A Spy, A Queen, And A Spaz

What happens when an author challenges a fandom to inspire a new OT3? Why, this fic happens!

Here's the first ever Hal/Misa/Takada OT3 fic. :3

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As Misa flopped down at the dinner table, she kicked her high heel glossy leather boots up, and glared at

her most gracious host. There's that stupid bitch, sitting there all smug like she's got Light all to herself. Tch.

Takada said calmly, "You seem rather troubled, Miss Amane."

Misa widened one eye and smacked the table. "You damn well know why, Kiyomi!" She crossed her arms

solemnly. "How can you sit there like a damn happy bitch who stole a girl's lover?"

Hal, dressed in casual but formal attire, raised a hand to speak but Takada raised hers toward Hal, implying

that silence was the best approach here.

"Miss Amane. Light and I are simply trying to catch Kira. Nothing more." Takada said, smiling despite the

ridiculous look on Misa's face. It was all Hal could do herself to stay serious when dealing with the Amane

woman. She was almost like a kinky ten-year-old wearing her mother's makeup. And since the last place

Hal had seen Amane was under her arms, preventing an assault on Miss Takada, Misa's whole aura was

just tactless arrogance. Which Hal found really funny. And though the "refined" Takada would never admit

it, she was thoroughly enjoying talking to Misa as if she were a younger daughter or something of the sort.

"Don't think I don't see him covering up his collar when he comes home." Misa snapped, watching Takada

with narrowed eyes.

At this, Takada seemed visibly unnerved. She knew that had been a bad idea. Now she was feeling it.

"I... don't know why he would need to." she said nervously.

Misa grinned despite having been so serious a mere moment ago. She poured a third glass of wine casually.

"I bet you're bad in bed, heheh." Now Hal spoke at that.

"Miss Amane. That is entirely unnecessary at the dinner table." Again Takada raised a hand for silence.

She was intrigued. "Does my expertise in the bedroom interest you, Miss Amane?" Misa hicced a little and

giggled.

"Maybe it does. So whut." She tipped back more wine cheerfully. Hal looked between the two, closed her

eyes acceptingly, and settled herself in a seat on the third side of the table. She took the bottle from Misa

disdainedly and poured herself and Takada a rather large portion.

Takada raised an eyebrow. Misa Amane was worried that Kiyomi Takada was better in bed than she was?

This deserved some digging. "Surely you know what Yagami-san likes?"

Misa waved her hand, a broad grin across her face. "Duuuh. And he told me I give the best blowjobs in the

world." Takada pursed her lips and looked off into the corner. She had a distaste for those. She certainly

had never given Light one. Maybe she was just too formal and old-fashioned, but making love meant just that,

and not all these other useless things people did. Light, of course, had done things with her, but she herself

preferred straight-forward activities, nothing unusual. As she looked at Misa, she blinked. She's probably

into bondage...might as well ask.

"I would have assumed by your preferance in dress and appearance that you were into... other things.

Bondage and the like." Misa laughed out loud, laced the laughter with small giggles. "That's like, all we do!

Hahahaha" She drank more, and Hal snorted. She covered it up by pouring herself another glass. She

and Mello had entertained ridiculous topics like this while he lived in her bathroom. The two had played

around once or twice, (Mello could be very persuasive) but nothing really permanent. She was glad he was

gone sometimes. Other times she really missed the company. Either way, Hal felt Mello and Misa would

get along famously.

"We do tons o' stuff liike that. Handcuffs, bein' tied up, you name it, Takki." She smirked. "Has Light ever

made you feel so special? Maybe he just wants to meet Kira." Hal turned to Misa and said, "Light is certainly

interested in Kira. Has he ever talked to you about it?" Takada interjected. "This is not a forum to discuss

Kira--hic!" Takada put her hand over her lips suddenly, blushing bright red. "How terribly unbecoming." she said,

embarassedly. All three drank some more, but Misa was clearly not holding her wine very well. She began

bringing the bottle down rather harder than necessary, causing wine to splash onto the--now permanently

stained--white tablecloth. None of them cared at this point, because the tension or rather the purpose of the dinner

was becoming lost to them. Hal was getting a little red in the cheeks, and Takada felt a tad light but Misa,

an experienced partier, was stone drunk by now. She pointed her finger at the fluttery Takada and said loudly;

"If you could please me, then maybe, MAYBE I'd believe you were a rival for Light's heart...hic." Hal turned to

Takada, smiling absently.

"Is... that a challenge, Miss...Miss...er..." Takada found it hard to recall Misa's name, though she had spoken it

so many times that night. Goodness, what year was this wine? It was extraordinary. "Damn straight! You gonna

take it, huh Kiyomi?"

Takada looked Misa right in the eye and said "...Yes." Hal's eyes widened. "Wait, er, I... uhm..."

The two jealous women looked at the foreign, well-endowed blonde. "Yeah?" Misa said impatiently.

Hal resigned herself to how things were going to go, her inhibitions nearly gone. "I... want to join too." She lowered

her eyes, knowing her intoxication was most definitely complete.

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Near turned to Rester. "Commander Rester, could you please turn off my headset connection to Hal?" The officer

looked at the genius detective. "Er.. why?" Near blushed, but no one would ever, ever see that. Trying to sound as

neutral as he could, Near said "There's some... interference. It's bugging me." Rester flicked the switch off.

Sometimes that kid was just weird.

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The sound of chairs scraping as the three sat up was quite loud. Mostly because Misa had tripped whilst

getting up and succeeded in knocking herself and her chair over. "Owwies."

Hal and Takada tried, they honestly did. They tried not to laugh, they couldn't, it was so uncouth but...

"Hahahahahaha!!" The two older women began laughing comically, hardly able to control themselves.

And then Misa started laughing too, so she wouldn't feel left out, and everyone just laughed. Soon they forgot

why they were laughing and giggling, or even there. Then Hal turned and kissed Takada, rather fiercely.

Takada's eyes widened. Misa gasped. Takada was smaller, frailer than Hal was, and fell back in her seat. Hell,

the blonde could have simply thrust her sizable chest at Takada and knocked her over. But Hal pursued her new

focus onto the chair. Buttons were undone. Restrictive suit jacket away. Misa stared. She hadn't honestly

been serious, but this... it was turning her on. A lot. More than she would have thought two gorgeous women

making out would have.

And she wanted in. Now.

She was quickly missing a point to jump in though...