Looseleaf

XXXXIII. Stick

"Matt. What the hell?" Mello stood, looking bewildered, in front of the gamer, who was kneeling and playing with...sticks. There was one in each of his hands, one sloppily colored red and the other yellow.

Matt looked up, a trace of embarrassment in his eyes. "Oh, hey Mel."

"Again: what the fuck?" Mello sat down next to him.

Matt shrugged. "It's entertaining." He made the red-colored stick 'face' Mello and added in a squeaky voice, "Yeah, it's entertaining. Join meeee!"

Mello rolled his eyes. "I should stab you with these sticks right now..."

"But you won't!" Matt said, pushing the yellow-colored stick towards Mello. "Here's yours."

Mello hesitantly recieved it. He looked at Matt. "What now?"

"Make it talk, silly!"

Sometimes, Mello seriously doubted Matt's sexuality.

Though somehow, fifteen minutes later, he found himself quite enjoying playing with the sticks.