Hack-a-thon
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of Cap Revolution Bottleman DX.
Summary:
Halloween and Saita Mitsuya don't fizz.
Cota stuck the carving knife through the pumpkin, biting on his tongue like an imp and roistering at the gruesome Splat!
"Cota, don't stab the pumpkin! Follow the lines I drew with the marker!"
"It's how my siblings and I do it! Comes out much scarier in the end!"
"You're a walking sign for what not to try at home, Cota! I suppose you scoop out what's inside like you're operating on somebody's brains too, huh?" Mitsuya said too slowly, irked to find Cota was in the middle of open-gourd surgery before he'd even finished talking.
"Why are you so stressed, man? It's Halloween! It's meant to be fun! Die a little!" Cota had a laugh.
"Believe me, bro! I am! People always prank the poor kid around here! Replace my candy with old people snacks! Hide plastic bugs in my socks! I can't stand Halloween!"
"That sucks. I love Halloween! The candy and costumes get me totally fizzed!"
"Cota, what are you, six? It's just a stupid Western holiday!"
"Mitsuya, what are you, six hundred? Maybe cut back on all those old people snacks!" Cota couldn't stop giggling.
Mitsuya had a more poignant response, but Cota had the carving knife in his hand. It wasn't pointed at him per se, but Mitsuya could practically hear the sample sound clip of it being pulled out of a knife block.
"I'm not gonna kill you, Mitsuya!" Cota shook his head. "No need to be jumpy!"
"Put the knife down and I won't be!"
"FINE!" Cota stabbed the pumpkin again, lodging the knife inside. "No knife!"
"Dude, I thought that because of Vital Sync and Hocari Ryo going berserk, you were watching your anger!"
"It's not anger," Cota huffed sarcastically. "It's harmless fun!"
"Fun?"
Cota retrieved the knife, looking at it with a demented, comic gleam in his eye. "Yup! Stabby fun…"
"I hate Halloween!" Mitsuya groaned.
