Seriously, I have an artist and writer's block. Trust me, it's not the best feeling.

4/12/16

Genre: Senseless blabbering / Humour (? Sorta? I'm bad at classifying humour eh, I don't even have one)

Words: 844

Disclaimer: You know the drill… *screams* I DON'T OWN IT!

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Blocks

We all have them.

Rin groaned for the umpteenth time as she put her sparkly white computer on 'hibernate' for what seemed like the hundredth time, laying her chin on the table and sliding across the sleek wooden table, her face showing an expression of defeat.

"Ugh..." She muttered as her headphones slid off her ears, "I hate this."

The girl closed her eyes irritably as a nagging feeling itched at her chest, a wave of anger passing over her as she tried to keep the feeling of shouting out to the world. This feeling was like a knife digging into her soul, an absolutely detestable kind of emotion she hated to feel.

Boredom.

Oh, how she hated it so much. It's the worst kind of feeling to ever experience when you're just out of ideas on what to do that you want to do something, but of course, boredom makes it hard because you can't do anything, let alone think of what to do.

She let out another groan in frustration.

"What's wrong, Rin?" A nonchalant voice asked and she didn't need to look to know it was her younger twin brother, Len. She also knew that he was probably laughing at her expense.

"Nothing..." The blonde replied back rather sullenly to which the boy perked at her sudden mood, "Just... I have a serious case of..."

Len gestured her to go on.

"Blocks."

"…?"

"…"

"Blocks?" He questioned and Rin nodded solemnly.

"Hah..." She sighed, "I have so many blocks! Artist block, writer's block, study block, reading block, gaming block-"

"Everything block?" Len finished and Rin only groaning in agreement, "Really? You sure this isn't just-"

"Don't you dare say that word!" Rin hissed quickly as she turned to look at him with ferocious eyes gleaming with blue fires, "Don't. You. Dare, Len!"

"-Boredom." He said regardless of her dangerous look, folding his arms triumphantly all the while raising an eyebrow at her. Rin only snorted as she covered her ears with her hands, attempting to block out the word that was swirling in her mind and echoing in the vast empty space, void of inspiration which she really needed.

Finally, she couldn't handle it.

"Yes! I'm freaking bored!" She screamed while slamming her hands down on the table at Len who tried to hold back his laughter. For some odd reason, riling up Rin seemed to be a sort of entertainment for him especially the face she makes (usually an angry pout) - not that he's a sadist or anything, "Seriously! I might just die because of it! It's absolutely horrifying! They should put boredom forward as a serious case of sickness, I mean it is torture! I hate it! It's like an itch that you can't scratch because you don't know where it is! And a lot of people suffer from it! Len, help me!"

"Eh... I dunno." He answered back casually.

At his reply, Rin once again looked at him with glaring eyes, as if she was a predator ready to pounce on her prey. Spinning her chair towards him, she jumped into the air while doing some... Err... Cool looking moves - if you could call raising her arms and shaping her hands like claws cool - before landing on him roughly and hard.

Len, who had no time to react at all but stare at her and quickly toss away the game console he was playing on before it could get smashed by a monster on the bed, was squashed against his will.

"Gah!" He grunted loudly from the impact - which hardly hurt him seeing as his sister is light as a freaking feather - and closing one eye as the bed creaked in annoyance from the pressure, "What the hell, Rin?"

The blonde did not respond and instead stood up from the bed, putting her hands on her hips and looking at him with a frustrated look. She glared at him, her nose held high and a pout present on her face. Hmm... Now, what did they name this look? Oh, right, the Daughter of Evil look.

"Hmph!" She harrumphed, "That's what you get for refusing a poor soul's request."

Len narrowed his eyes back at her as he sat himself up, holding himself with his arms on the bed to lift his torso, "Fine. Just write a story or something. And if you want to so bad, why don't you just write about me?"

"Psh. As if I'd want to. I might as well call it, 'Shota love Shotacons!' in which you are the target who captures the hearts of all kinds of men alike." She snarled causing Len to snap at her.

"You wouldn't...!"

"Oh yes, I will. It is your advice, no?"

Len glared at her, his eyes narrowing to slits to which Rin challenged him back by holding her own ground. Sighing, Len threw his legs over the side of the bed to stand up. He knows Rin is stubborn and, if anything, probably would keep her word of creating a story exactly like that and casting him as the main character. A shiver immediately passed through his spine.

Running a hand through his hair, he walked towards the game console he threw, bending down and picking it up. Rin looked at him expectantly.

"Fine." He mumbled, "I'll help you as long as it's not to do with me being a 'shota', okay?"

Rin only beamed gleefully.

I might make this a small oneshot series. Eh, I might continue it but eh... Oh well... Seriously though I have so many blocks I lost count. Call it life block? XD The last chapter was terrible (though I was tired /cough) so I'm gonna try and fix it!

Also, extremely busy for this week and next week (also was busy last week haha). So yeah! Thank you for reading and for the reviews! I appreciate them a lot~