Author: Firefly Fairy In A Bottle PM
Think Toad and Yoshi are such great friends? Think again... in more ways than one. A series of drabbles about two bittersweet rivals. Slash.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor/Romance - Yoshi & Toad - Chapters: 5 - Words: 2,682 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 01-13-13 - Published: 07-12-12 - id: 8314893
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AN– Why don't I explain this? Alright, it all started one day when I was playing Mario Kart with my friend. My main is Yoshi. . . or, well, he used to be. And Toad kept on beating me. It infuriated me, and so I declared him my rival. And one day I was thinking about this weird headcanon relationship I've created for them. . . and my crazy head added slash into the picture. So. . . here we go!
Summary- The heat does crazy things to your head. . . Because honestly, Yoshi must have been crazy to think of such a strange question.
Inspiration- My own little theory/ headcanon concerning Toads.
Notes- I think this is really cute.
It was a slow-paced, peaceful day in the Mushroom Kingdom. The sun was shining all too brightly, making the world blistering hot, and time outside distasteful. Yes, today was a day to stay indoors. And when you're cooped up inside. . . Well, you begin to get bored. And when you get bored. . . you begin to think.
And that brings us here.
Peach Castle was the ideal place to be on such a day. The air conditioning system was superb, and not to mention Daisy brought ice cream– the best in all of Sarasaland, she claimed. No one knew how a desert kingdom could produce ice cream, but they took her word for it anyway.
Toad, for one, thought the ice cream was delicious. He sat in front of a fan, a full bowl of Neopolitan in his lap. Ahh. . . this was the life. Wind in your face, fresh ice cream, hanging out with all of your best friends. . . Total bliss.
You could practically hear the mood break and shatter into a million pieces.
Toad looked up, his eyes narrowing at the at the green-and-white dinosaur. "What is it, Yoshi?" He scowled. "You're ruining my ice cream time."
Yoshi blinked. "That mushroomy thing. . . is it part of your head?"
Toad clenched his teeth before letting out a heavy sigh, rolling his eyes. "It's a hat, Rainbow Breath. Why do you wanna know?"
Yoshi shrugged, the ghost of a smirk appearing on his face. "I was just thinking."
Toad's eye twitched, and he turned back to his ice cream, muttering, "That's a first." Thank goodness that was over.
"So. . . do you Toads have hair under there?"
. . . Apparently not. Toad groaned dramatically, throwing his head before turning to Yoshi again. "Yoshi, I don't wanna talk about it. Go away."
"Okay," said Yoshi, turning to walk away. The smirk never faded.
Toad looked back to fan, smiling slightly as he brought a spoonful of ice cream to his mouth.
Sudden movement from behind him. Before Toad could act upon it, two green hands found their way around his hat, yanking it off of his head. Toad's hands flew to his head, his spoon falling to the floor with a simple clack. Ice cream splattered onto the tile floor.
His eyes riveted to the culprit. "Yoshi!" he shrieked. "Don't. . . don't do that!" He tried to cover his head, which was bare aside from a small, fluffy tuft of dark blue hair.
Yoshi's smirk grew as he ogled the top of Toad's head, making sure he kept the red-and-white hat out of reach. Toad could've sworn he heard a snicker come out of the dirty mouth. "Why shouldn't I? Besides, you're so much cuter like that." He turned away, leaving Toad wide-eyed, speechless, and confused.
He. . . he thinks I'm cute? Toad had been called cute before– plenty of times, really– but never by Yoshi. And as his face turned bright red, he decided that there was some part of it that made him feel absolutely sick.
Hey, wait a minute. . .
"Yoshi! You get back here with my hat!"