Omi and Nagi took one sweeping glance around the basement of the Koneko,
their eyes falling on a familiar sea-green head.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Omi asked his voice icy.
"I couldn't find what Nagi wanted. I remembered that Weiß are kitties, so there would be kitty food where Weiß was. So I came back here."
The boys looked from Tot to each other and back.
"Well, you gotta admit, she DOES have a point." Nagi muttered.
Yoji's voice piped up. "What took ya so long? We've been waiting for over fifteen minutes!"
Manx sighed. "Well, let's see what everyone found."
The groups set their items out on a table so the women could look through them.
"Okay." Birman began calling out the items while Manx marked them off on the lists. "Omi's group: license plate, Pocky, policeman, and credit card."
"HEY! THOSE WERE OURS! THEY STOLE 'EM!"
"CRAWFORD, SHUT UP! KEN LEFT 'EM ON THE GROUND! FINDERS KEEPERS!"
"Stupid blonde brat."
Nagi glared at Brad. "Excuse me?"
The precog looked away, "Nothing."
"Brad's group: license plate, Freude, penny, cat food, blossoms, Disney movie, yaoi doujinshi, movie ticket stub, parking ticket, and a picture of . a moose? Why a moose?"
"Don't look as us!" Neu stated, hands in the air, "It was Crawford's."
"Whatever. Schuldig's team: Freude, cat food, penny, Polaroid of Abyssinian. I won't ask. yaoi doujinshi, license plate."
"Soccer freak here blew it for us. If you hadn't given our stuff away, we would've won. Instead, we're stuck playing their damn games. AGAIN."
"Shut up, Schöen."
"Soccer freak."
"Scar face.
Schu telepathically froze them in place. "Both. Of. You. Shut. Up!"
"Um, Manx?" Aya asked curiously, "What about Farfarello's group?"
"We didn't find anything." Hell said with a sigh.
"My string broke."
"We hurt God."
Violet eyes widened. "Forget I said anything."
Birman smiled. "And the winners are. Brad, Aya, and Neu! Congratulations! The three of you have the option of sitting out on the next game."
"What is it? Will it hurt God?"
"I thought I told you to quit that!"
"But it hurts."
"DON'T SAY IT!"
*sigh* "You said you'd try my dessert when we came back."
Tot looked to Manx and Birman. "Can I eat? I'm very hungry."
"Food first, then games," Ken agreed.
~
Hell stared apprehensively at the box on the table. A rather pungent. aroma.drifted out from inside. //Do I really want to do this? You did promise him, though.// Slowly, she picked up a plate.
Farfarello was grinning like an idiot. He had refused to tell anyone what it was, nor what ingredients were in it, and now someone was going to try it. Opening the box, he removed the large covered pan.
She bit her lip as Farfie cut her a piece of something that looked suspiciously like Buffalo wings. Sniffing lightly and deciding that it could've been worse. much worse. she cautiously took a bite.
Ken and Tot nearly pushed her out of the way to get a piece. Both claimed they were "starving". After receiving their food, they retreated to the comfort of the sofa to eat.
Aya eyed the dish with disdain. It didn't look very appetizing to him. That and he didn't want to ruin his girlish figure. Instead, he stood to one side and drank can after can of Mountain Dew. He wouldn't get fat, but he'd probably end up spending some quality time in the bathroom, with as much as he drank.
Schöen and Neu finally caved to peer pressure and tried some. They took their plates and went to sit with Hell.
The rest of Schwarz and Omi contented themselves with snacking on chips and pretzels.
Schöen was the first to speak. "You know, this is actually pretty good, Farf. My compliments."
Farfie gave her a huge grin and decided to finally tell them his secret. "Thank you. It hurts God."
Everyone stopped and stared at him.
"What is it?" Neu asked warily.
"Well, a few days ago, we were talking about the party. I asked Crawford what we would do about togas and this guy popped out of nowhere. It hurt God to see him die, but I didn't have anywhere to put him, so I stuck him in the freezer in the basement. When Crawford said I could cook, I remembered that he was still in the freezer. Funny thing is, I thought that he'd taste different, but. he just tastes like chicken."
There was a long silence, then a rush to the bathroom.
Farfie looked at Ken and Tot, who were still sitting on the couch. They seemed completely unfazed by what had just transpired. Farf arched an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to run to the bathroom like everyone else?"
"Huh? What? Oh. I guess they ate too much. By the way, Farf, this is really good." Ken hadn't paid much attention to Farfarello's explanation.
"Why?" Tot asked innocently. "I don't have to go."
He tipped his head to the side, and sat down between Tot and Ken, putting an arm around each or their shoulders. "Ya know, this could be the start of a friendship that'll really hurt God."
