General notes: I started doing one-word prompts as a way to de-stress and feel productive, but found that a few were turning out either a lot longer than would gel with the rest of the prompts, or just likely better if presented on their own.

Tags: Fluff Only Zone (TM), time is a human construct, no plot

Notes for this first one: This is probably the only thing I've written that will ever matter. Also, if you don't know anything about the Protomen or Neon Genesis Evangelion, sorry, but you're gonna be confused.

X-X X-X

"The hedgehog's dilemma, or sometimes the porcupine dilemma, is a metaphor about the challenges of human intimacy. It describes a situation in which a group of hedgehogs all seek to become close to one another ... however, as they cannot avoid hurting one another with their sharp spines."

X-X Jee (Or: The Imitation Game) X-X

Rock snatches Roll's sunglasses off the table—pink, rhinestoned and winged things, but still he puts them on, juts out his bottom lip, and folds his arms over his chest. When he speaks, it's caricature gruff: "Roll, I've given everything I can. There are no heroes left in man."

Rock pauses to briefly hide his mouth in his shoulder, swallow his mirth as Roll unleashes her own in the chair beside him. Across the table sits the target of this derision with his boots up and his own arms crossed, smirk tugging up a corner of his own lips.

Rock finishes his turn with, "And I'm not wearing hockey pads."

Roll has her head down on the table; She's shaking and snorting.

Blues slides his feet off the table, reaches for the blue figurine amongst the plethora of plastic prototypes that had been what had first prompted the Light siblings to gather, and then for the orange one with spikes for hands.

He turns them to face one another, cyan rocking on its little platform as Blues cries in a falsetto, "Just let my dad reprogram you! I'm the one who deserved to be hit, not you! I'm a coward!

("I don't sound like that!")

I'm dishonest!

(Roll's eyes widen for a moment as her brother speaks, before her stomach begins to shake again with titters)

I'm sneaky, and a wimp.— Five seconds later, pow!" Blues throws the other figure against the kitchen wall, which falls disremembered to steel. Practically yelling, "Is this your strongest machine, Wily?"

"I do not sound like that!" Rock turns to his right. "Do I, Roll?"

Green eyes peer out for a second before she hides her face again and lets her laughter out.