So, sometimes I write fanfictions that are to short to be called one-shots. So I decided, hey, why not do one of those drabble things? XD So yeah. This is my 101 Psychoshipping Drabbles. Wether or not I'll ever write 101 and is completely up for debate o_O Can't say how often I'll update. Review's make me want to continue ;D
Disclaimer: I'll say this once and only once. I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT VERY VERY VERY VAGUE PLOTS!
"...y'know, most people snuggle up to keep warm." Came the flat, pointblank statement. Two sets of eyes swivelled to blink at the speaker who was standing in the doorway, arms folded over his chest, eyes surprisingly void of any emotion.
Slowly the two looked at each other then back to the new arrival. "Well...yeah...but this is a lot prettier." The younger of the two was the first to point out, and his companion nodded in agreement.
"It's also a lot more destructive." Countered the shorter of the three, voice still lacking any actual feeling, as if he was saying this because it was expected of him and not because he actually cared.
"It's also a lot warmer." "And if we snuggled-" "-We wouldn't be able to control ourselves-" "-And which would you rather walk in on?" "This-" "-Or us having sex?"
It took a moment for the other to respond, simply because the constant switch in who was talking proved to be a little mind bending.
Finally Yami heaved a loud sigh, shaking his head at the identical grins on Marik and Bakura's faces.
"I suppose - but was lighting the couch on fire really necessary?"
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