Crack!Drabble- [Gundam SEED]
Aug. 16th, 2005 07:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
everythingismagicTitle: Panties
Genre: Crack!fic/Humor/Parody
Word Count: 220
Pairing: Athrun -----> Kira
Summary: Yzak Jule does the laundry...
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sonkikyo
Yzak cursed under his breath. He was not happy with being assigned laundry duty for the Creuset team once again. The clothes stunk, there was no getting around it. (He was insistent that Athrun's reeked the most though.)
Athrun Zala wore panties, Yzak had noted several times upon sorting through his dirty clothing. Not boxers, not briefs. Panties. Similar to the ones he came across in his mother Ezaria's closet.
With an over-dramatic sigh of irritation, Yzak reached into Athrun's basket and threw the first wad of clothing into the ship's cosmic era washing machine. Pulling his hand away and reaching for another armful, he noticed something slung around the end of his finger.
"Dammit!" he shook the pair of tighty whities off his finger. It landed flat on top of the dryer, the back end of them staring up at him.
Staring.
For indeed, printed upon the left cheek as if it were a silkscreen design was a photograph. Yzak gaped, but was interrupted by the door opening and the owner of said panties entering the room.
"Yzak... I forgot that there's something I wanted to wash my---" His green eyes widened as he registered his team-mate staring open mouthed at the object he'd 'wanted to wash himself.' Athrun gulped. "I'd wanted to wash my... Kira panties myself."
Genre: Crack!fic/Humor/Parody
Word Count: 220
Pairing: Athrun -----> Kira
Summary: Yzak Jule does the laundry...
Note: Written for
sonkikyoYzak cursed under his breath. He was not happy with being assigned laundry duty for the Creuset team once again. The clothes stunk, there was no getting around it. (He was insistent that Athrun's reeked the most though.)
Athrun Zala wore panties, Yzak had noted several times upon sorting through his dirty clothing. Not boxers, not briefs. Panties. Similar to the ones he came across in his mother Ezaria's closet.
With an over-dramatic sigh of irritation, Yzak reached into Athrun's basket and threw the first wad of clothing into the ship's cosmic era washing machine. Pulling his hand away and reaching for another armful, he noticed something slung around the end of his finger.
"Dammit!" he shook the pair of tighty whities off his finger. It landed flat on top of the dryer, the back end of them staring up at him.
Staring.
For indeed, printed upon the left cheek as if it were a silkscreen design was a photograph. Yzak gaped, but was interrupted by the door opening and the owner of said panties entering the room.
"Yzak... I forgot that there's something I wanted to wash my---" His green eyes widened as he registered his team-mate staring open mouthed at the object he'd 'wanted to wash himself.' Athrun gulped. "I'd wanted to wash my... Kira panties myself."
