The amazing Mail Jeevas here. The author would like to note that she sucks and she is sorry for keeping you all waiting. If there are any readers left, enjoy this. If not, she'll go cry in her emo corner. Anyways. I don't really have anything to say and would really like to get back to playing Halo 3(just got it! EEP!) L still isn't back yet, and Mello's sleeping. Maybe I can get Near to talk to you next time... I don't know. I don't have much to tell you... Oh well, enjoy the story. Oh, and yes, us Wammy's were evil when we were kids. Evil since birth baby! :) hehe yea, enjoy.
-Matty Boy
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"AAAAACHHOOOO!" *sniff* *wheeze* *cough*
"Roger?"
"Aaaaahchooooo!"
"Roger?"
"AAAAh- Aaaaaa- Aaaaaaah- CHOOOO!"
"ROGER!"
*snort* *cough* "What do you want you little brat?!"
"Roger?" L poked his head through the door into Roger's room. He felt somewhat guilty even seeing the inside of Roger's room. None of the kids were allowed in there. Not even L.
"Oh, hello L," Roger sniffed leaning up against his wardrobe.
"Roger, are you feeling well?" L asked. Roger looked like hell. His hair was messed up and his eyes were red rimmed with dark circles underneath. His nose was bright red and his throat looked swollen. By the looks of it he was trying to get dressed, but it wasn't going very well. His shirt was a button off, his slacks were unzipped, and he wore two different colored shoes.
"...'m fine..." Roger mumbled out. Now came the tell tail sign that he was sick. When L walked up and placed a hand on Roger's forehead to check his temperature, the old man didn't even respond. He stood there feeling like death as L slowly removed his hand making a tisk noise.
"I'm going to get Mrs. Clark," L said, turning away.
"Don't you dare, L, I'm fine... don't you-" L sighed as he walked calmly out the door and down the hall. Roger was too sick to do anything, nor would he anyways. Empty threats empty threats.
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"Bed rest,"
"Bed rest!?"
"Stay in here by yourself or I'll lock you in the infermary," Mrs. Clark threatened. Mrs. Clark never made empty threats. Roger grumbled something under his breath but Mrs. Clark's stink eye was enough to shut him up. Mrs. Clark had power.
"And you," she said turning to L. "Go tell Ms. Caroline about the situation and see how soon we can get Watari back."
"Yes ma'am," L said.
"Out! He needs rest!" Mrs. Clark said, swatting sixteen year old L out of Roger's room.
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"Oh that's just great," Ms. Caroline- a teacher and councelor at Wammy's, complained. Ms. Caroline was the youngest teacher their, being twenty-four years old. "How the hell did Roger get sick!?"
"Well, he probably contracted germs from..."
"Shut up, L," Caroline laughed, ruffling L's hair. L stared at her with questioning eyes. What was so funny? She had asked him.
"Come on, you're helping me out," Caroline instructed L. After sixteen years L had finally hit a growth spurt. Caught mid altitude leap the teen was stuck at 5'8". Caroline had always been incredibly tall for a girl and was six one. She'd been forever teasing L about his height. L had been forever uneffected. Teasing usually went right over his genius little head.
"You watch these guys, and I'll go find the others," Caroline instructed L. She then turned to the room in front of her. The common room had several kids in it. Near, Mello, and Matt who were five and six years old accordingly. Beyond Birthday and Avery Parks who were eleven and twelve. And Eli who was a little girl about eight years old.
"HEY!" Caroline called out to the room. They turned and looked at her. "L here is in charge! Be good and listen to him!" she announced before leaving the room. All eyes stayed glued to L after Caroline left. It made L slightly nervous, but he shrugged it off to go perch on the couch. Babysitting couldn't be THAT hard, could it?
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Hell was the only word to describe it. What had L done to deserve such a punishment as this? Of course everything had started okay. As soon as L sat down Near and Mello were leaning on him on different sides wanting to read with him. Matt curled up in a bean bag chair on the other side of the room playing on his gameboy. Avery was studying, Eli was laying in the center of the room coloring. And where was Beyond? Hmm...
