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Challenge: none
Title: BRAINS.
Author: gypso_child/reversedhymnal
Word Count: 614
Characters/Pairings: Sora/Riku/Kairi
Summary: It's movie night.
Notes: UNAPOLOGETIC GOOF. Also, cross posted to my journal and to key_blade. Was written for theme 84. Treasure, ♥


"That's not bootleg, is it?" Kairi can't help but ask as she pulls her legs up beneath her. Riku's couch is comfortable, and his flat is very clean. The only messy spot is the coffee table, and that's mostly Sora's fault.

Riku makes a small, amused sound, that does nothing to halt her suspicions, and continues to put the unmarked disc into the system. He tosses her a smirk over his shoulder, and says, "Now, Kairi. Would I do a thing like that?"

Hah. At least he's smart enough to not even try looking innocent.

"Yes," she says, a little dryly. "You would. It's why I asked in the first place. That and I can't find the DVD case. So is it?"

"Is what, what?" a muffled voice says, coming from the kitchen. They both look over to Sora, who's wandering in with possibly the biggest bowl of cheetoes Kairi has ever seen in her life. She sighs, looking down at her clean white tank, and knowing that it is doomed to a cheesy death.

"Hey! Don't eat all my cheetoes!"

Sora glares a little, cuddling the bowl to his chest protectively. More cheetoes are devoured, and Kairi can't help but roll her eyes at the inherent challenge. She grabs Sora's sleeve, and pulls him down to snuggle next to Kairi with his big bowl of cheetoes. Kairi steals three, and gives Riku an innocent look.

He returns it with a Look.

"Nuh-uh!" Kairi says, waving a cheeto at him admonishingly. "You have no moral ground, you delinquent. You have illegal goods."

Sora gasps around his cheetoes, gives Kairi a fiendishly conspiratorial look, and proceeds to act scandalized. "You're corrupting us? Oh, whatever will my mother say!"

Kairi laughs, because Sora's mother would probably snort and tell them that it's good money saving tactics, because she's like that. Kairi grabs a few more cheetoes, wriggling her toes against Sora's thigh. He's warm, and solid, and Kairi wishes the lights were off already.

"So what horribly illegal movie are you corrupting us with today, Riku?"

Riku groans, and jabs the play button viciously. "You guys suck. I mean, really. Suck suck suck. I hate you both."

Kairi nods, and Sora says, "Yeah. We love you too, Riku. Now, about the movie."

Riku throws the remote at Sora, and Kairi knows that it'll be a good night. There are zombies on the television screen.

*

Of course, when there's Sora, nothing ever goes quite as planned.

"But they don't eat brains, I'm telling you. This movie is ridiculous."

Kairi hides her face in her hands, stifling her laughter. Riku groans, and steals the last of the cheetoes, attempting to watch the zombies on screen as they knaw people's limbs off. Kairi thinks he finds it fascinating. She just thinks it's messy.

Sora, of course, thinks it's an outrage. "I'm serious! Someone should write the editor, or something! I've seen zombies, I tell you, and they're not like this. For one, they can walk a hell of a lot faster than that, and for two, they'd rather flat out kill you than have you for lunch."

"Riku," Kairi finally manages, and he sighs.

"All right, all right."

Riku eyes Sora dangerously, but clicks the movie off. Sora splutters, grips the container tight to his stomach, and exclaims, "Hey! I was watching that!"

"No," Riku growls, tossing the remote away, "you were attempting to eviscerate it verbally, I swear. Talk talk talk. All you fucking did was talk through it. What's the point of watching a movie if all you do is talk?"

Kairi almost dies on her strangled laughter, when Sora, grievously offended, says, "It was commentary."