Kuroko was sleeping deeply when he started to hear something loudly ring in his bedroom. After a few seconds, the sound stopped so he just let himself stay laid down in bed and continue his restful sleep. However, not even half a second later, the ringing started again. And he recognized the sound very well.
With sleepy eyes, he looked over to the nightstand beside his bed and saw his cell phone vibrating and flashing, the music of his ringtone echoing through the whole room. He slowly lunged his hand in its direction and picked the device up, retracting his arm once again so he could put the phone on his ear.
The bluenette picked up the call and before he could even speak, a loud voice almost burst his eardrums.
“Kurokocchi!!!!”
Without hesitation, Kuroko pressed the end call button and dropped the phone to his bed, pushing the blankets over his head so that he could once again return to his deserved sleeping time. Ten seconds later, however… the phone started ringing yet once again.
“Ugh…” With his face pressed against the mattress, the bluenette groped the bed in search of the phone and, once he found its location, he once again picked up the call. Kise could be persistent as hell when it came to phone calls, so the only solution he had, if he wanted to continue to sleep, was answering the phone and quickly end the conversation.
“You’re so mean, Kurokocchi!” started the blonde almost immediately after the call connected. “How could you hang up on me like that!?”
“Do you know how early it is…? It’s not even 6 AM…” admonished Kuroko, his voice still moulded by sleepiness. Hearing the blonde sniffing from the other side of the call, he sighed and turned his body in the bed so he could be facing up. “What is it, Kise-kun?”
“I… I think I’m sick!!” suddenly yelped Kise, in a complete panic. The bluenette could understand from the tone of his voice that he had tears in the corner of his eyes and was walking around from one side to the other in frenzy.
“If that’s the case… I think you should go to the hospital, not call me…” deadpanned Kuroko, rubbing lightly his eye with his free hand. Just how much of an idiot could the blonde be so that the first thing he did when he was ‘sick’ was calling him and not contact his parents or go to the nearest clinic or hospital?
“That’s not it!” complained Kise, the panic on his voice tripled. “When I woke up this morning, there were ears in my head and a tail in my back! And Murasakibaracchi is of the size of a soda can!”
“Kise-kun… You were dreaming all that. You are a totally normal human being and Murasakibara-kun is the same size as always,” sighed Kuroko, shifting his body slightly against the blankets to cover himself better. “I’m going to hang up now, okay?”
“Wait, wait, wait!” suddenly yelled Kise, preventing the bluenette from pressing the end call button once again. “It’s true…! Kurokocchi… What am I going to do!? I… I’m not human anymore…!!”
“I don’t know, Kise-kun…” answered Kuroko, the phone starting to slip out of his hold on it due to the sleepiness he was once again experiencing. “Call me again when I can think properly, okay? Which means… in five hours…”
“Eh!? But—“ started the blonde once again, but the bluenette disconnected the phone call and dropped the phone back to the bed, pulling the blankets over his head one more time so he could go back to sleep.
If Kise knew what was good for himself… he would only call him again once those five hours had gone by.
-.-
“Ugh…” groaned Kise, dropping his upper body on the mattress of his bed.
“I see that calling Kuro-chin didn’t help in anything,” pointed out the tiny voice of the also tiny purple-haired male, who was busy munching on a potato chip, the size of the snack bigger than his head. “Why don’t you try calling once again? If you keep pestering him, he might give up and try to help us out.”
“No way! Kurokocchi is scarier than Akashicchi when angered!” yelped the blonde, feeling a shudder creep up his spine at only the thought of such.
“True…” acknowledged Murasakibara, lowering the potato chip to the surface of the small table where he was currently sitting on. “I’ll try calling Aka-chin to know if he can help us out.”
“Can you even make a phone call with your size?” asked Kise, arching slightly an eyebrow as he peered down to the small scale human being.
“I can’t pick the phone but I can still talk and dial the numbers, Kise-chin,” grumbled Murasakibara, glaring slightly at the taller blonde (he had never thought a day would come where he actually needed to look up to be able to talk with him). “Just give me my phone already.”
