"Abbildung"

-Stefanie

Omi looked around and made sure the others were ready. He and Yohji were on one team, while Aya and Ken were paired up for this. "All right," he said after seeing that they were waiting for him to give the go-ahead. "Begin."

Aya started, his face set in determination. Ken studied his movements, waiting until he could better make out what the redhead was trying to do.

"What is that?" Ken wondered after a few seconds. Aya said nothing, only concentrating on his task. "Aya, what is that?" Again, no answer, not that he expected one.

From where he was, Yohji couldn't get a good look, but he got enough of one to comment. "It looks like someone killed a watermelon." He recieved a violet-eyed glare in response.

"Yohji-kun," Omi sighed. "Give them time."

"They don't have that much left."

"Shut up!" Ken shot at them. "Quit interrupting and I might have a chance!" He returned his attention to Aya. "It *does* look like someone killed a watermelon," he murmured, earning himself a glare.

"Thirty seconds!" Omi warned.

"It probably wasn't very fair to pair those two off together for this," said Yohji idly.

Ken growled in frustration and stared hard at Aya. "How am I supposed to do anything when I can't even figure out what *he's* doing?"

"You have to guess," Aya said, not pausing, "and quit whining that you can't."

Sighing, Ken focused. He looked through the murdered watermelon appearance and made out distinct forms. There was a person - what he had mistook for a watermelon was in fact a head - along with what looked like wires coming from it (he couldn't tell if te person was a man or a woman). A table with beakers was quickly discovered, and another person stood next to the one with the wires.

"Almost out of time," Yohji said.

"It's... ah..." Ken frowned.

"Ten seconds."

Ken drove his hands into his hair. "Damnit!" he shouted. "It's a person! And a lab! And... and...

"Five seconds!"

"It's...ah... mad scientist... experiment!" Ken cried just as Omi called "time!"

"Took you long enough," Aya muttered as he threw the pencil back into the empty upside-down Pictionary box.

-End-