So Quicquidlibet and I decided that we wanted to do a piece where we both take the same prompt and the same fandom, use our own preferred character, and write a one shot to correspond with each other. Hers is called "Born of Fire". I suggest you check it out to see just how different/alike strange minds can be.

So here's the first of many:

"Bacon" and "Complication".

I do not own DeathNote. But I do own bacon and a complicated mind.


I never realized that bacon could be deadly.

But once I took into consideration that bacon contained bacteria and a fat-laden nutritional content, both of which could potentially lead to disease and death, bacon just wasn't worth eating anymore.

Mello, on the other hand, liked the stuff.

Once we reached the hallmark of sixteen years of age, we were allowed to move into the larger rooms on the upper levels of our dwelling. These rooms were like apartments, with a kitchen, a bathroom, and a lounge area. I often spent weeks without ever having to leave my room.

And for whatever reason, Mello insisted on cooking bacon in my kitchen.

The first time he ranted about technology and his roommate.

The second, about marshmallows.

The third, it was about mud and penguins.

The fourth, about traffic signs.

By the eleventh time, he had a pack of the meat in my refrigerator.

The fifteenth, his frying pan had its own place in my cupboards.

The eighteenth time, he offered to share. I didn't reply.

The nineteenth and twentieth times he was silent.

He didn't come back for a twenty-first time.

This, of course, posed a problem.

His frying pans and bacon were still occupying my storage space.

I finally ventured over to his room with the intent to ask him to remove his property. Instead, I stumbled upon him singing and cooking bacon on his own stovetop.

Upon seeing me, he began to rant about bags and threw whatever he could get his hands on at me.

I barely dodged a faceful of sizzling bacon and frying pan.

Then he stormed into the bathroom, ranting about wool.

What a complicated person.

Who liked deadly food.