"What the hell are you doing here?" Omi asked his voice icy.
"I couldn't find what Nagi wanted. I remembered that Weiß are kitties, so there would be kitty food where Weiß was. So I came back here."
The boys looked from Tot to each other and back.
"Well, you gotta admit, she DOES have a point." Nagi muttered.
Yoji's voice piped up. "What took ya so long? We've been waiting for over fifteen minutes!"
Manx sighed. "Well, let's see what everyone found."
The groups set their items out on a table so the women could look through them.
"Okay." Birman began calling out the items while Manx marked them off on the lists. "Omi's group: license plate, Pocky, policeman, and credit card."
"HEY! THOSE WERE OURS! THEY STOLE 'EM!"
"CRAWFORD, SHUT UP! KEN LEFT 'EM ON THE GROUND! FINDERS KEEPERS!"
"Stupid blonde brat."
Nagi glared at Brad. "Excuse me?"
The precog looked away, "Nothing."
"Brad's group: license plate, Freude, penny, cat food, blossoms, Disney movie, yaoi doujinshi, movie ticket stub, parking ticket, and a picture of . a moose? Why a moose?"
"Don't look as us!" Neu stated, hands in the air, "It was Crawford's."
"Whatever. Schuldig's team: Freude, cat food, penny, Polaroid of Abyssinian. I won't ask. yaoi doujinshi, license plate."
"Soccer freak here blew it for us. If you hadn't given our stuff away, we would've won. Instead, we're stuck playing their damn games. AGAIN."
"Shut up, Schöen."
"Soccer freak."
"Scar face.
Schu telepathically froze them in place. "Both. Of. You. Shut. Up!"
"Um, Manx?" Aya asked curiously, "What about Farfarello's group?"
"We didn't find anything." Hell said with a sigh.
"My string broke."
"We hurt God."
Violet eyes widened. "Forget I said anything."
Birman smiled. "And the winners are. Brad, Aya, and Neu! Congratulations! The three of you have the option of sitting out on the next game."
"What is it? Will it hurt God?"
"I thought I told you to quit that!"
"But it hurts."
"DON'T SAY IT!"
*sigh* "You said you'd try my dessert when we came back."
Tot looked to Manx and Birman. "Can I eat? I'm very hungry."
"Food first, then games," Ken agreed.
~
Hell stared apprehensively at the box on the table. A rather pungent. aroma.drifted out from inside. //Do I really want to do this? You did promise him, though.// Slowly, she picked up a plate.
Farfarello was grinning like an idiot. He had refused to tell anyone what it was, nor what ingredients were in it, and now someone was going to try it. Opening the box, he removed the large covered pan.
She bit her lip as Farfie cut her a piece of something that looked suspiciously like Buffalo wings. Sniffing lightly and deciding that it could've been worse. much worse. she cautiously took a bite.
Ken and Tot nearly pushed her out of the way to get a piece. Both claimed they were "starving". After receiving their food, they retreated to the comfort of the sofa to eat.
Aya eyed the dish with disdain. It didn't look very appetizing to him. That and he didn't want to ruin his girlish figure. Instead, he stood to one side and drank can after can of Mountain Dew. He wouldn't get fat, but he'd probably end up spending some quality time in the bathroom, with as much as he drank.
Schöen and Neu finally caved to peer pressure and tried some. They took their plates and went to sit with Hell.
The rest of Schwarz and Omi contented themselves with snacking on chips and pretzels.
Schöen was the first to speak. "You know, this is actually pretty good, Farf. My compliments."
Farfie gave her a huge grin and decided to finally tell them his secret. "Thank you. It hurts God."
Everyone stopped and stared at him.
"What is it?" Neu asked warily.
"Well, a few days ago, we were talking about the party. I asked Crawford what we would do about togas and this guy popped out of nowhere. It hurt God to see him die, but I didn't have anywhere to put him, so I stuck him in the freezer in the basement. When Crawford said I could cook, I remembered that he was still in the freezer. Funny thing is, I thought that he'd taste different, but. he just tastes like chicken."
There was a long silence, then a rush to the bathroom.
Farfie looked at Ken and Tot, who were still sitting on the couch. They seemed completely unfazed by what had just transpired. Farf arched an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to run to the bathroom like everyone else?"
"Huh? What? Oh. I guess they ate too much. By the way, Farf, this is really good." Ken hadn't paid much attention to Farfarello's explanation.
"Why?" Tot asked innocently. "I don't have to go."
He tipped his head to the side, and sat down between Tot and Ken, putting an arm around each or their shoulders. "Ya know, this could be the start of a friendship that'll really hurt God."