“Okay, okay. Don’t get mad,” acknowledged Kise, getting up from the floor and walking over to the bags of the purple-haired male. He searched around the bag and took the phone from the pocket, motioning right back to near the low table. “You know… I never thought I would say this but… you look quite cute with that size.”
“That doesn’t make me happy in the least…” added Murasakibara, throwing one more glare to the blonde while he climbed to on top of the cell phone. He unlocked the screen with his tiny hands and started running down the contact list until he found the number he was searching for. “It’s hard to eat snacks like this, so I want to go back to my usual size the sooner I can.”
That’s what’s bothering you?, thought Kise in the back of his mind, rolling slightly his eyes as he observed the strain expressed in Murasakibara’s face so he could make the call to the redhead.
“Okay, done!” announced the purple-haired male while panting a little bit. The phone started to ring lightly and when the call connected, Murasakibara pressed the speakerphone mode button. “Aka-chin! Kise-chin and I have a huge problem right now!”
“That’s all Greek to me,” answered Akashi’s sleepy voice after some brief seconds went by.
“Eh? But I’m speaking Japanese right now…” pointed out the purple-haired male, tilting slightly his head. He looked up to Kise and saw him shrugging his shoulders, making it seem that he also didn’t understand what the redhead wanted to get at by that. “Did we wake you up, Aka-chin?”
“You are sitting on the fence, Murasakibara,” added the redhead, releasing a soft sigh. “It takes two to tango so let the cat out of the bag.”
“…Eh?” The purple-haired male tilted his head while looking to the screen of the phone and then looked once again to the blonde, a completely lost look on his face.
“Akashicchi… are you feeling okay?” hesitantly asked Kise, an eyebrow slightly perked up. “Did you hit your head or something? Because… you’re not making any sense with the things you’re saying.”
“Kise, make the long story short. Now!” ordered the redhead in a quite threateningly way.
Both Kise and Murasakibara shuddered at the tone of the other male’s voice. It appeared that they had waked Akashi up, and he wasn’t known to have a lot of patience if someone did such… especially if it wasn’t even 6 AM.
“Ah… Okay, the problem is the following,” started explaining Kise, adjusting his position to a more formal sitting stance, almost as if the redhead was right in front of him. “When I woke up, I discovered that I had grown dog ears and a tail. When I went searching for help from Murasakibaracchi, he was of the size of a soda can.”
“…Huh?” interjected Akashi, completely lost on what the blonde was trying to explain. “I think you’re the one who isn’t playing with a full deck at the moment.”
“Shut up!” complained Kise in a panic. He slammed his hands on the table and continued wailing at the male on the other side of the call. “We are completely desperate right now and you keep on throwing us with idiom after idiom! I don’t even know the meaning of half of them! Are you mocking us!?”
“I’m not someone who makes question of adding insult to injury and you know it very well,” pointed out Akashi, sighing once again.
“You are mocking us!” yelped Kise one more time. “This is not the time to be jokin— …Wait… Akashicchi can’t make jokes…”
Murasakibara and Kise exchanged glances and then looked right back to the phone, shock painting their features as they screamed in unison. “EHHHH!?”
“Oh my god, the same thing that is happening to us is happening to Akashicchi!?” started the blonde, the panic he was feeling before starting to show up once again. “What the hell is going on!? D-Did aliens start invading the Earth and we are their first victims!? Holy shit, will I have to live the rest of my life with dog ears and a freaking tail on my ass!? What am I supposed to do now!?”
“Kise… Pull yourself together,” sighed Akashi, the soft noise of blankets being moved on the background. “We’ll have to play it by ear, for now. We’re most likely all on the same page so let’s chew the fat with everyone present.”
“Ah… Umm… What?” hesitantly asked Kise, a lost expression once again appearing on his features. “Ah, wait! I’ll go search on the Internet the meaning of those idioms! Wait just a sec!”
