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[fic] Quick Guard Dog scene
Add 'mildly dizzy' to the coughing and the tired. *sighs* *whinges* *shoots self for whinging*
Here. Have some comedy. It'll make you feel better.
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Seto pulled the towel off his head as he exited the bathroom, pausing to examine the clothing that had been set out on his bed while he'd been in the shower, washing the sweat off from this mornings sparring practise.
Turtleneck.
Leather pants.
Duster.
Boots.
Appropriate undergarments, accessories and shiny buckles.
He raised an eyebrow, staring at it for a moment. After a moment's thought, he turned and opened his bedroom door, after a quick double check that his robe was fastened securely.
"Mokuba?" He called. Jounouchi's door was shut and he could hear the blond's shower running. There was a muffled thump and the sound of scurrying from Mokuba's room before his brother's dishevelled head popped out of the doorway.
"Yeah, 'Niisama?" Mokuba appeared to be attempting to put on his shirt and jacket on at the same time and failing at both.
"Is there a particular reason behind today's garments?" Seto inquired. He usually did not have his clothing laid out for him, unless Mokuba felt it to be a special occasion.
"You weren't expecting it, were you?" Mokuba grinned.
Seto glanced back at the -white- clothing with the -black- duster. "No."
"Then neither will anyone else." Mokuba pulled his hair out of his shirt and ducked back into his room, while Noa announced he found the hair brush.
Seto shrugged. "I suppose I should be grateful you did not attempt to dye my hair blue and my eyes brown."
"No, I tried to." Mokuba assured him from the depths of his room. "But Jounouchi wouldn't let me do it."
Seto paused before turning to go back into his room and get dressed for the day. "Remind me to give him a raise..."
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Here. Have some comedy. It'll make you feel better.
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Seto pulled the towel off his head as he exited the bathroom, pausing to examine the clothing that had been set out on his bed while he'd been in the shower, washing the sweat off from this mornings sparring practise.
Turtleneck.
Leather pants.
Duster.
Boots.
Appropriate undergarments, accessories and shiny buckles.
He raised an eyebrow, staring at it for a moment. After a moment's thought, he turned and opened his bedroom door, after a quick double check that his robe was fastened securely.
"Mokuba?" He called. Jounouchi's door was shut and he could hear the blond's shower running. There was a muffled thump and the sound of scurrying from Mokuba's room before his brother's dishevelled head popped out of the doorway.
"Yeah, 'Niisama?" Mokuba appeared to be attempting to put on his shirt and jacket on at the same time and failing at both.
"Is there a particular reason behind today's garments?" Seto inquired. He usually did not have his clothing laid out for him, unless Mokuba felt it to be a special occasion.
"You weren't expecting it, were you?" Mokuba grinned.
Seto glanced back at the -white- clothing with the -black- duster. "No."
"Then neither will anyone else." Mokuba pulled his hair out of his shirt and ducked back into his room, while Noa announced he found the hair brush.
Seto shrugged. "I suppose I should be grateful you did not attempt to dye my hair blue and my eyes brown."
"No, I tried to." Mokuba assured him from the depths of his room. "But Jounouchi wouldn't let me do it."
Seto paused before turning to go back into his room and get dressed for the day. "Remind me to give him a raise..."
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