Disclaimer: ::sigh:: MUST I say it?? I. OWN. NOTHING.

Nikky's author-y note: Weeeehee!! My fic writing time!! Ya so the usual rules are there, read, try to enjoy, and review, PLEASE review! OR ELSE ::gives evil eye:: 'k! ~~

Crawford: ::on phone w/ Takatori Reiji (b/c I SAID SO that's WHY) talking business:: :playing with a Rubik's cube:: (however you spell that cube puzzle thingy..)

Takatori: blah blah blah job blah blah blah money blah blah blah do it!!

The above is basically all that Brad heard. He had been playing with that cube for months, trying to solve the blasted thing. Then...

Crawford: ::slides last row of red together and looks around the cube:: ::gasp!:: I did it.. ::is astonished:: I DID IT!! ::points at cube, holding phone to ear with shoulder:: I MADE YOU MY BITCH!!! YEAH!!!

Takatori: .... Crawford... what the hell are you doing...?

Crawford: ::blinks:: ehhh.. ::sits cube down:: erm.... yes.. ::trying to regain his business like composure:: Ahhhh, money, protect that guy, kill the other, okay, I'm on it, bye. ::hangs up:: o_o;;; shit that was bad..

Nagi: ::in his room:: o__o;;; I.. Didn't hear anything.. Hai.. ::resumes trying to remain sane::

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Nikky: YAY! A short type SHORT!! 'K, gtg. REVIEW!! Ja! ::runs off::