Theme: Fluffy

Written for: Yuu13

Characters: Haruna and Abe (totally platonic)

Warnings: … um none? Oh wait. There are a few references to a god, but you have to wait until the end to find out which one.

"So we're missing practice for that?" Abe grunted, pointing to the pastel colored fluff being held to his face.

"Of course," the one holding it to his face cackled. "I thought we needed a little break, Takaya."

Abe bristled. He hated it when this person thought they had the right to call him by his given name. They weren't friends exactly. They weren't family llike the candystore owner had tried to insinuate. They sure as hell weren't lovers. In fact in his opinion they were barely a battery.

Yet here they were. Together in a candy store looking for supposedly the greatest confection in all the universe so, as the one who had dragged him there put it, they could bond. He also claimed that the best way to bond with someone was over candy and slacking off.

"What's so good about this stuff anyway?" abe demanded, batting the foodstuff away.

The jerkoff pitcher's eyes widened in shock, "What's so good? What's so good!"

"Calm down Haruna, you're making a scene!" Abe hissed.

"Calm down?" Haruna exclaimed. "How can I calm down when my BEST FRIEND-"

"I'm not your best friend,"

Haruna continued undeterred, "-Is a low down dirty rotten nasty gutter butt trollop?" Haruna paused to think over his words. "No wait, you're even less than the common night walking trash. You're a BLASPHEMER!"

Abe shook his head, "Once more I am not your best friend."

Haruna ignored him as he cupped his hands around his mouth to scream to the heavens, "Forgive me lord, my Best Friend for his dirty rotten crimes against your word that cotton candy is the greatest candy in your world and his denial!"

Abe sighed, "How can I be in denial about that stuff if I've never had it?"

Since Haruna had been still shouting to his god at the top of his lungs about using his noodley appendage ("What god has a noodley appendage?" Abe wondered) to make Abe convert to the saccharine goodness and leave behind his terrible life in the closet about his feelings towards the sweetest thing in all the universe Abe thought the crazed pitcher wouldn't have heard, but he did and boy did he react.

"What do you mean, 'I've never had it'?" Haruna asked slowly and quieter than Abe had ever heard himself speak.

"I… um… never had cotton candy before," Abe said more submissively than he ever thought that he could sound.

Haruna's mouth made a little o of surprise and possibly disbelief and grabbed Abe's wrist. Before he could voice any protests (though he knew that they'd fall deaf ears since Haruna had that look in his eye [and by that look Abe meant his "you're gonna do what I want to because I'm Motoki fucking Haruna and if you have a problem with that you can lick it, suck it, or fuck it" look]) Abe was back in the candy shop looking for cotton candy.

"Let's see…" Haruna mused. "What would be a good flavor for a N00B like you?"

Abe noticed that the cotton candy in Haruna's hand was a soft pink and all the colors that they were looking at were all blues and purples. What was that supposed to mean? And why couldn't he choose for himself? Did Haruna think that he was just some stupid kid who couldn't think without him holding his hand? He wasn't allowed to stew for very long though because just when he was getting to yet another inner question Haruna tugged him away, paid for the confection, and took him outside.

"Okay Takaya, close your eyes and stick out your tongue," Haruna grinned.

"Why should I?" abe countered, thinking of all the things that could be done to him if he were to do as he was told, and none of them were especially pleasant.

"Because," Haruna sighed. "the experience works a lot better if you have no preconceptions, so close 'em!"

Abe grudgingly obeyed and quickly felt something on his tongue. He wanted to open his eyes to see that it wasn't something it wasn't supposed to be when something unexpected happened. He could feel the candy melting on his tongue and the taste was spreading across his taste buds like octopus arms. He could definitely taste two different things: bubble gum and what he assumed to be the natural taste of the cotton candy.

Abe's eyes fluttered open, "No way…"

He could barely believe it. Haruna was right.

"Told ya so," Haruna chuckled, lightly punching Abe's arm. "Now shut up and bask in the greatness of the holiest candy in-"

"All the universe," Abe finished for him, taking another bite of the cotton candy.

Haruna grinned thanking the FSM, "You got that right Takaya,"

Okay did you catch which god? The FSM is the Flying Spaghetti Monster and is a satirical deity who blesses all with his Noodly Appendage. Haruna being a Pastafarian was just too silly an idea to pass up.