Two chapters in one day! Hurray. The last chapter is somewhat melancholy so I figured, hey, why not write something a bit more happy? So I did. And here it is. So please enjoy.

What Y/N and L would probably do in front of Light when he's being extra suspicious and making Kira faces.

It had started right around the time Light had been thinking about nefarious plans to get L to reveal his name (no luck).

Y/N had turned to look at him strangely, her eyes narrowing, like she knew what he was thinking.

She was almost as creepy as the detective himself but Light had attempted to give her a smile.

Then she had nudged L and she poked his forehead.

Light blinked in mystified confusion, watching their strange silent interactions.

L glanced once at Light then he leaned over and, using his finger, he drew an invisible circle on Y/N's palm.

Light looked around, wondering if anyone else had noticed. Nobody had, being too absorbed in the work that L had assigned them.

'What is this...some kind of code? What could it mean?'

Y/N crossed her arms over her chest and then she made a whirl motion with her hands. Both the detective and Y/N looked over at Light again -who shifted uncomfortably- and L "responded" by poking Y/N's forehead three times.

'Maybe that's supposed to mean "thinking"...' Light thought, looking away and trying to appear less suspicious.

But he was soon looking back at the detectives because they kept making those strange motions.

Y/N pointed to her eyes and then made a sad faced expression. L looked thoughtful until he nodded and he proceeded to grab a small cookie -that was in the shape of a bear- and he marched it across the desk until it reached Y/N.

Light didn't know what to to make of it so he only watched.

Y/N picked up the cookie, inspecting it, and then she looked straight at Light.

L, too, looked right at him, unblinkingly.

Then, without taking her eyes off of Light, she took the head of the bear between two fingers and she broke it off, snapping the bear's head clean off in one swift movement, her face completely void of expression.

It was one of the weirdest and most terrifying things Light had seen.

For the next few days, whenever Light would happen to look over at them, Y/N and L were making those odd signals.

No matter how may mental notes and observations Light made, he could never understand what they meant.

Y/N would make a "butterfly" with her hands by crossing and interlocking her thumbs.

L would arrange his sugar cubes into nonsense shapes and he would point at them in seemingly random patterns.

Y/N would look over his shoulder while he did this and nod to herself, appearing satisfied.

Then she would grab a piece of paper and rip it into shreds and toss them into the air.

L would narrow his eyes at the small pieces of paper and shake his head.

At one point over the week, Y/N and L were leaning over a paper together and talking in hushed tones. They would periodically look over at Light and then go back to whispering.

Light could see that Y/N was drawing furiously on a sheet of paper and L would shake his head and whisper more, pointing at something he wanted to change. Y/N would erase and write something again.

Later, when both had left to go get something to eat, Light had searched for the paper and, when he found it hidden under a book, he had never felt so confused (or scared) in his life.

On the paper there were rather crude drawings of a stick figure, a plus sign, a duck, then another plus sign, something that looked like a tornado, plus sign, a shoe, then an arrow that pointed to... was that a fan?

Then another arrow that went towards a drawing of a cup of water, a plus sign, a drawing of a skull, plus sign, and, what appeared to be a drawing of the sun with a sad face. Next came a very detailed drawing of a toilet and then an arrow pointing to what was probably meant to be a lamp and then came a drawing of a dog. And finally it all came to an equal sign.

And it all equaled...a cupcake.

Light felt like screaming. Bewilderment, confusion, and puzzlement was not enough to describe how Light felt.

It had been going on for weeks and Light wanted to yank his hair out and demand answers from the detectives.

And they knew that he knew what they were doing. They were doing this on purpose! Of course they were because they had never made an effort to be subtle about their actions.

What did it mean? What could all this nonsense possibly mean?!

Were they doing this in hopes of getting Light to reveal something about being Kira?

To try and make him paranoid?

A test to see how far they could take it until he snapped?

What if it meant nothing at all and it was all a joke?

No, Light thought, L never did anything when without some sort of agenda.

But what DID IT MEAN?

And so that's why, hours later, the Task Force, Y/N and L were watching Light Yagami pace around the building muttering about ducks, toilets, unhappy suns and cupcakes.

No one bothered to ask why and they simply gave each other confused looks.

And Light Yagami avoided cupcakes whenever he was in the same room with Y/N or L. Because, surely, cupcakes would end up being used against him somehow.

...

"Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

"If we continue this, how long until he admits to being Kira?"

"Maybe by next week, if I leave headless bear cookies where ever he goes."

"Excellent."

...

"Hey, L?"

"Hm?"

"Do you think he'll ever decipher what we drew on that paper?"

"Unlikely. Although, I would like to know what his conclusions are."

"Probably nowhere near the right answer. We should get the others to do this too."

"Yes, it would be funny."

"Agreed. It would be amusing to watch Light slowly lose his grasp on his sanity as he attempts to decipher our secrets based on really bad drawings, and he will never see things the same way because he'll think that there's a second meaning to anything and everything we say and do, even if it's something as simple as giving him a pencil. His deterioration into madness will be absolute."

"...Y/N?"

"Yes, L?"

"I think I love you a bit more now."

This is loosely based on something my friends and I do. (Yes. I do have friends.) Where, when we're around people, one of us will make a sudden random action and the others will "respond" with an equally weird action or a made up word or nodding our heads seriously to whatever it is they just did.

Its fun when you want to freak out the mortals around you.

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