A Flaw in the Plan
Characters/Pairings: Black*Star,
Blair, Soul, Maka
Warning: suggestiveness
Summary: "Now
it's time to draw your least favorite character. Don't be nice."
Word
Count: 198
Black*Star crept quietly through the window of Maka and Soul's apartment. They hadn't even locked it! It was like they thought that living on the third floor was protection against thieves, or something. Once he was inside, he allowed himself a laugh of triumph. This was going to be the best prank of the year. Black*Star opened the door to Soul's room, and almost fell flat to the floor. It was too late to leave now--she'd already seen him. Desperately, he tried to stop the blood that was flowing freely from his nose. Crap, Soul and Maka were going to kill him!
When he had made his invasion plans for Maka and Soul's apartment, Black*Star had forgotten one very important thing: their cat.
Soul and Maka returned from their mission seven hours later. The first thing they noticed was the open window. Frowing at each other, they walked cautiously to Soul's room, where they could hear a muffled voice. As one, they blinked at the strange sight before them. Tied spread-eagled to Soul's bed by the sheets was Black*Star. He was half-naked and writhing desperately on the bed, trying to escape Blair's tongue as she tickled him mercilessly.
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What
did you think, people? Minds out of the gutter. :p As for his plot, I
think he was going to switch the contents of Soul and Maka's drawers
and closets, and possibly take pictures of the ensuing
awkwardness.
In all honesty, Black*Star annoys the hell out of me. He reminds me way too much of Naruto, and is only slightly more likeable. Suggestiveness abounds because, well. It's *Blair*. But it was innocent. Probably. Face it, I could have been a *lot* meaner.