At the request of IRMFS…Thank you for the suggestion...it was much loved! )
Blueberry or chocolate?
He is humming. It's a happy sprightly tune that she's never heard before. It infuriates her that he's acting so happy when she's so miserable.
The ropes bite mercilessly into her wrists and ankles, she knows that even after they are removed, the angry red stripes will mar her skin tauntingly for a very long while. She wonders where she is since she can't see…typical about being blindfolded.
He is still humming. And she resumes her struggle against her bonds. She is angry and doesn't care about anything but somehow getting out of her predicament, even though tipping the chair she's sitting on to-and-fro and side-to-side like a mad person isn't going to help her in the slightest.
She knows she shouldn't have been so surprised that the chair along with her fell backwards after a particularly crazy shake.
He is approaching her, still humming, and she wants nothing more than to punch him in the face…whoever he is.
The chair is picked up and along with it so is she.
"Feisty girl," coos her captor before falling back to his humming.
His footsteps fall away from her and she strains her ears to figure out what he's doing over his damn humming.
She hears sizzling, and the sound of something being thrown into the air, and then of that something falling back onto a surface to sizzle once more.
"Oi!" he calls out to her, "You like blueberry or chocolate-chip pancakes?"
She doesn't answer…too appalled at the idiocy of…after a second… what she's realized is happening before her.
She's been kidnapped, her captor is making pancakes, he's asking her which kind she prefers - which would be chocolate-chip…but that's beside the point.
His soft footfalls head towards her again, and she can feel hands go around her head to release the binds that keep her blind to her surroundings.
The sharp light of the room makes her blink rapidly to adjust to the lumor. Then she sees the man before her.
Still humming. Smiling like an idiot. Holding out a plate of pancakes.
"You didn't answer me," he says shrugging, "So I just got you some of both to make you choose."
"You Akatsuki are seriously freaks," she says when she realizes who he is.
The blond man smiles wickedly, "You better believe it pinky…now about he pancakes…which flavor would you like?"
The guy is Deidara-chan if you didn't figure it out in the end.
I'll take more wonderful requests (if given) since I'm drawing a blank here.
-cf-