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fractal_mirrors2006-12-11 11:42 pm
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Babysitting [xxxHOLiC; English]
Title: Babysitting
Rating: G
Genre: Genfic / humour
Characters: Kero, Yue and the Mokonas (with really small Clow & Yuuko cameos)
Summary: The Guardians get stuck watching over their half-siblings.
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amewarashi X3
Babysitting
“Don't let them have too much sugar,” said Clow, “or drink too much, for that matter. Oh, and try to get them to go to bed at a reasonable hour. And remember, above everything else, make sure they stay in the house –”
“Yeah, yeah,” Cerberus interrupted, rolling his eyes at him. “We get it.”
“They'll be in good hands,” Yue assured him. “You don't have to worry about them.”
The wizard looked over his shoulder to see if Yuuko was listening. She was kissing the Mokonas goodbye, without paying attention to the others.
“To be completely honest,” Clow told them in a low voice, now that she was distracted, “it's your well-being I'm worried about.”
“Oh, come on,” said his Sun Guardian. “We can take care of two tiny meatbuns. What could possibly go wrong?”
Only two hours later, he had plenty of answers already. Most of them were quite unexpected; they hadn't imagined that those cute and apparently harmless beings could make such a huge mess in such a short time. The house looked as if it had been abandoned for weeks, or as if a hurricane had passed through it, or both. There already were broken teacups all around, the library was unrecognizable, and the lamp in the dining room threatened to fall any minute if Larg kept using it as a swing.
Cerberus managed to take him down from there, but his troubles weren't over. The mischievous being took the chance to grab the lion's tail, and wouldn't let go no matter how much he shook it.
“Get off me!” he roared. “Hey, Yue! I could use a little help here!”
“Not now,” his brother replied. He was too busy trying to figure out how to take Soel out of a porcelain flower vase without breaking it in the process. Not even his slim hand seemed to fit in there, and it was anyone's guess how such a fat creature had managed to squeeze into it.
“Stupid magical congress thing,” the Sun Guardian groaned, finally throwing Larg away from his aching tail. Mokona just laughed, bounced against a wall and disappeared from sight. “How many days did they say it'd last?”
“Too many,” Yue muttered. He had caught one of Soel's ears at last, but there still was no way to get him out of the vase. “Come on, I'm not joking anymore!”
“When have you ever?” Cerberus said, but his teasing was half-hearted. Besides, now another voice was occupying the Moon Guardian's attention.
“Actually,” Soel giggled, “Mokona is kind of... stuck.”
Yue gave up and dropped the vase, resigned, while Soel laughed and bounced away.
“So...” he said, “what are we going to tell Clow when he comes back?”
“... that he knew this would happen?” his brother suggested.
There was yet another crash as their Master's favourite porcelain teapot hit the floor. Yue winced, and then sighed.
“That should do.”
Rating: G
Genre: Genfic / humour
Characters: Kero, Yue and the Mokonas (with really small Clow & Yuuko cameos)
Summary: The Guardians get stuck watching over their half-siblings.
Notes: This one's for
amewarashi X3“Don't let them have too much sugar,” said Clow, “or drink too much, for that matter. Oh, and try to get them to go to bed at a reasonable hour. And remember, above everything else, make sure they stay in the house –”
“Yeah, yeah,” Cerberus interrupted, rolling his eyes at him. “We get it.”
“They'll be in good hands,” Yue assured him. “You don't have to worry about them.”
The wizard looked over his shoulder to see if Yuuko was listening. She was kissing the Mokonas goodbye, without paying attention to the others.
“To be completely honest,” Clow told them in a low voice, now that she was distracted, “it's your well-being I'm worried about.”
“Oh, come on,” said his Sun Guardian. “We can take care of two tiny meatbuns. What could possibly go wrong?”
Only two hours later, he had plenty of answers already. Most of them were quite unexpected; they hadn't imagined that those cute and apparently harmless beings could make such a huge mess in such a short time. The house looked as if it had been abandoned for weeks, or as if a hurricane had passed through it, or both. There already were broken teacups all around, the library was unrecognizable, and the lamp in the dining room threatened to fall any minute if Larg kept using it as a swing.
Cerberus managed to take him down from there, but his troubles weren't over. The mischievous being took the chance to grab the lion's tail, and wouldn't let go no matter how much he shook it.
“Get off me!” he roared. “Hey, Yue! I could use a little help here!”
“Not now,” his brother replied. He was too busy trying to figure out how to take Soel out of a porcelain flower vase without breaking it in the process. Not even his slim hand seemed to fit in there, and it was anyone's guess how such a fat creature had managed to squeeze into it.
“Stupid magical congress thing,” the Sun Guardian groaned, finally throwing Larg away from his aching tail. Mokona just laughed, bounced against a wall and disappeared from sight. “How many days did they say it'd last?”
“Too many,” Yue muttered. He had caught one of Soel's ears at last, but there still was no way to get him out of the vase. “Come on, I'm not joking anymore!”
“When have you ever?” Cerberus said, but his teasing was half-hearted. Besides, now another voice was occupying the Moon Guardian's attention.
“Actually,” Soel giggled, “Mokona is kind of... stuck.”
Yue gave up and dropped the vase, resigned, while Soel laughed and bounced away.
“So...” he said, “what are we going to tell Clow when he comes back?”
“... that he knew this would happen?” his brother suggested.
There was yet another crash as their Master's favourite porcelain teapot hit the floor. Yue winced, and then sighed.
“That should do.”
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“... that he knew this would happen?” is utterly, utterly brilliant. I enjoyed this, like I enjoy most of your work.
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