Riskshipping (Mokuba x Jonouchi)
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"Goddammit Jonouchi..."
"Geez, kid, where'd you learn language like that?"
"Don't you effing talk to me about language, seriously what the hell?"
"It wasn't my fault..."
Mokuba groaned, gripping at his hair with more force than necessary as he stared mournfully up at Kaiba Mansion—where the fire alarm was currently screeching and at least one sprinkler had turned on. They stood awkwardly out in the yard, a good fifty feet away from the house, little pockets of staff standing idly and uncertain in clumps, whispering among themselves.
"Jonouchi I swear to God if one of those turned on in my brother's office..."
"I'm pretty sure you were the one that decided we should put the cell phone in the microwave."
"Yeah but you were the one that put it on a plastic plate! Plastic does not go in microwaves, Jonouchi!"
Jonouchi held up his hands helplessly, trying to smile but just grimacing.
"I-it won't be that bad...the only sprinkler that turned on was in the kitchen, right?"
"You'd seriously better hope that was it," Mokuba grumbled, watching the fire truck zip up the driveway.
"A-and we didn't actually set anything on fire...it was just smoke."
"Smoke that might rise into my brother's office and ruin a lot of his stuff. And get me in a lot of trouble."
Mokuba groaned again, plopping onto the ground and letting his head fall onto his knees.
"See if I ever invite you over again," he grumbled.
"Hey, look, I'm sorry...next time you wanna microwave dumb stuff we can do it at my house, okay? Have you ever seen what a CD does in the microwave?"
Mokuba glanced up, curious in spite of himself.
"No..."
Jonouchi flashed him a grin.
"I mean, if you thought that weird head shape coming out of the melting phone was cool..."
"It was pretty cool," Mokuba admitted.
Just then, the shape of Seto's limousine zoomed down the driveway after the fire truck. Jonouchi blanched.
"So, uh, my place for that then? Next week? My dad won't be home."
"I'll be there. Go before my brother sees you."
"You are an angel."
Jonouchi ruffled Mokuba's hair and ducked under the topiary just as Seto started to shout at people. Mokuba sighed as he picked himself up. Time for damage control.
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A/N: They would be such good friends :3 Ripshipping (Thief King Bakura x Ishizu) is next.
