure Kagami is even our sister? She could've been waiting for this moment for a long time! The moment to get us off guard… Ready to blow us up!"
"You saw her when she was being born, Matsuri."
"…It could be all a trap. She could've brainwashed us!"
"You really need help."
"No, I mean it! …What are you doing?"
"What I should've done instead of arguing with you. Picking up the damn clothes."
"Inori, wait!"
BOOM
"…"
"…What the…?"
"I told you it was a bad idea picking up those clothes. Now look what you've done! There's soap powder all over the place! Who's going to clean that now, huh?"
"…How did you know it was soap powder?"
"…Eh…"
"…"
"…Um… What was the question, again?"
And that's when Inori darted towards her favorite sister down the hallway.
Because when I'm hyper and have a Geography test the next day, the ideas flow! WEEEEEEEEEEE!
And because I'm with a writer's block at the moment. I HATE WRITER'S BLOCK *throws a Pokéball at it*
I HOPE I DON'T CATCH YOU. AND THEN YOU RUN AWAY. AND I NEVER FIND YOU AGAIN.
Anyways. Hope you enjoyed this completly random story about these two completly random characters who I happen to actually love. Thank you.
- TSL