Therapy

"Ushishishi~."

"ARGH!!! That's it!" Remu roared, stomping over to the "prince". "You," she grabbed Bel by the Varia coat's hood, "are coming with me." She continued to stomp over to her room and forcefully sat Bel down on her bed while she sat in a wheelie chair, moving it to the front of him.

"Okay, tell me what the hell is wrong with you," Remu demanded.

"Ushishishi~, what is this? Therapy?" Bel grinned, unaffected by how he was forced to sit down.

"No, this is not fricking therapy—you know what? Maybe it is."

"Shishi~"

Whack.

Bel rubbed his head.

Ushishishi~

"Okay, Bel. I'll ask you this again," Remu paused, "How the hell did you come up with your laugh?"

"Who knows?" Bel shrugged, grinning as usual.

"No seriously, because it sounds so creepy and cool at the same time," Remu readied her pencil before her pocket-sized notebook.

" 'Creepy and cool at the same time'? That's good to know," Bel's grin grew even more.

"JUST TELL ME HOW YOU CAME UP WITH IT, DAMMIT!!!" Remu shouted, throwing her notebook at Bel, pencil soon following after.

"Ushishishi~, I to—'' Bel stopped.

"CHYES! I got it recorded!" Remu held a portable voice recorder.

-Extended Ending (Going over the 100 word limit)-

"Ushishishi~, isn't that a sign of obsession?" Bel wrapped his arms around Remu's waist, "You~ like~ me~!"

Whack.

Bel rubbed his head with a sheepish grin.

Hide-and-Seek

"Kakurenbo dai~suki!"

"…What the hell."

"What's wrong, Remu-hime~?" Bel chimed.

"What the hell is up with your Hide-and-Seek issue?" Remu tapped her open notebook with a pencil.

"Not another therapy session~!" Bel whined, throwing three of his knives at the floor.

"HEY! Don't do that," Remu scolded, plucking out the knives carefully before placing them into a drawer.

"Ushishishi~, keeping my knives? That's another sign of obsession, you know~."

"It's because the less knives you have, the less insane and dangerous you are," Remu retorted. "And don't call me hime!"

"Ushishishi~, what a slow reaction."

Whack.

Bel rubbed his head.

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Omgah, Bel abuse. Someone's gonna kill meh. ;; I seriously didn't mean to end my first drabble like that, but then after that, the others just followed suit and … yeah…

That's a lame excuse. Go ahead and kill me for abusing Bel. ;_________; I deserve it!

Anyway, what did you think of them? All were 100 words exactly. :3