I have returned for Day 3. This is actually really fun, although I'm still not used to writing such short stuff… I'll have to do something longer once I'm done the challenge. It's now on my nonexistent to-do list.
I really want AC Unity for Christmas. Can you tell?
Since I don't have it, I don't know if you can still throw the character off buildings to their untimely demise. I hope so. It's cathartic, honestly. (Yes, I have thrown Edward off buildings before. Don't question it.)
School's out for winter break! Hell yeah!
Disclaiming is a pain. You all know I own fuck all.
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Day 03: Gaming/watching a movie
The controller vibrated madly in his hands, and Lukas groaned, throwing it onto the couch cushions in front of him. "Really? Just throw yourself off Notre Dame? Come on…"
Kiku glanced up from his book. "He didn't throw himself off," he pointed out reasonable. "You jumped off. They don't throw themselves off buildings in this game."
"If I want to say Arno is suicidal, I will."
The smaller nation laughed, setting the book aside and sitting in seiza position beside him. "You can't just flail wildly and expect it to work, Lukas-kun," he chided softly. "You have to practice. And, you know, not run towards the edge of a building and press jump without even checking if there's a haystack below you first."
"It was one time," the Norwegian retorted. "At least I've never thrown myself off a building in real life."
"Well, when you're being chased by frighteningly determined thieves…"
"They were your citizens."
"And they've been dead for centuries, can we change the subject?" Kiku scooped the controller into his hands and set to work, sending the Assassin he was controlling neatly into the haystack below Notre Dame.
Lukas had only recently started playing Assassin's Creed. Kiku, who'd been a fan ever since the first game, had cajoled—not begged, of course not, because the Land of the Rising Sun does not beg, no I do not, stop saying I do—him into giving it a try, and the Norwegian could never say no to the kicked puppy look.
Nobody could say no to Japan's kicked puppy look. Nobody.
That brought them to the current moment, with Lukas accidentally hitting jump instead of free run down and throwing Arno off the side of Notre Dame to a grisly demise. And Kiku, being the cocky little shit of a gamer that he was, had the gall to smirk and pick up the controller and flaunt the fact that he was the AC champion and Lukas was a complete rookie, as America had put it. And Iceland. And Hong Kong. And-
He decided to stop there.
Kiku leaned back against the couch cushions they'd dragged onto the floor for their gaming marathon with a content smile as he engaged a fresh patrol of guards on one of the missions; Lukas wasn't sure which one. "You're good at this game."
"Yes…" Kiku paused to defeat a particularly tricky guard; one of the especially annoying ones who refused to just let you hit them. "…I am," he finished, jumping into a haystack to hide as his target came around the corner, killing him easily and sprinting off. He held out the controller. "Why don't you practice for a while?"
"Why not?" Norway decided, taking the controller from his friend/boyfriend (they'd never actually figured out what all this was). He got Arno onto the roofs and sent him sprinting off above the guards' heads with the sort of painstaking focus you only got after failing a seemingly simple task multiple times.
Kiku smiled, content to watch for the time being. Norway really got into these things, he noted; the taller nation had his eyes narrowed in focus as his pale fingers manipulated the controller, leaping onto an unsuspecting guard's head, sending virtual blood everywhere. The blond smirked, muttering something that sounded suspiciously like "Take that, idiot" under his breath as he ran off again, taking the rest of the patrol with him as he fled back to the rooftops.
Somehow, he managed to push one off the wall. "Hey, Kiku?"
"Yes, Lukas-kun?"
"Why can the guards climb walls anyways? They're guards; I don't think climbing a building using windowsills and bricks was part of their training."
"It's a video game, Ai," Kiku hummed. "You're not supposed to think about that."
"Which means you don't know." Lukas killed two of the guards and took off, hissing in annoyance as one of the remaining enemies shot him in the back. "What does Ai mean, anyway? You keep calling me that, and I have no clue what it means."
"Which is why I keep calling you that. It's less embarrassing if you don't know what I'm saying."
Lukas sighed. "Fair enough…"
"Oh, go left here. There's a narrow alley that's good for fighting in."
"Ah. Thank you, kjære."
Kiku smiled at him. "More pet names in languages the other person doesn't speak?"
Lukas chuckled. "Mm. Woah!" The controller shook again as one of the guards stabbed Arno, draining the last of his health. He sighed.
Kiku smiled apologetically. "Did I distract you?"
"Just a bit."
"Sorry…"
Lukas pinched the bridge of his nose. "And again with the apologizing."
"Eh… S-sorry?"
The blond sighed. "Why don't we watch a movie or something?"
Kiku nodded. "Yes… Er, how about… Tangled?"
Lukas considered it. "Sure."
The Asian nation smiled happily, putting the disk in and curling up against Lukas with a contented sigh.
Well, it wasn't a murderous video game… But this would do nicely.
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Ha! Gaming AND watching a movie! I am awesome!
Does anyone know why the AC guards can climb buildings? It doesn't make sense…
Translations:
Ai (Japanese): Love
Kjære (Norwegian): Dear
Look at them with their pet names. Cute little shits.
Up next: On a date. I've been on a grand total of one date in my life, so we'll see how this works out.
See ya~!
-Bird