After Hours
Aug. 20th, 2011 10:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: Just a normal day after work...
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Contains swearing.
Spoilers up to chapter 154.
For the prompt, 'Any, any, dust storms.' Except I read this as 'dust clouds'. *facepalm*
Genre: Humour/Crack
Word count: 342
Status: Complete
The lights were already on when Takeo, Tao and M-21 arrived home after work, but there was something that made Takeo slow down, scanning the living room. His skin prickled, setting him on edge, and that was when Takeo saw the cloud of dust hanging around the ceiling. What...?
There was a sucking breath behind him, and Takeo turned to see M-21 staring at the cloud in wide-eyed horror. That was when the panic started to race in - M-21 wasn't ruffled by anything, unless it involved the kids being hurt, and the thought made Takeo's stomach roll.
"What is it?" he whispered, listening out for anything that shouldn't be there.
And fuck, his pistols were in his room! They should still be able to handle-
"Frankenstein's cleaning."
Takeo stopped breathing.
Oh, shit.
That meant one of two things: they would be put to work, cleaning up every corner of the house so that not one speck of dust remained, or if they so much as left a bit of dirt-
If they so much as left a bit of dirt where Frankenstein had already cleaned, the dark aura drifting in through the other door would wrap itself around them like a boa constrictor would do to its prey until it enveloped them completely, like it had just done with the dust cloud. When the aura moved again a few seconds later, there was nothing left of the cloud.
Takeo swallowed, a cold chill running through his body. "We come back when he's asleep?"
Tao laughed weakly. "How about not at all tonight...?"
"He...probably won't mind," M-21 said carefully, eyeing the aura as it twisted around the ceiling, "as long as we go to work tomorrow."
If they were wrong though... Takeo couldn't quite suppress a shudder.
"He would have known we were here as soon as we opened the door, right?" Tao mused.
Right. "He hasn't called us yet, so we're getting out of here before he changes his mind."
Together, they fled as quickly and as quietly as they could.
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Soooo... Who distracted the kids and cleaned the plates that night? Uh-oh.
I once had a small plotbunny about how Frankenstein cleaned his house - it decided that it was through his aura. X3
Summary: Just a normal day after work...
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Contains swearing.
Spoilers up to chapter 154.
For the prompt, 'Any, any, dust storms.' Except I read this as 'dust clouds'. *facepalm*
Genre: Humour/Crack
Word count: 342
Status: Complete
The lights were already on when Takeo, Tao and M-21 arrived home after work, but there was something that made Takeo slow down, scanning the living room. His skin prickled, setting him on edge, and that was when Takeo saw the cloud of dust hanging around the ceiling. What...?
There was a sucking breath behind him, and Takeo turned to see M-21 staring at the cloud in wide-eyed horror. That was when the panic started to race in - M-21 wasn't ruffled by anything, unless it involved the kids being hurt, and the thought made Takeo's stomach roll.
"What is it?" he whispered, listening out for anything that shouldn't be there.
And fuck, his pistols were in his room! They should still be able to handle-
"Frankenstein's cleaning."
Takeo stopped breathing.
Oh, shit.
That meant one of two things: they would be put to work, cleaning up every corner of the house so that not one speck of dust remained, or if they so much as left a bit of dirt-
If they so much as left a bit of dirt where Frankenstein had already cleaned, the dark aura drifting in through the other door would wrap itself around them like a boa constrictor would do to its prey until it enveloped them completely, like it had just done with the dust cloud. When the aura moved again a few seconds later, there was nothing left of the cloud.
Takeo swallowed, a cold chill running through his body. "We come back when he's asleep?"
Tao laughed weakly. "How about not at all tonight...?"
"He...probably won't mind," M-21 said carefully, eyeing the aura as it twisted around the ceiling, "as long as we go to work tomorrow."
If they were wrong though... Takeo couldn't quite suppress a shudder.
"He would have known we were here as soon as we opened the door, right?" Tao mused.
Right. "He hasn't called us yet, so we're getting out of here before he changes his mind."
Together, they fled as quickly and as quietly as they could.
Soooo... Who distracted the kids and cleaned the plates that night? Uh-oh.
I once had a small plotbunny about how Frankenstein cleaned his house - it decided that it was through his aura. X3