Warnings: use of the word "fuck," and, it's stupid. 'Kay!


"Matt Tuesday"

Wammy's top second and third students sat back, various beeps and clicking sounds breaking the otherwise silent air. A thin ribbon of smoke curled around Mello as he lifted a luscious chocolate bar to his lips. "Hey Mells—maybe you should give up chocolate for Lent; you're Catholic, right?" Mello stopped. "Yeah, and maybe you should give up cigarettes and video games! Fuckin' idiot." "Sure!" The blonde jerked his head to stare at his deranged friend. "Tomorrow's Mardi Gras—we get to cram ourselves full just for the hell of it! We don't have to give 'em up. C'mon, it'll be fun!" Mello thought for a second. "Snarfing down chocolate for a whole day does sound like fun…" "Killer! I'm goin' to the store!"

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"Nnng… ooooohhh… Matt—this was a horrible idea…" Mello moaned from the floor, surrounded by hundreds of candy wrappers. Nearly twice as many cigarette butts littered the layers between them. Matt was curled around the toilet bowl, trying not to leave bloody fingerprints on the porcelain. "Yeah… but it was fun, right? Oh God—" "Mmaaaaatt… I hate you." Mello blocked his ears from the sound of retching. "Fuckin' idiot."


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