~~Phase Two~~
Rating: T
Summary: Maybe the epic duo isn't as smooth as they thought.
Character(s): The usual.
Genre(s): Humor
Date Written: 12 December 2011
Date Published: 12 December 2011
Word Count: 283
Dedication: The slowing of the school world. :D
AN:/: Ugh, so long ago...I kinda forgot where I was going, but...HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABE! (I think...)
Abe glared at his idiotic former teammates as they gathered around, waiting for whatever it was he was told was coming. It wasn't like he didn't trust them—oh wait, he didn't trust them. And for good reason. He could still remember what Tajima had decided to do for his last birthday. *That* had been something to explain to his parents.
Izumi handed him a large cup of Sprite, smiling his little smile. Abe wanted so badly to refuse the drink, but really, he didn't want to be rude. Still...something didn't sit right with him. He drank it anyway, ignoring the funny aftertaste. After all, he *had* been getting sick.
Mihashi and Hanai smirked as Abe downed the last of his third cup of "Sprite" before putting away the liquor for the night. From the way the catcher was flushing, he'd had just enough to do the trick.
Now, where was Tajima with that outfit?
"Oi, Abe!"
Right on cue. Mihashi and Hanai thought simultaneously.
Dressed from head to toe as Mihashi (and somehow pulling it off) Tajima leaped over the banister halfway down the staircase in Mihashi's house.
Instead of yelling: "Ur not Miiihashi." He staggered towards where Mihashi stood beside Hanai and took him by the shoulders. "Are you Miiihashi?"
Mihashi fought the urge to diamond-face as he glanced to Hanai for help. This *so* wasn't going according to plan? Where was the yelling? Where was the Tajima beating?
Hanai looked baffled until Abe's arms wrapped around Mihashi's shoulders and he started singing and a quick flash of smugness danced in Abe's eyes. Dammit. He knew.
This was going to be a long, long, night.