[fic] TGZ: Humming
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ickaimpWas very strange to walk into my house for the first time in a week and realise that I no longer consider it 'home'.
Short and Strange TGZ, no idea where in the timeline it falls.
"Hey, Chuckles?" Hakuba's congested voice wheezed in his ear. Kid grinned. It was a lovely night for a heist, the only downside being his favourite blond detective had caught a miserable cold and was home sick, watching the heist on 'Aunty Beeb' instead of chasing him in person.
Hirokini had had a gem of an idea however, modifying a hands-free device for their cell phones to work as walkie-talkies so that they could talk. He'd turn his off while he was in the spotlight, but it was amusing to get the commentary in the background before he made his grand appearance.
The AI was having a blast as well. In addition to scrambling his and Hakuba's connection to prevent people from listening in, Hirokini was also keeping tabs on people's reactions worldwide via the internet. He'd been toning down the heists since his arrival to Europe, but there were some things he just couldn't pass up.
Such as blatant challenges. Heh.
Even if he did get the detective and Chat Noir's opinion on any potential appearances before doing so. Sometimes he wondered when he had gotten married and gained In-laws. Although technically, Chat Noir would be from his side...
"Yeah, Wheezy?" He grinned back. Hakuba couldn't complain at the nickname, using a variety of alias' had been his idea, just in case someone physically over heard. Even if it was more of a danger on Hakuba's end instead of his. The odds of someone listening in to him from the rooftop's shadows were highly unlikely.
"If ya don't stop humming da 'Mission Impossible' theme, I'm gonna stagger down dere and belt you one." The announcement was followed by the flemy hacking cough that kept the detective both miserable and home.
Kid snickered. "Yes, dear."
Fortunately, or unfortunately as the case may be, Hakuba didn't appear to have heard his retort. "Jus' a moment, phone call."
"'Kay." He took advantage of the pause in conversation to change rooftops. He was still dressed in dark grey, watching the proceedings with cackling glee. Nothing like a heist to get his blood racing.
Hakuba got back on the line. "Dat was Auntie Kitty." The detective announced with grave dignity. "She called ta say dat she can hear you hummin' in France."
Kid paused. There was no way the cat burglar could have heard him. Especially not all the way in Paris.
"-And if you don't stop, she's gonna come down dere and smack you one." Hakuba continued. There was no way the bastard should have been able to sound smug either, but he did.
"I'd like to see her try..." He mused.
"I wouldn't go for it." Hirokini advised. "She can be -scary-."
"She's a woman." Hakuba grumped as if that explained it. Perhaps it did, just take a look at the women in their lives. Koizumi - witch, Aoko - temper, Hakuba's Mum - insane, his Mother... Okay, so she wasn't all that scary. Except for the continuing habit of trying to get him to eat fish...
Okay, yeah. Women were scary.
"I'll be good." He promised.
Hakuba hurmphed in return. "Like dat's possible."
"There's a first time for everything." Hirokini mused. Good Hirokini-kun. At least the AI was on his side. "I suppose..."
What was that supposed to mean?! "Hey!"
"Dey're startin' a countdown." Hakuba advised. "Is like an early New Year's Eve down dere..." He marveled.
"I'll get you back later." He promised, reaching up and switching off the communicator, the sound of Hakuba's wheezing laughter mixing with Hirokini's lighter giggles fading as he put the device in his pocket.
He'd think of something suitable for revenge later. Preferably messy and on the embarrassing side.
Right now however... it was Showtime.
-fin-
Aunty Beeb - the BBC, British Television.
Short and Strange TGZ, no idea where in the timeline it falls.
"Hey, Chuckles?" Hakuba's congested voice wheezed in his ear. Kid grinned. It was a lovely night for a heist, the only downside being his favourite blond detective had caught a miserable cold and was home sick, watching the heist on 'Aunty Beeb' instead of chasing him in person.
Hirokini had had a gem of an idea however, modifying a hands-free device for their cell phones to work as walkie-talkies so that they could talk. He'd turn his off while he was in the spotlight, but it was amusing to get the commentary in the background before he made his grand appearance.
The AI was having a blast as well. In addition to scrambling his and Hakuba's connection to prevent people from listening in, Hirokini was also keeping tabs on people's reactions worldwide via the internet. He'd been toning down the heists since his arrival to Europe, but there were some things he just couldn't pass up.
Such as blatant challenges. Heh.
Even if he did get the detective and Chat Noir's opinion on any potential appearances before doing so. Sometimes he wondered when he had gotten married and gained In-laws. Although technically, Chat Noir would be from his side...
"Yeah, Wheezy?" He grinned back. Hakuba couldn't complain at the nickname, using a variety of alias' had been his idea, just in case someone physically over heard. Even if it was more of a danger on Hakuba's end instead of his. The odds of someone listening in to him from the rooftop's shadows were highly unlikely.
"If ya don't stop humming da 'Mission Impossible' theme, I'm gonna stagger down dere and belt you one." The announcement was followed by the flemy hacking cough that kept the detective both miserable and home.
Kid snickered. "Yes, dear."
Fortunately, or unfortunately as the case may be, Hakuba didn't appear to have heard his retort. "Jus' a moment, phone call."
"'Kay." He took advantage of the pause in conversation to change rooftops. He was still dressed in dark grey, watching the proceedings with cackling glee. Nothing like a heist to get his blood racing.
Hakuba got back on the line. "Dat was Auntie Kitty." The detective announced with grave dignity. "She called ta say dat she can hear you hummin' in France."
Kid paused. There was no way the cat burglar could have heard him. Especially not all the way in Paris.
"-And if you don't stop, she's gonna come down dere and smack you one." Hakuba continued. There was no way the bastard should have been able to sound smug either, but he did.
"I'd like to see her try..." He mused.
"I wouldn't go for it." Hirokini advised. "She can be -scary-."
"She's a woman." Hakuba grumped as if that explained it. Perhaps it did, just take a look at the women in their lives. Koizumi - witch, Aoko - temper, Hakuba's Mum - insane, his Mother... Okay, so she wasn't all that scary. Except for the continuing habit of trying to get him to eat fish...
Okay, yeah. Women were scary.
"I'll be good." He promised.
Hakuba hurmphed in return. "Like dat's possible."
"There's a first time for everything." Hirokini mused. Good Hirokini-kun. At least the AI was on his side. "I suppose..."
What was that supposed to mean?! "Hey!"
"Dey're startin' a countdown." Hakuba advised. "Is like an early New Year's Eve down dere..." He marveled.
"I'll get you back later." He promised, reaching up and switching off the communicator, the sound of Hakuba's wheezing laughter mixing with Hirokini's lighter giggles fading as he put the device in his pocket.
He'd think of something suitable for revenge later. Preferably messy and on the embarrassing side.
Right now however... it was Showtime.
-fin-
Aunty Beeb - the BBC, British Television.
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Date: 2005-05-10 05:44 am (UTC)Although there are a few places where spaces are non.exsistant. Like:
miserablecold
spotlight,but
Althoughtechnically,
That's all that I caught, though ^.^
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Date: 2005-05-10 01:41 pm (UTC)-was doing this at work and the word wrap went really really wonky. Thought I had gotten most of them... ^^;;