A Moment's Respite
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: "…The fuck did you do?" M-21 said, staring at what used to be the living room.
Notes: Written for wolveyshanz's prompt, 'M-21 and a moment's respite'.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Friendship/family
Word count: 526
Status: Complete
"Come on," Tao said, tugging (more pulling) M-21 through the house, "it'll be fun!"
"That's what you always say," M-21 muttered, still following like he always did. Tao hadn't even told him what they were doing. Not that it would have mattered; it wasn't as if he could stop Tao even if he did know.
"Because they are!" Tao kept going at the bottom of the stairs, rather than turning to go towards the lab. M-21 sniffed, but he couldn't smell anything cooking. "Tadaaa!"
"…The fuck did you do?" M-21 said, staring at what used to be the living room. The table and chairs were pushed up against the wall, and tarp was strung up from the lights with what had to be Tao's cables, tenting half of the room from the window. In the centre where the table used to be was a spread of blankets and pillows like the floor was a giant bed. The others were already there, lying down and looking like they'd been there long enough to settle down to await their fate. "Frankenstein's going to kill you." Them. For letting Tao go through with it.
"I already asked and he was fine with it!"
M-21 raised both eyebrows at him. There was no way Frankenstein would agree to that.
"And I'm gonna pack it all away afterwards too."
"With our help," M-21 said with a snort.
"Weeell..." Tao slung an arm around his shoulders. "Since you so generously offered..." Tao grinned, dragging him towards the centre of the bed.
Fuck. He should have known Tao was going to say that.
"The rest of us 'agreed' to the clean up as well," Regis added, looking as if he was on the verge of wrinkling his nose. But that would have been too inelegant for a noble like him. At least he wasn't the only one who'd been roped in then.
"Course ya did — cause ya love me!"
M-21 hit him with a pillow, since everyone else was too polite to.
"Hey!" Tao was laughing anyway, grabbing the pillow and hugging it.
"So why did you want to do this?" M-21 asked, sighing as he lay down next to Takeo, because there was no way out of this and there had to be some reason for it, even if it only made sense to Tao.
"I've never actually camped out, you know?" Tao stretched his hands up to the ceiling. "We were usually just sleeping in the dirt or some safehouse."
"Tao thought we should take baby steps so we can get used to it before we sleep outside," Seira said.
Oh, so that's why they were inside rather than in Frankenstein's garden.
"So we're here for the whole night," M-21 said, fighting so his lips didn't curl up into a smile.
"M," Tao said, his eyes wide in exaggerated curiosity, "do ya have something better to do than hang out with us?"
Something better than being surrounded by the people he loved? People that were just as close to him than those in the M-series?
"No." M-21 took in a deep breath, taking in all their familiar scents. "Of course not."
Summary: "…The fuck did you do?" M-21 said, staring at what used to be the living room.
Notes: Written for wolveyshanz's prompt, 'M-21 and a moment's respite'.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Friendship/family
Word count: 526
Status: Complete
"Come on," Tao said, tugging (more pulling) M-21 through the house, "it'll be fun!"
"That's what you always say," M-21 muttered, still following like he always did. Tao hadn't even told him what they were doing. Not that it would have mattered; it wasn't as if he could stop Tao even if he did know.
"Because they are!" Tao kept going at the bottom of the stairs, rather than turning to go towards the lab. M-21 sniffed, but he couldn't smell anything cooking. "Tadaaa!"
"…The fuck did you do?" M-21 said, staring at what used to be the living room. The table and chairs were pushed up against the wall, and tarp was strung up from the lights with what had to be Tao's cables, tenting half of the room from the window. In the centre where the table used to be was a spread of blankets and pillows like the floor was a giant bed. The others were already there, lying down and looking like they'd been there long enough to settle down to await their fate. "Frankenstein's going to kill you." Them. For letting Tao go through with it.
"I already asked and he was fine with it!"
M-21 raised both eyebrows at him. There was no way Frankenstein would agree to that.
"And I'm gonna pack it all away afterwards too."
"With our help," M-21 said with a snort.
"Weeell..." Tao slung an arm around his shoulders. "Since you so generously offered..." Tao grinned, dragging him towards the centre of the bed.
Fuck. He should have known Tao was going to say that.
"The rest of us 'agreed' to the clean up as well," Regis added, looking as if he was on the verge of wrinkling his nose. But that would have been too inelegant for a noble like him. At least he wasn't the only one who'd been roped in then.
"Course ya did — cause ya love me!"
M-21 hit him with a pillow, since everyone else was too polite to.
"Hey!" Tao was laughing anyway, grabbing the pillow and hugging it.
"So why did you want to do this?" M-21 asked, sighing as he lay down next to Takeo, because there was no way out of this and there had to be some reason for it, even if it only made sense to Tao.
"I've never actually camped out, you know?" Tao stretched his hands up to the ceiling. "We were usually just sleeping in the dirt or some safehouse."
"Tao thought we should take baby steps so we can get used to it before we sleep outside," Seira said.
Oh, so that's why they were inside rather than in Frankenstein's garden.
"So we're here for the whole night," M-21 said, fighting so his lips didn't curl up into a smile.
"M," Tao said, his eyes wide in exaggerated curiosity, "do ya have something better to do than hang out with us?"
Something better than being surrounded by the people he loved? People that were just as close to him than those in the M-series?
"No." M-21 took in a deep breath, taking in all their familiar scents. "Of course not."