It's time for another Good Idea – Bad Idea.
Good Idea: Standing on a rooftop in Tokyo.
A soft, nighttime breeze blew across the rooftop, and gently ruffled Ken's hair, while clouds crowded the Tokyo skyline, threatening rain. He stared out at the glittering lights of the Ginza, clenching and unclenching his hand.
Bad Idea: Standing on a rooftop in Tokyo… with a giant chicken.
There was something odd about this mission. Ken switched his gaze to the trench coat clad being on the other side of the roof. And it has nothing to do with the chicken in Aya's clothing… Right. And somewhere in Tokyo a falling anvil kills a mime.
The End.
Besides that, there was no tangible proof that something was wrong. Just a vague, indefinable feeling that they were walking into a trap. And naturally, in his moment of doubt, Omi's voice crackled over the radio, to say the target had moved into position.
Ken turned his wide brown eyes to stare at his partner as it softly clucked in reply. It just clucked? It is a chicken! How come Omi doesn't notice this? I thought he was the smart one! He thought, just before adding aloud, "I am really about to kill someone with a giant chicken."
Seconds later, the trench coat wearing being turned to deliver a withering glare as Omi's voice was heard anew, sounding slightly scandalized. "Ken-kun! That's not a very nice thing to say!"
Oops. Guess I spoke too loud.
Author's Note: *waves* Hope you liked the newest installment of this… oddness.
Oh, don't worry about the "end" in italics. Its just part of the skit!
See You Next Time~!
Sainte Matthewe