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The Excuse
A/N and Warning
I rated it T because nothing sexually explicit happens. It’s just a bunch of implied/lewd conversation. So if you're uncomfortable with sexual suggestions then FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY... GO BACK NOW! And save your sanity!!
Those who are okay with innuendo and all that jazz... read on!
Chapter One: Fog Equals Lost
"SKEEEEEEEEITH!" Haseo screamed out in his usual manner, making us wonder about his vocal cords.
The familiar voice reached his short two toned demonic like ears. The emotional torrent that, if it had words would have been along the lines of 'oh snap', rippled though his body... breathing life into him and awoke the prone black hued figure from his afternoon nap on the soft grass.
...And then he appeared before the lithe bondaged figure that was dressed in black leather and had way too many belts to be practical.
Haseo, along with Squall and Lulu belonged to the club "Leather Unlimited" which used to be part of bondage monthly, but due to not having enough nudity broke off to form their own community. A community committed to wearing lots of belts and leather!
"Help me!" Haseo cried as he ran and hid behind the tall black figure of his avatar.
"What seems to be the matter, Haseo?" Skeith questioned. Hypnotized by his master's arousing abs he failed to notice the black fog creeping up on them.
"There’s six of them following me!" Haseo thrusted his arm out from behind, making it look like Skeith just grew an extra arm, and pointed at the dark army of leather clad Haseo's in front of him. "...And they all want sunchips!" He further exclaimed.
The doppel!haseo's slowly marched forward, their black aura creating a black misty fog. They seemed in no rush and had oddly stopped, but continued walking in place as soon as Skeith had appeared.
"Maybe they're lining up for some Vitamin H?" Skeith suggested.
"I have a headache!" Haseo cried.
That only meant that Skeith would not freely get some love and passion today. This caused him to pout slightly.
"Why don’t you just feed them with leed?" Skeith continued, obviously meaning 'lead' but English was his 3rd language so we will forgive him this time. "Or dress up in a frilly apron and cook for them."
For reasons unknown... Haseo whipped out a frilly red apron and put it on.
A kitchen set appears! What will you do?
-Bang on the pots and pans with a spatula.
-Cook!
-Burn everything with cleansing fire!
Haseo... with the same unknown reasoning started to cook a delicious meal of sandwiches... which was the only thing he knew how to make and also had the recipe mastered.
The doppel!haseo's ate their fill and left, the dark fog vanishing with them. With that they were no longer lost and could now return… and finish the quest of course.
/That was a weird quest./ Haseo thought quietly to himself when he arrived back in town.
/Not as weird as the time we fought rain clouds./
"Gah!" Haseo exclaimed as he heard the unmistakable voice that sounded like a dying cow.
How dare he stand in his blind spot! He should really fix that, and so he began to fuss with his first form hair, but he didn't have the right tools so he failed. Skeith noticed this and whipped out a comb and hairspray. He smacked the boy’s hands away and fussed with the mess of silver hair until he had finished.
"There!" Skeith exclaimed, a heart exclamation appeared as he admired the new hair style.
Haseo now stood there... with his 3rd form hairstyle. Now no one would be able to sneak up on him now! Not with these hair antennas! "Hahahahhaha!!" He laughed insanely.
Now we know where Skeith got his mocking laughter from and also the aesthetic function of Haseo's 3rd form hairstyle.
The end!