Looking down upon L, Light held his hands up in supplication. He edged forward nervously.
'L-what it's important to remember right now is that I didn't mean for that to happen. You also need to remember that you maybe aren't in your right state of mind because of sug-'
'Light-kun attacked me! He attacked me with my own creation!'
Light gawped at L. He was on a roll.
'Light-kun was jealous of the superior mouth-feel of my creation. Jealous! Jealous!'
'L, cal-'
'And so destroyed it!'
L stood up, covered in butter, and it took an immense force of will on Light's part not to laugh.
L pointed an accusatory finger at him.
'This is exactly the sort of thing Kira would do!'
Oh god...he was never going to hear the end of this.
L's hair hadn't helped matters. It was chaotic on a good day but now it was just...inexplicable.
'L, we need to wash your hair.'
'And why do we need to do that Light-kun?!'
'Could it be because Kira doled out righteous justice, righteous justice on my cake?!'
Light winced. Sarcasm from L was never a good sign.
'L, just...'
Think fast, Light.
'Do it L, or I'll tickle you again.'
It had been a low blow, but it had worked. L ran up the stairs quick as a flash.
'Bugger' thought Light, remembering that the bathroom door had a lock. L hated washing, he was just going to hide in the bathroom.
He raced after him faster than he had ever ran in any high school events, managing to dive for his ankle as he was trying to close the door.
'Let me in L. We are washing your hair.'
'I can wash my hair.'
'L, I think none of us want a repeat of...you know...'
L looked down. Last week L's unkemptness had reached levels that could be classified as health and safety risks to himself and others, and Watari had been forced to intervene. Needless to say L had not appreciated this, and Watari had not appreciated the rubber duck he received to the face.
Light hadn't seen L and Watari fall out before, but it certainly made for interesting viewing. L, who put him in mind of a child anyway, had reverted further into infant-hood, hunching in even smaller, and mumbling to an enraged Watari that he was sorry.
Since then L had been quite compliant about his washing habits.
Light looked up and saw L gazing unnervingly down at him, not blinking. He felt something wet hit his back.
What the-
'L, you are dripping butter on me! We are washing your hair now!'
L shuffled into the bathroom, knowing when he was beaten, and Light, attached to his ankle, crawled snakelike on his belly after him.
'This is...I'm Japan's number one student...L...look what you've done to me!'
All Light received in return was a triumphant look from L. He was a sadistic little-
'L, what are you doing?'
L was holding a rubber duck.
It was crime-watch in the bathroom again. Light groped about on the floor for a weapon, and came up with...
A toy boat.
He brandished the boat.
L posed capoeira style with his duck.
Boat vs Duck.