Oh, there he was. Beyond was amusing himself with a fly he'd caught. He carefully tore the wings off. L shuddered to himself. That kid was creepy sometimes.
"Stop it!" Eli screamed suddenly, causing everyone in the room except Avery to jump. Avery was too engrosed in his book.
L looked over to see Beyond dangling a tortured fly in front of the young girl's face. Eli tried pushing Beyond away. She was crying over the poor fly.
"Haha!" Beyond laughed.
"Beyond, leave her alone," L commanded. Beyond stuck out his tongue. L carefully picked Near up off his lap and set him on the couch beside him. He stood up and went to take a step, but something tripped him. He looked down to see Near had curled himself around his ankle and was sitting on his foot. "Near, what are you doing?"
L looked down dumbfoundedly at the child's strange antics. Near grinned up at him mischeviously. Beyond was still teasing poor little Eli with the fly. L sighed and attempted to walk over to them.
"Beyond, I said leave her alone," L reminded. Beyond looked up at him from his spot seated on the floor. He didn't look guilty. He looked amused. With the flick of a finger he flung the fly at Eli; she screamed. Beyond then lept to his feet and bound around the room cackling evilly. L didn't know exactly how to repremand him, but then he didn't even get the chance.
L turned to see Mello and Matt in a angry wrestling match on the floor. What they were fighting over was unclear but Mello was about to hurt Matt. In attempts to break up the fight, L took a punch to the nose. Aggravated by this, he harshly plucked Mello off of Matt. Matt took this oppertunity to try to tackle Mello.
L had expected this. Pushing Mello carefully to one side he held Matt back by simply placing his hand on the child's forehead. Matt fought to no avail, held back by L's long arms. Near giggled from his spot around L's leg.
"Let's play cowboys and indians!" Mello suddenly shouted out excitedly.
Beyond smiled like murder. "L's the indian! Get him!" he announced.
"Oof!" L found himself on his back on the hard floor. Near continued to restrain his leg, and Matt grabbed an arm to pin down. It was a merciless dog pile with L on the bottom. Avery lay across L's stomach and Beyond sat on top of everyone. God he was heavy. L could barely breathe.
"Get off!" L pleaded.
"We don't speak your language you indian!" Matt announced, pouncing on L's leg for effect.
"Tickle him!" Beyond called out evilly.
"What!? NO!" L yelled back. He then let out a squeal of laughter as he was attacked. He squirmed around trying to get free, but between the two preteens and all the little ones he was out matched.
"Help! GET OFF! HAHA Stop!" L pleaded. Being touched was awkward enough for him, but being tickled was HELL.
"NEver!" Beyond yelled, laughing himself. This process continued for about five minutes (poor L).
"What on Earth...?" an old man chuckled from the doorway. Everyone's heads snapped to look at him. Watari.
"Having fun kids?" he asked lightly.
"NO!" L cried. Watari laughed more.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your games, but I believe it's lunch time. How about we all head over to the cafeteria. You can continue torturing L later," Watari offered. Everyone quickly got off of L, leaving him laying on the floor exhausted. Watari helped him up.
"Never... again..." L panted.
"Babysitting?" Watari asked, a chuckle still in his voice.
"Something like that," L said. "I don't think I was doing a very good job though..."
Watari chuckled again. "Don't worry. The flu that Roger has caught should only last about five days."
"Please don't leave!" L pleaded a bit panickedly. Watari smiled at the boy and put a supportive arm around his shoulders.
"You've gotten taller my boy," he noted, grinning happily at his adopted son.
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Oh, and Ashley. Thanks for the reviews! As to the legnth and shape of L's, err, penis... I don't know. I don't plan on finding out. The thought is slightly disturbing to me. There's only one man I want to see naked;). *Cough* anyways! R/R people!
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