Bugged Out
In Shinigami's review of Chapter 7, she asked for me to go after Weevil or Rex. Well, I only went after one, but Shini-chan, they're both here.
"Welcome to Loserville, Weevil. Population, you."
Those words – said to him by one dumb blond known to his friends as Joey Wheeler – ran through Weevil Underwood's head as he read the insulting phrase on the front of the size extra-small T-shirt.
'Hatched Loser'
He knew that was a crack about his Great Moth – which should have hatched from its cocoon.
Instead, Yugi Moto won, electrifying his greatest insect, and making him lose the match.
And now Joey had decided to rub it in.
"Grrr," Weevil growled.
"I take it Wheeler's decided not to give up on all his grudges?" Rex asked.
"Apparently not," Weevil said tersely. Then the other's words clicked, and he frowned. "Wait? What do you mean, 'all' his grudges?"
Rex smirked. "Haven't you heard?"
"Heard what?" Weevil demanded impatiently.
Smirk widening into a full-blown grin, Rex said, "Apparently Kaiba's cracks about him being a dog are right. He's the rich guy's bitch."
Weevil huffed a laugh. "Like you're mine?" he teased.
Rex scowled. He stuck his nose up in the air and crossed his arms over his chest. "I lay down for no man," he said pompously. "Unless I want to," he added jokingly.
"Do you want to now?" Weevil asked. "I need to work off a little…stress." He leered playfully.
"Sure," Rex agreed. "But this time, I'm on the bottom."
Weevil looked disappointed, but nodded. "All right," he gave in less than gracefully.
"C'mon, Bug, take it like a man," Rex said, steering his lover towards his bedroom.
"I thought you wanted to 'take' it, Dinoboy," Weevil mocked, allowing himself to be towed.
"Wise ass," Rex snapped.
"Wise, is it?" Weevil asked archly. "Last night you said it was…"
"Urusai!"
Their bickering continued all down the hall and into the bedroom. It wasn't until Weevil gave Rex something better to put in his mouth besides his foot that they stopped.