“Aka-chin probably wants to say that all of us must be experiencing something like this right now and we should all meet up to solve it,” explained Murasakibara, looking up to the blonde and then down to the phone under him once again. “Right, Aka-chin?”
“Murasakibara hit the nail in the head,” acknowledged Akashi, the light sound of footsteps on the background. “I’m not very on the ball with all this but we probably have a whale of a problem on our hands.”
“Right…” hesitantly answered Kise, even though he couldn’t understand anything that the redhead had said. “I’ll try talking with all the others and arrange a meeting place that is safe enough for me to go without receiving weird looks due to my… current look… Though it will probably be only after 10 AM since Kurokocchi would kill me if I called him again before that time.”
“Okay,” acknowledged Akashi. Murasakibara was about to press the end call button when the redhead started speaking once again. “How is Ku— Well, a picture paints a thousand words... Goodbye.”
The call was disconnected readily and both Kise and Murasakibara kept staring to the phone for brief seconds.
“Well, that was weird…” mumbled the blonde, scratching lightly his head, which was slightly tilted. “Anyway! Let’s call all the others. You call Midorimacchi and I’ll call Aominecchi. Calling Momocchi will probably be a good idea too.”
“Okay…” leisurely acknowledged the purple-haired male, starting to press the buttons of his phone. He suddenly halted, however, and looked over to the other male with a surprised expression. Murasakibara readily jumped off on top of the phone and walked over to the other side of the table.
“Ah… Murasakibaracchi? What are you doing?” hesitantly asked Kise while he observed the tiny male walk around the table while peering at every corner of the room.
“I’m searching for the plastic bag,” explained Murasakibara, still looking around the room that seemed gigantic at the moment to his petite eyes.
“Plastic bag?” repeated the blonde, an eyebrow slightly arched. “Now is not the time to eat more snac— Oh shit, the weird-looking jelly beans! I-I think I put the bag over there!”
Kise got up from the floor in a flash and went over to the plastic bags that had the used plastic cups and other things that were supposed to be thrown away. He started searching inside of them, rumbling all the things there.
“So dogs really search around the garbage…” snorted the purple-haired male, grabbing once again the potato chip he had started before.
“Now it’s not the moment to tease me again…!” complained the blonde, still skirting with his hands on the plastic bag. After a few seconds, he found what he had been looking for. “Here it is! Damn it…! I can’t understand half of the things it says…”
“I would say to let Aka-chin translate all of it, but I think he’s out of commission at the moment,” pointed out Murasakibara as the other male returned to near the table and sat down in front of him. “The only solution we have is asking someone how understands English like a native. Like Muro-chin.”
“Himuro-kun is in Akita. How do you expect him to translate this right now?” added the blonde, putting the plastic bag on top of the table. “We need someone who’s closer… Oh! I know! Kagamicchi! He was in America before so he’s got to know English very well! And Kagamicchi and Kurokocchi were supposed to meet each other today. That’s killing two birds with one stone! Ugh… Now I sound like Akashicchi…”
“Then let’s hurry up and phone all of them. Though I think they will complain at the fact that we are calling them about such a hard to believe thing at five in the morning…” mumbled Murasakibara, putting down the heavy potato chip on the table and climbing to on top of his cell phone once again. “I sure wouldn’t believe it if someone suddenly called me at this hour and said that Aka-chin is speaking in an even weirder way or that you had grown dog ears and tail. No, actually I could believe the last one.”
“Hey! Why am I always the victim every single time!?” complained Kise, throwing a glare to the purple-haired male.
“Because you’re a masochist who enjoys being beaten up by his crush and secretly asks others to take photos of the moments where that happens…” simply answered Murasakibara, pressing the button to connect another call. “Now shut up and let me speak with Mido-chin.”
“Ah… Uh… I…” started Kise, completely at a loss of what to say. Apparently, the purple-haired male had found his secret collection of secretly taken photos of Kasamatsu Yukio, his senior that had graduated from high school this year. “Ugh… Please ask Midorimacchi if there’s a way to safely erase someone’s memories…”
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