Weiß Kreuz (Weiß) [Week 5 - Prompt 3] Title: Tribbles Author:trio Rating: G Warnings: humor Word Count: 194 Summary: Someone's up to something in the Koneko.
"There are tribbles in my bedroom," Omi announced Monday morning. When the others looked up from breakfast, they were treated to a sour-looking boy in rumpled pajamas, his hair in disarray, and his eyes glaring daggers at each of them.
"What's a tribble?" Ken wanted to know, when Yoji started to snicker. The older man beat Omi to the explanation as Aya watched, a raised eyebrow his only response.
"They're creatures from this weird American show," he said. "I'll show you sometime."
Omi blinked at Yoji for a minute, then sat down, his anger of a few moments ago faded by the thought that Yoji, of all people, knew Star Trek. Perhaps there was still hope for the man...
Finally coming back to himself, Omi spoke up again, quieter this time. "They're glued to my desk. Permanently glued. I'm gonna need a flamethrower or a new desk," he muttered.
"The prankster pays," Aya said, his voice flat as he finally offered up his opinion on the whole situation. The others looked at each other for a long minute before nodding.
Of course, that was assuming someone stepped forward or they ever figured it out...