This is the original version of this fic. . . I thought I'd post it as a bonus chapter, just because I could (:


Humming

Humming was an art better designed for strong vocal cords.

And Blue had strong vocal cords, Green had to note, because Blue sure did hum the hell out of his ear. Though she might have done that to everyone, he wasn't really sure, nor did he bother to figure it out. Because if he discovered that Blue hummed only around him for the soul purpose of agitating him, he'd blow a little fuse in the top of his head that would splotch red across his vision. And of course, all of this would be silent because noise was a form of emotion and emotions were annoying and better left to those who hummed.

Like Blue.

Pesky, humming, Blue.

And then, some stray little thought would cross his mind about how maybe humming wasn't so terrible because sometime (sometimes) Blue wasn't so terrible, which would lead to memories about pesky women flying from the foot of large pink pokemon and fights over things that may or may not have been stolen, and other trivial thoughts, which would then bring Green back to thinking about how terrible Blue actually was, and how annoying humming actually could be, and how Blue always seemed to be humming.

And then, a sound would bubble up Green's throat and he'd have to scowl and push it back down because it was an odd sound. A sound not in character with how he acted, or his thought process behind certain scenarios. It was entirely 'un-Green.' Entirely revolved around a certain brunette who was and was not the cause of some very uncomfortable situations for him, and entirely beyond his interest to want to know why the sound might have occurred.

He discovered also, that this little almost sound that sometimes bubbled up his throat only bubbled around Blue.

Because things like Blue's humming, he was displeased to find out, were contagious.

Like Blue

Pesky, contagious Blue.

"I knew you would hum eventually~!"

Green wondered briefly if he might like that about Blue.