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kh_drabble2006-01-03 12:27 pm
superheroine) wrote in kh_drabble2006-01-03 12:27 pm
Entry tags:
Whee.
Title: Worst Suspicions
Challenge: Leon and the Puppies
Words: 333
Notes: Surprise, Squall, you are a moron!
Leon wasn’t exactly sure where Cid was - all he knew was that he wasn’t here to accept the lunch Aerith was sending over to him. The lunch consisted of a sandwich, soup, a drink and some cookies. Leon would warn him about the cookies, as Aerith was surprisingly miserable at cooking but would take anyone’s critism as a joke. Sigh.
And, standing in Cid’s workshop, by the workbench and awkwardly waiting around, that was when he began to hear the growling noises.
He placed the brown paper bag on the workbench, amidst all the tools, and unhooked the gunblade from his belt loop. There was danger near, he knew, some unseen danger underneath the workbench, hidden among the boxes and bits of metal and pieces of gummi blocks. Danger that growled. And that wasn’t a human or friendly growl. And, as Heartless didn’t make any vocal sounds, least of all growling...
Needless to say, he suddenly felt nervous.
“Cid?” he called, keeping the apprehension from his voice easily, despite the fact that there was probably something violent under the table.
“Cid?” he tried again, after no response.
That’s when the small... thing... hurtled out from under the table, running straight at his leg. Fear gripped him for a moment. But as soon as he registered what it was, he chose not to attack back, and instead leapt up onto a chair and then onto the workbench, squashing the lunchbag with one foot and watching the puppy hurtle into nothing, then whirl around to bark at him.
He hated dogs.
There was a camera snap and a bright flash - he looked up to see Cid in the doorway, one eyebrow raised, giving a cruel little grin at Leon’s state. The camera grinded mechanically for a moment, then spat out a polaroid picture.
Cid examined it for a moment. Leon assumed he must have looked like an idiot.
His worst fears were confirmed a moment later.
“Yep,” Cid smirked, “I think I’ll sell this one to Yuffie.”
Challenge: Leon and the Puppies
Words: 333
Notes: Surprise, Squall, you are a moron!
Leon wasn’t exactly sure where Cid was - all he knew was that he wasn’t here to accept the lunch Aerith was sending over to him. The lunch consisted of a sandwich, soup, a drink and some cookies. Leon would warn him about the cookies, as Aerith was surprisingly miserable at cooking but would take anyone’s critism as a joke. Sigh.
And, standing in Cid’s workshop, by the workbench and awkwardly waiting around, that was when he began to hear the growling noises.
He placed the brown paper bag on the workbench, amidst all the tools, and unhooked the gunblade from his belt loop. There was danger near, he knew, some unseen danger underneath the workbench, hidden among the boxes and bits of metal and pieces of gummi blocks. Danger that growled. And that wasn’t a human or friendly growl. And, as Heartless didn’t make any vocal sounds, least of all growling...
Needless to say, he suddenly felt nervous.
“Cid?” he called, keeping the apprehension from his voice easily, despite the fact that there was probably something violent under the table.
“Cid?” he tried again, after no response.
That’s when the small... thing... hurtled out from under the table, running straight at his leg. Fear gripped him for a moment. But as soon as he registered what it was, he chose not to attack back, and instead leapt up onto a chair and then onto the workbench, squashing the lunchbag with one foot and watching the puppy hurtle into nothing, then whirl around to bark at him.
He hated dogs.
There was a camera snap and a bright flash - he looked up to see Cid in the doorway, one eyebrow raised, giving a cruel little grin at Leon’s state. The camera grinded mechanically for a moment, then spat out a polaroid picture.
Cid examined it for a moment. Leon assumed he must have looked like an idiot.
His worst fears were confirmed a moment later.
“Yep,” Cid smirked, “I think I’ll sell this one to Yuffie.”
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