Len Kagamine sat in his room and tapped his pencil on his desk. He was trying to write a song.
How was he supposed to do that?
He never knew how to. That was the songwriters' job. It was his job to sing them.
His sister walked in and poked his back. He jumped.
Rin bobbed Len's ponytail, and he swatted her away. " For the love of my roadroller, get outta my hair. Literally."
She pouted. " Lenny! Come play the Wii with me or something. I'm bored. You don't have to write that song."
Len sighed. " But I want to. I'm going to take a nap. Maybe if I get some sleep, it'll come to me," he said, getting up and shuffling over to his bed.
The twins were left alone at the Vocaloid home. Meiko and Kaito were on some date, Miku was at a photo shoot, Luka was at the library, and Gakupo was grocery shopping.
Rin made a face of pure evil as a thought hit her. " Hope you sleep well, Lenny~!" she exclaimed, closing the door. She went into the laundry room and got out all of Len's shorts, as long as they weren't washing.
She put them in the biggest laundry basket she could find. All of the other Vocaloids' doors were locked; they didn't trust the twins with anything that had to do with their stuff.
Once some time passed, she crept into their room and saw Len, in a deep sleep. He didn't even bother to get under the covers.
Rin quietly opened the drawers, even though Len was a very heavy sleeper. She took out all of his shorts and dropped them in the basket.
She then continued to the most devious part of her plan- she tiptoed over to Len and slowly but surely slipped his shorts off. He groaned, and she began to freak out, but he then rolled over.
The one pair also went into the basket. By then, Len didn't have a single pair of shorts in the house.
He couldn't use anybody else's clothes because the last time he did, he got yelled at by Kaito.
Rin took the basket and placed it at the front door. She waited until she heard Len get up, and ran outside with it.
Len, however, didn't realize the trick until he sat back down in his chair. He thought it was awful uncomfortable, and looked down to see himself in his banana tighty-whities.
He felt his face heat up and went to the drawer to get another pair. He opened it and he gasped.
" RIN!"
She heard him from outside and saw him at his window. " You had better give me back my pants," he said in a devilish tone.
" Come and get em'!"
She had taken his pajama pants, too.
He had nothing to wear. No pants, shorts, pajamas, or even boxers to put on.
He stormed downstairs and opened the door, two shirts tied around his waist. He then began to approach his twin, but she picked the basket up and began to walk away.
" You can't cheat~!" she chirped, waving the basket at him.
Rin shot him an evil smile. He sighed and took the shirts off, revealing his embarassing undies.
" Give me back my pants," he snapped, glaring daggers.
She held up a finger. A car drove by, and the driver was slowing down to look at Len and laugh at him.
They drove off and Len scowled at Rin. " Give em' here right now or so help me I will eat every orange in our house."
Rin tensed up at the threat of losing her beloved oranges, and she finally gave the clothes to him. " Fine. I feel so accomplished now."
Len glared at her one last time and stomped back in the house.
When he had shorts on and they were put away, he sat back down at his desk.
He thought for a couple seconds, then came up with a perfect song idea:
Give Me Back My Pants.
