~~POOR TAJIMA~~
Fanfic: 1364
Rating: T/M
Summary: Poor Tajima...why does he always seem to say the worst possible thing and set Abe into a homicidal rampage? At least Mihashi had been holding the bat.
Character(s): hinted Mihabe, Abe vs. Tajima
Genre(s): general, humor.
Date Written: 15 June 2011
Date Published: 17 June 2011
Word Count: 211
Dedication: to baby-sitting! And pools.
AN:/: And the one bratty kid you wish would STFU.
"I'm just sayin', anyone else notice how it's always 'my Pitcher?'"
The team cringed as they yet again tried to warn their beloved prodigy of the impending doom lurking just behind his back. The poor kid had * just * been released from the infirmary from the last time he made a crack about the closeness of Nishiura's battery.
Hanai gulped audibly as the murderous intent grew within Abe's "I eat yo' babies" face. Actually, the entire team showed their wisdom—gasp—and retreated to the outfield. Far from home plate...Abe's domain.
Mihashi's squeak alerted the much shorter kid to the danger behind him.
Tajima winked. "Eh, Abe, have fun dropping the soap for * your * pitcher?"
Tajima "fell" onto Abe's fist. Repeatedly. With great enthusiasm, the others would add later as they helped the team idiot back to the nurse.
"Well, " Tajima spat through a wad of blood. "At least Mihashi had the bat."
The others shuddered. They could only imagine...