YO YO! NO NO!
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of MAZICA PARTY.
Pairing: Established Kezuru x Cratch.
Summary:
Cratch doesn't hide what kind of character he is. Kezuru doesn't care.
Balloonya was the cute, appealing character.
Discou was the rapper character.
Fukulock was Class President.
And Supp and Pryce were the small fry characters whose bullying would backfire and land them in a humiliating situation, as it did for the second time when they challenged Cratch to show them his spirits, nearly soiling their robes at Cratch's summoning of Wanisuke.
"Oooh, oooh! Do me! Do me!" Kezuru danced around (really spinning around). "What character am I?"
"Let's seeā¦In manga and anime, your type is obviously the protagonist character. You're hotheaded, reckless, and easy to get along with, yet also gullible, clueless, and overconfident."
"Then what about you, nya?" Balloonya floated into Cratch's airspace. "You've got a bad mouth, and don't act like the best friend in 3 Piece!"
"I'm not your shy best friend character or sidelined sidekick. I'm the one with a dark self, hm-hm-hm!"
"So you're the friend who becomes the bad guy Kezuru has to save? It fits! You already had that mask controlling you, nya!"
Cratch punctured Balloonya's head.
"Balloo-balloo-balloo!" The cat-shaped balloon swelled back into shape. "Don't burst me, nya!"
Mean glee filled Cratch's scrunched features.
"I have it!" It struck Fukulock like slowed-down lightning. "You're the manipulative boyfriend character, de aru!"
"The manipulative boyfriend, hey? Is he right, Ke-zuru?" Cratch didn't refute the categorization because it was categorically true.
"Right!" Kezuru whooped.
Fukulock raised a wing over his watch face. "Kezuru, you're a bigger airhead than Balloonya."
"Cratch's Law #803: Kezuru is happy being my tool!"
"And he isn't even wearing the mask, nya!" Balloonya cried.
"Seriously, I can think of seven billion uses for Mitsubear's slippery honey other than sweetening a bad-tasting brew or dotting Wanisuke's wheels! How about it, Kezuru?"
"Okay!"
"YEAHHHHH! One more chance to scratch!" Cratch twirled his Mazica Gear and pointed it up.
"YO YO! Tone down the insinu-a-tions! NO NO! Pretty soon, you'll get hit with Mazica Academy ex-pul-sions!" Discou beatboxed.
"If this were a manga or anime, he just scored us a warning label for content sensitive viewers might find objectionable!" Fukulock regretted Cratch's guilefulness.
