Well of course, what'd be a good drabble set without a nice Koko x Sumire pairing? Moo, enjoy this one. 3:o
Drabble 7: Sumire x Koko
Main Genre: Humor
Word of the Drabble: Laugh
Dedicated to: To Dana and Marian, because we all love our good ol' rock and roll. XD
"Koko, just hand it over," Permy growled ominously.
The sandy haired mind reader simply stuck out his tongue, and winked at Kitsuneme to soar him higher up the campus grounds.
"Give. It. To. Me."
"Over my dead body, seaweed!" he cackled madly.
Permy gave out a cry of frustration. "YOU TWERP!" She shook her fist at them, hovering above her.
She heard Kitsuneme say in semi-genuine concern, albeit being amused all the way, "You've just hit her hard there, my friend. I'm not superhuman or whatever, and one way or another, she's gonna kick your ass once you're feet touch solid ground."
Koko didn't show the slightest sign of worry. "Just try and stop me you feline slash canine wonder," he gave a thoughtful pause, then teasingly continued, "Feline, canine. They should call you a caline fenine, or better yet, a fecal nineline, bruahaha!"
Permy's face suddenly turned dim, the word death written all over it as she irately glared up at the two boys in flight.
That buffoon wasn't going to get away with what he was about to do, and neither was his dorky friend who already volunteered accomplice to the crime.
"I want to see you try and pry it out of my cold, dead, and unfeeling hands, Permy my love!" Koko's voice trailed off into the distance.
And though it was bad enough that they were twenty feet above the ground, Permy thought it worse that they had no idea who they were dealing with since reported "manslaughter" wasn't enough to send you on a life sentence.
Golly gee, it was really too bad.
Running to the nearest tree, she quickly – and surely – clambered onto its thick trunk just seconds after activating her Alice. Her arms and leg muscles worked strenuously like a stealthy panther's when it's chasing after its prey, one after the other. In record-breaking time, she had already perched lightly atop the tree's leafy branches, sinuously bounding from the tree's branch to another's and so on.
Five trees away from her target, she paused to sniff about to make sure she tracked them down correctly. A familiar whiff of pineapples, chocolate, and moldy cheese caught her nose. She smiled wickedly.
Permy felt like a ninja, breezing through the trees with her canine strength and feline prowess that it wasn't too soon when she saw the boys airborne a few meters ahead. She climbed out into the open, revealing herself from out of the leaves, much to the dismal surprise of Kokoroyomi and Kitsuneme.
They paled in terror, she glowed in victory. Their eyes widened in horror, her lips formed a crooked smirk of triumph.
"YOUR ASSES ARE MINE!"
She made a daring leap of legendarily epic proportions that changed the way mankind underestimated womankind in short skirts, and they gave out two girlish screams that brought mankind down low to his utter shame, giving womankind the right to shove his face in the dirt and say, "Who's weak now, huh?"
She landed precisely on Kitsuneme's back, sending the three of them hurtling to the ground towards their young deaths – that is, with the exception of Permy, though.
BAM!
They crashed to the ground, Permy standing proudly on top of Kitsuneme who lay on top of Koko who lay sprawled on the ground, bleeding internally.
Permy shifted her weight from one foot to another, earning numerous groans, winces and even the occasional high-pitched screams from the two boys underneath her.
CRRAACKACK!
"Dammit, *groan* what was that *groan* sound?"
"The *wince* sound of my *wince* many, many *wince* bones cracking to their *wince* fractured *wince* and irreparable *wince* doom."
She flippantly got off the moment she'd had her fun and squatted down next to Koko. Grinning devilishly, she leaned forward until their faces were only centimeters apart.
"I forgot my camera." She snatched it away from Koko's hand, purposely letting him catch a scent of herself. She stood up and looked down on them with haughty exultance.
"Do you like my new perfume, Koko? It's Sweet Revenge In Your Face, You Little Chump by Shouda Sumire. You should try it sometime," she turned and started to trot off saying, "I'm walking, guess who's laughing now?" without bothering to look back.
Because sometimes, it was simply good to be a fecal nineline wonder.
I'm walking, who's laughing now?
(Who's laughing, who's laughing now?)
I'm wasted, wasting time,
You talk for hoursbut you're wasting lines
A pretty face but the chaseain't worth the prize.
Break Your Little Heart – All Time Low
Once again, that was another futile attempt at good, old-school humor. Tell me if I'm a fail at being funny or what. Lemme see you try. (:
Meh, any feedback?