Date:
22.06.2009
Prompt:
Spirited Away, Haku/Chihiro, "Wear"
Written for
_midoriko_sama_
as a birthday present
Rating:
M for slight innuendoand potty
mouth
Word Count:
none
Warning: Ummm
… unexpected turns?
~~~ O u t t a k e s ~~~
File
No. : # 4328
Agent
: SnuffleDaddy1963[Ogino_Akio]
Date recorded :
2009-06-21
Time recorded :
06:45 PM
Location recorded:
my little sweet-sixteen beachy-queen moppet[Ogino_Chihiro]'s
bedroom
Delinquent :
no-good, black-haired, green-eyed wimp[Nigihayami_Kohaku]
Alert
: red
+++ BELOW IS TRANSCRIPT OF RECORDING +++
(C)ute
little baby daughter
(H)azardous
interloper
H: Nah,
don't think so.
C:
It's exactly your size!
H:
Too tight. Also, I do not think blue is my colour.
C:
*sotto voce*
Don't know about blue, but 501 is definitely your number.
H:
What are you looking at?
C:
The right fit. You have to close that button, though. Here, let me
...
H:
Oy! Stop fingering my ...
C:
Yeees?
H:
Well, stop touching.
*rustling of cloth*
H:
Ack, too tight!
C:
I'm only trying to help!
H:
...
C:
There. Wasn't so bad, was it? *weakly*
I'm never going to wash my hands again.
H:
You were saying?
C:
Nothing. Nothing at all.
H:
...
C:
...
H:
Whatever. It's too tight. I'd really rather not wear this. I feel ...
C:
Yeees?
H:
Ridiculous. *sotto voce*
Vulnerable.
C:
Well, tough. I'm not taking you without. I'm not showing up at my
favourite sushi bar with a guy dressed in medieval clothing.
H:
*sulkily*
No sushi is worth this, whatever the heck it is.
C:
It's FISH.
H:
...
C: RAW
fish.
H:
...
C:
FRESHWATER fish. SALTWATER fish. CRABS. The kind DRAGONS simply
love.
H:
...
C:
...
H:
Oh, for the love of ...
C:
*sweetly*
What? Cat got your tongue? What's it taste like, kitty? FISH, maybe?
H:
*coldly*
FINE. I'll wear this ridiculously tight thing.
*clinking sounds*
C:
And this dress shirt?
H:
AND this funny kosode. I pull it over my head, yes?
C:
Yeees.
*rustling of cloth*
H:
*muffled* This food had better be worth all this trouble.
C:
*breathily*
Good. Butt. Eh. Better. Perfect.
H:
*muffled*
And why does it need so many buttons?
C:
*breathily*
Chest, eh, just let me help you?
H:
Nah, I'm fine now. Can we go now?
C:
*unnaturally high voice*
Yeees. You go right ahead?
H:
...
C:
Just... go ahead? Please?
H:
*fading*
... You're really behaving in a funny way, Chihiro. I think next time
we'd better meet in my world.
C:
*fading*
Ass, eh, as you like.
*fading bickering**door closing*
+++ END OF TRANSCRIPTION +++
Appropriate action taken: dragged wife[Ogino_Yuuko] out of tub, showed up at sushi bar with wife in tow. Feigned massive delight in 'coincidentally' meeting Baby Girl And Her Little Friend, to increasingly sour countenance of green-eyed perpetrator. Feigned getting drunk, to increasingly sour countenance of little moppet. Forced her to drag drunken self home, to increasingly sour countenance of wife.
Mission: accomplished.
Collateral: bruised cheekbone, headcold due to night spent on living room couch. Trifles.
+++ End File +++