A Bored Jakotsu is Hell
"Aniki, you know what we should do?" Jakotsu asked one bright, autumn morning.
"Hmm?" Bankotsu answered intelligently. "What?"
"We should draw flowers on everyone's cloths!" Jakotsu exclaimed happily. "Really pretty flowers, of course, ones that everyone'll like!
"No," Bankotsu said flatly.
Jakotsu face fell slightly at that. "Can we paint the walls instead? We can paint kitties and doggies and snakies and…"
"Jakotsu," Bankotsu said as calmly as he could. "This place is only temporary. The people who own this place will come back soon. We can't destroy their paper walls like that."
"How 'bout we just kill them instead?" Jakotsu suggested eagerly. "We can draw flowers and animals on the walls with their blood!"
"And drive Suikotsu crazy, while stinking up the place?"
Jakotsu pouted. "You aren't any fun."
"Of course I'm not," Bankotsu agreed.
"…You know what else we can do?" Jakotsu asked brightly.
"No," Bankotsu replied. He could feel a headache coming up. "And I don't really want to know either."
"We can have hot, steamy sex!"
Bankotsu groaned. "Come on Jakotsu! We're just waiting for your clothes to dry after you fell in that lake! Can't you wait patiently for a few minutes!"