AN/ This came out of nowhere. No I am not continuing it, this is just the beginning to let your thoughts wander.

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Honest to Hedgehog!

If the world was made for people like Mello and Near then Matt was a hedgehog.

Mello was a supposed boy with an obsession for chocolate and a leather fetish – and a temper, a very big temper. Near was the polar opposite. He enjoyed toys meant for eight year olds, white puzzles, and absolutely nothing else. He didn't feel a thing.

Mello and Near were very lucky they were geniuses because they would be total outcasts in the real world.

Then there was Matt. Video game, furry vest, striped shirt Matt. He was a boy who could have come straight out of Hot Topic and Radio Shack and was in that way the only normal person at Whammy's. Too bad Matt likes hedgehogs.

L was the king and he was just as out of place as Matt and Mello but unlike them, L knew he didn't belong in the real world. Matt did, and perhaps that is the reason for his final dissection.

Maybe Matt wasn't the smartest.

Maybe Matt wasn't the most motivated.

Maybe he was a bit lazy and unfocused.

But Matt was chosen by L to be L and that was enough.

. . . Or it would be once Mello finished venting.

"What. The. Hell. Matt!"

"Hrm."

"I mean, you . . . you are third! Near and I . . . we were . . . you aren't . . . "

"Uh-huh."

"What was L thinking making you – no offence – his successor! It doesn't make any sense!"

"Uh-huh."

". . . are you even listening to me?"

" . . . "

"Matt."

" . . . "

"MATT!"

" . . . the hell, Mello!"

Deep breath: in, out, in, out. Good. Mello, despite every thing, liked Matt and didn't really want to blow his brains out with the shiny gun oh-so close to his hand. At least that was what he was trying to tell himself.

"Forget it. Pack your bags, we leaving."

Matt didn't even look up. "Huh? Where we going?"

"Japan you idiot! You're L now; you've got a case to solve!" Honestly!

"Oh. . . Wait! I'm WHAT now?!"

Thousands of miles away Ryuk chuckled eerily and Raito shivered. Some thing wrong was coming; some thing very bad.