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esp_dragon) wrote2012-11-24 09:02 pm
esp_dragon) wrote2012-11-24 09:02 pm
Teach
Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: M-21 and Takeo catch Tao dancing in his room.
Rating: PG-13
Contains: CRACK, CRACK AND MORE CRACK. Also, Tao.
Notes: Set past season 3.
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lucathia_rykatu. :P
Long story short, there's only so much angst my brain can take before it leaps to the other end of the spectrum out of sheer self-preservation.
Genre: Humour
Word count: 319
Status: Complete
M-21 glanced at Takeo, who was frowning, looking as puzzled as he felt. There was thumping coming from Tao's room, music accompanying it. It wasn't that strange, but the same song had been playing over and over again throughout the afternoon and M-21 wondered why Tao hadn't grown tired of it yet.
"We should probably check on him," Takeo muttered.
"…Yeah." On the one hand, they probably didn't want to know what exactly Tao was doing; on the other hand, they'd at least get a warning on what he was planning.
Tao's door wasn't locked as usual, and when it swung open, M-21 could clearly see Tao dancing without a care, belting out the lyrics that were blasting out of his computer.
"- who know how to enjoy - oh, hey!"
…At least he didn't seem to be planning anything.
Tao turned to turn the music down.
"So, you're just dancing," Takeo said warily, glancing around Tao's room.
"Yep – why?" Tao asked, peering at them once he was done. "What did you think I was doing?"
"Planning another joke," M-21 said, deadpan.
"Heh." Tao grinned, shaking his head. "Nope, no joke-plotting here – just practicing this so I can dance with the children tomorrow."
M-21 eyed him. It seemed innocent enough.
"Oh, I know!"
Shit.
"If I teach you the dance moves, you can dance with us!"
"Tao-!" Too late. Tao had already snagged their arms and dragged them into his room. Before M-21 could pull his arm free, Tao had maneuvered him and Takeo to stand side-by-side. Tao lifted M-21's arms so that they were raised a little in front of him, his arms crossing over each other at the wrist. It took a second for Tao to do the same for Takeo.
"All right!" Tao sprang back to his computer, putting the sound back up. "Let's get started!"
"Oppa is Gangnam style!"
What was with these lyrics…?
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Italicised dialogue are the translated Gangnam Style lyrics. Well, except for 'oppa' because I keep flip-flopping on whether to translate that or not. orz;;
Summary: M-21 and Takeo catch Tao dancing in his room.
Rating: PG-13
Contains: CRACK, CRACK AND MORE CRACK. Also, Tao.
Notes: Set past season 3.
Blame
lucathia_rykatu. :PLong story short, there's only so much angst my brain can take before it leaps to the other end of the spectrum out of sheer self-preservation.
Genre: Humour
Word count: 319
Status: Complete
M-21 glanced at Takeo, who was frowning, looking as puzzled as he felt. There was thumping coming from Tao's room, music accompanying it. It wasn't that strange, but the same song had been playing over and over again throughout the afternoon and M-21 wondered why Tao hadn't grown tired of it yet.
"We should probably check on him," Takeo muttered.
"…Yeah." On the one hand, they probably didn't want to know what exactly Tao was doing; on the other hand, they'd at least get a warning on what he was planning.
Tao's door wasn't locked as usual, and when it swung open, M-21 could clearly see Tao dancing without a care, belting out the lyrics that were blasting out of his computer.
"- who know how to enjoy - oh, hey!"
…At least he didn't seem to be planning anything.
Tao turned to turn the music down.
"So, you're just dancing," Takeo said warily, glancing around Tao's room.
"Yep – why?" Tao asked, peering at them once he was done. "What did you think I was doing?"
"Planning another joke," M-21 said, deadpan.
"Heh." Tao grinned, shaking his head. "Nope, no joke-plotting here – just practicing this so I can dance with the children tomorrow."
M-21 eyed him. It seemed innocent enough.
"Oh, I know!"
Shit.
"If I teach you the dance moves, you can dance with us!"
"Tao-!" Too late. Tao had already snagged their arms and dragged them into his room. Before M-21 could pull his arm free, Tao had maneuvered him and Takeo to stand side-by-side. Tao lifted M-21's arms so that they were raised a little in front of him, his arms crossing over each other at the wrist. It took a second for Tao to do the same for Takeo.
"All right!" Tao sprang back to his computer, putting the sound back up. "Let's get started!"
"Oppa is Gangnam style!"
What was with these lyrics…?
Italicised dialogue are the translated Gangnam Style lyrics. Well, except for 'oppa' because I keep flip-flopping on whether to translate that or not. orz;;