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Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: M-21 thought he could smell something...
Rating: PG
Genre: Family
Word count: 191
Status: Complete
M-21 wandered into the living room and halted at the doorway. So he’d been right.
“Tao,” he said, walking in, “what the fuck.”
Tao looked up from what he was doing with a weak smile. “There’d been a miscalculation in the order -their side, obviously- so I got waaay more meat than I was s’posed to.”
M-21 eyed the mannequins. “And the best thing to do with it all was make suits.” He’d smelled them from his room.
“All this wasn’t going to fit in the fridge, M!” Tao said, waving to the boxes in the entranceway. “And this way, I have some really adjustable material to work with.” He tugged off a meat bowtie and lobbed it at the puppy, who caught it in mid-air.
“The puppy’ll explode if you feed him everything.” How much had he already eaten? The puppy didn’t look much rounder than he usually was but…
Tao batted his eyelashes at him, grinning. “What if I fed you instead?”
M-21 just sighed, turning to leave. “I’ll go get Takeo.”
Between the three of them, they should be able to make a dent in all that food.
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Written for the-story-shards-universe' prompt, '“Don’t judge me on my meat suit.”'
Summary: M-21 thought he could smell something...
Rating: PG
Genre: Family
Word count: 191
Status: Complete
M-21 wandered into the living room and halted at the doorway. So he’d been right.
“Tao,” he said, walking in, “what the fuck.”
Tao looked up from what he was doing with a weak smile. “There’d been a miscalculation in the order -their side, obviously- so I got waaay more meat than I was s’posed to.”
M-21 eyed the mannequins. “And the best thing to do with it all was make suits.” He’d smelled them from his room.
“All this wasn’t going to fit in the fridge, M!” Tao said, waving to the boxes in the entranceway. “And this way, I have some really adjustable material to work with.” He tugged off a meat bowtie and lobbed it at the puppy, who caught it in mid-air.
“The puppy’ll explode if you feed him everything.” How much had he already eaten? The puppy didn’t look much rounder than he usually was but…
Tao batted his eyelashes at him, grinning. “What if I fed you instead?”
M-21 just sighed, turning to leave. “I’ll go get Takeo.”
Between the three of them, they should be able to make a dent in all that food.
Written for the-story-shards-universe' prompt, '“Don’t judge me on my meat suit.”'