I haven't written anything for months OTL. This is rather short and rather crappy, but I needed to write something short and crappy to get myself back into writing again *sigh*. Hope you enjoy it.

It's based on this music video youtube dot com / watch?v=WpdgxGz2bW8 which I've watched far too many times


Seto Kaiba was not in a particularly good mood. Usually, at seven AM sharp he would be woken by his alarm clock and then he would go downstairs and get breakfast. This was occasionally foiled by Jounouchi pulling him back into bed and telling him he got up far too early. However, today it wasn't Jounouchi that had prevented him for getting up. No, it was the fact that the alarm clock has mysteriously vanished in the night.

Instead of being woken by the shrill ringing of his clock, he was instead woken by Jounouchi shaking him roughly.

"Love, you're gonna be late for work if you don't get up now," he said when Seto blinked blearily up at him.

"What time is it?" Seto asked, suppressing a yawn.

"Almost eight thirty," Jounouchi replied.

Seto turned to look at the bedside table where his alarm clock should be and swore under his breath.

"Don't look at me like that!" Jounouchi snapped when Seto turned an accusatory glare on him, "why would I steal it?"

"Because you're just the kind of moron who'd pull a stunt like that," Seto said.

Jounouchi put on his best wounded face, which was not very good because he was pretty bad at acting. "You wound me, my dear!"

Seto sighed, "enough with the amateur dramatics."

"Well, I didn't take your precious alarm clock."

Seto decided to believe him. Whilst Jounouchi hated Seto's sleeping patterns, he would never deliberately sabotage his efforts to get to work. Seto sighed again, pulled himself out of bed and headed downstairs.

The kitchen looked like a bombsite; pots and pans littering the work surfaces and everything was covered in a thin layer of flour. Some of them were covered in the remains of a meal and others looked like they'd just been pulled out of the cupboard and left there. The top of the cooker was littered with frying pans and next to the oven there were some very soggy boxes of frozen fish cakes as well as a bowl full of what Seto assumed was cake batter.

And this is why I shouldn't allow Mokuba out at night, Seto thought bitterly as he surveyed the mess his little brother had made of his kitchen.

Usually, he came back slightly tipsy and would just collapse on the nearest soft surface and fall asleep. However, when he got really drunk and no one was around to keep him from the kitchen, he would start cooking.

Seto's eyes turned to the kitchen table, where there was a large pile of food. He could feel the irritation coursing through his body as he walked over to his fridge. Mokuba was going to pay very dearly for this mess.

Well that solves one mystery, Seto thought dryly, as he opened the fridge door. Inside there was no food, just his missing alarm clock staring innocently out at him.

There were footsteps behind him and Seto turned to see Jounouchi coming into the room, eyeing the mess in the kitchen.

"I found my alarm clock," Seto said, picking it out the fridge and holding it up.

"In the fridge?" Jounouchi asked, holding back his laughter when he saw the less-than-impressed expression on Seto's face. "How did it get in there?"

"Mokuba," Seto told him simply before storming out of the kitchen and to his brother's room.

Needless to say, a very hung over Mokuba spent his entire morning cleaning the kitchen.