A/N: Gyarrrrgh. I hate hot weather. And I hate weather that's like "Look! Clouds!" In the morning and then when I get off the bus to walk the rest of the way to work the sun's shining and it's hot and it's all like "jk!" It makes me sad. And a little annoyed. Well, more than a little annoyed. It makes me want to kill the sun. Or something. Except then I'd be dead, so that'd suck.

Know what else I hate? Writer's block. Yes. The heat is making me kind of depressed and then I get depressed about being depressed, because I know my life isn't that bad compared to a lot of people. And then I'm in this vast pit of sadness and I'm just moping around my house. And then I can't write, which usually brings up my mood, because it's too hot and I'm too depressed and such. Which is really lame.

But I'm okay now. The weather's pretty tolerable. Today work was pretty good and…and none of you care. Sorry. I went off on a little rant. Anyway, the important thing is that I'm updating, though I think this is really craptastic. So yeah.

Oh yeah, and I own nothing. SO THERE.

Lloyd was working on carving a piece of wood, eyes fixed on it, actually concentrating on something. Zelos was lazily watching him, chin propped up on his hands, lying on his stomach, Kratos pretending to read in the corner.

"Lloyd?"

Lloyd's eyes never left the wood he was carving. "What?"

"If I told you you were cute, would you punch me?"

Lloyd didn't even miss a beat. "Yeah."

"Oh," Zelos said, a bit dejectedly. Kratos hid his smile behind his book. Which he was holding upside down. It wasn't like he had any interest in reading it anyway. There was silence for a few moments, then Zelos spoke again.

"How about adorable?"

Kratos's eyes narrowed.

"I'd still beat the crap out of you."

"Oh." Zelos rolled on his back and gazed at the ceiling, pursing his lips. "Hmm."

Lloyd carved a bit more, smiling.

"What if I told you you looked like you'd be great in bed?"

Lloyd snorted, then threw a stray sock at Zelos's head. "Stop trying to distract me. I want to finish this."

Zelos grinned a cheeky grin and opened his mouth to say something more, but Kratos interrupted him by grabbing his foot and yanking him out of the room. Lloyd winced as loud crashes and bangs sounded from the next room, accompanied (of course) by Zelos's screams.

Kratos walked in, looking rather pleased with himself, and returned to his book. A few moments later, Zelos crawled in, looking very…in pain.

"He's really violent, Lloyd…" Zelos whispered, crawling back on the footrest.

Lloyd raised a brow. "So I see."

Zelos groaned and rolled onto his back again. And after a moment, with another grin: "Hey, Lloyd?"

"What?"

"You're cute, adorable, and look like you'd be great in bed."

Kratos threw his book at Zelos's head, sending the redhead crashing to the ground.

Lloyd gave Zelos a sympathetic look—though the ex-Chosen should have known better—and returned to the charm he was carving.

These sorts of events were all too common anyway.

A/N: I'm kind of starting to run out of ideas for this. NOT A GOOD THING. Any requests/suggestions would be totally welcome...-hint hint- Oh, and if you could review, that'd be nice, too. ^^