Seventh Killing Spirit 〰 [Accidental Video]

[totallygay]

[A nice clean living room is broadcasting, showing a couch and a coffee table, and the edge of a TV. Upon the Coffee table is a gathering of legos and a somewhat elaborate diorama of an ocean and lands of some sort as well as a toy horse. There are a few clothes hanging by the window to dry, despite it not being open. It's too cold for that. The bizarre thing about all of this might not be noticeable to just anyone, but those who know him or have been in his apartment may recognize the clothes hanging up belong to America.

That's right. This clean apartment is America's.

Scared yet?

Don't worry. The world hasn't ended. You've not been drugged and you're not hallucinating.

There is the sound of footsteps for a moment before Tatsumi is seen, wearing a dark apron that he is borrowing from the Northern Lights, and is holding a few folded towels. Off screen he goes again for a few moments, where a cupboard door can be heard opening and closing, before he crosses back and flops onto the couch.

SNAP!

Tatsumi falls sideways and rolls down the couch as it tilts. As soon as he can, he jumps to his feet and darts his eyes around in shock. The werepire relaxes when he realizes it was simply the poor abused couch's leg finally giving away.]

Oh.

Oops.

I guess I forgot about that...

[He sighs a bit tiredly before adjusting his apron and walking off screen again.]

Comments

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[undeadstalking.livejournal.com]

[ ... Well, at least it isn't some frilly pink apron. But still, housewife Tatsumi.. He is a butler, but that's going a bit too far, isn't it?

Ah, it's amusing enough either way. Not that she shows it when she turns on her feed. ]

... What did you do to that thing?

[ video ] 1/2

[totallygay]

[No one has given him one yet, ok? Besides, this was all for a really good reason.]

Huh?

[he picks up the communicator]

Oh, the couch?

[ video ]

[totallygay]

[A big 'ol grin stretches across his face]

Are you sure you want to know?

[ video ]

[undeadstalking.livejournal.com]

[ Eww, Tatsumi, you old pervert. THAT GRIN TELLS HER ENOUGH, REALLY. ]

...

You mean it's like that?

[ video ]

[totallygay]

[Acting innocent again]

Like what?

[ video ] COMBO YEAH. B)

[todayitwasyou.livejournal.com]

Are you working hard, Tatsumi-san..?

[ Yup, totally oblivious to the whole couch thing. ]

[ video ] Ya!!!

[totallygay]

Ya! I cleaned to get to the couch to fix it but then I forgot about it.

You should have seen it before!!

[ video ] YA!! \o/

[todayitwasyou.livejournal.com]

Was it that dirty..? It's amazing if you cleaned that much.

[ video ] o> Ya!

[totallygay]

Ya! I think I over did it, though. I'm really tired.

[Sucks having a chip in]

I've been cleaning for about four hours, I guess...

[windything.livejournal.com]

[totallygay]

You have no idea...

I think it hates me now. I got so caught up cleaning that I forgot it was the reason I startd all this to begin with.

[windything.livejournal.com]

[totallygay]

Ya? I meant to fix the leg to begin with.

It should be happier it's not crowded by dirty clothes and stuff! But, ya, I need to fix that leg.

[notyourpage.livejournal.com]

[ Snorts ]

Fatty

[totallygay]

I don't think it appreciates being called fat, specially after it's leg has been broken!

[notyourpage.livejournal.com]

I was talking about you, Oji.

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[starspangledhero]

[ No surprise that America has slept away most of the morning. He's half-woken up a couple times, realized that it was Tatsumi moving about and not an enemy soldier and/or ghost, and flopped right back into the pillows.

And now he's woken up and his bedroom is clean. What is happening. This is not how he left it. Where are the clothes everywhere. FINALLY SHUFFLING OUT OF THE BATCAVE and in his tie-dye boxers, no less. He is so classy. ]

Mornin'! Hey, did you do anything to my--?

[ Oh. dear. god.

His jaw drops as he takes in the new, clean apartment. He hasn't even noticed the couch yet. ]

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

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[totallygay]

[Tatsumi stops mid step, and turns to America, He smiles but it quickly drops.

Caught Red handed.]

I- I was just trying to find some tools....


... do you have any? The couch broke.

[IGNORE THE FACT THE ENTIRE PLACE IS CLEAN AND YOUR WEREPIRE BOYFRIEND IS WEARING AN APRON AND YOUR CLOTHES ARE HANG DRYING AND EVERYTHING ELSE IS FOLDED AND PUT AWAY.]

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[starspangledhero]

[ Oh sure... except the cleanness is the only thing he's noticing. "The couch broke" is only vaguely processed. America's kinda wandering around, his hands hovering over clean surfaces where perfectly legitimate dishes and shit used to be. ]

WHAT DID YOU DO?! IT'S... IT'S CLEAN!

[ He pauses at the shirts. His shock seems to be abated for a moment while he smells it, but he goes right back to freaking out. ]

Hey, that actually smells good-- BUT NOW HOW AM IS SUPPOSED TO FIND MY STUFF?! WHERE ARE THE CUPS?!

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[twinned-clone.livejournal.com]

[Text + Video] <--- Because that will just save us both time and hassle. B3

[totallygay]

[Siiiigh]

Ya! I'm cool! I just... broke the couch. I knew it was going but I forgot.

[Text + Video]

[twinned-clone.livejournal.com]

[action]

[dustedsunlight.livejournal.com]

I... I can see the floor. And it's not black.

[action]

[totallygay]

[Tatsumi's attention perks and turns towards the door. There is a young girl standing there... could this be... America's daughter?]

Ha ha! Ya! There is a real floor! I was amazed too. I thought that maybe everything on it was holding the floor together but nah!

[He pats his apron down for a moment before bowing his head and part of his upper body]

I'm Tatsumi.

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[dustedsunlight.livejournal.com]

I'm Naminé. I've heard about you from America, it's very nice to meet you, I just... wow, this place is beautiful when it's not dirty. H-How did you manage to get it this clean?