Pocket Snacks
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esp_dragonv2Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: Takeo and Tao find food in their pockets.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 465
Status: Complete
Tao yawned as he headed out for lunch. He thought he'd slept long and well, but apparently not. He more felt Takeo's presence by his side than heard him as he yawned again.
"Heeey, Takeo, see anythin' interestin'?" At this rate he might need Takeo or M-21 to take over watching the feeds for a bit and - no! This was his job, and he'd do what he was paid to do!
He shook his head, trying to wake himself up. Maybe a cold drink would do it. Or coffee! Though he'd already had a couple cups and that hadn't done anything for his wakefulness.
Takeo still hadn't replied, because he was peering at Tao's pocket. Before Tao could do anything (Takeo was fast. It totally wasn't because Tao's own reflexes were sluggish. Really!) Takeo's hand dipped into Tao's jacket pocket, pulling something out just as quickly.
It was a small packet of biscuits. "Huh?" Tao said, patting down his other pockets. He hadn't put that there. He was sure of it.
Maybe?
Okay, he might have without realising while he was still waking up.
Takeo reached into his own pocket, revealing the same brand of biscuits. Tao blinked at it. "Did I put that there too?" How out of it was he?
"I don't think you did," Takeo said, handing Tao 'his' packet back.
"But then...?" Tao paused. "Em?" He was the only person who could be able to get close enough to them to do it, and sneaky enough to succeed.
"It has to be," Takeo said, nodding.
Tao hummed, seeing just the person they were talking about approaching them. "Yooo!" Tao said, waving at him.
"Have you eaten yet?" M-21 asked, falling in step with them.
"On the way," Tao said. "Thooough..." He tapped M-21's chest with the biscuit packet. "What's thiiis?"
M-21 didn't even blink, or look at it. "A snack. Just in case."
"Just in case of what?"
M-21 shrugged. "In case you need it."
Well. Okay. That made sense, because Tao sometimes forgot to eat. And drink. Only when the really important patches had to go through. ...Usually. But he didn't check his pockets for food.
"Heh, okay," Tao said, slipping the packet back into his pocket, "but you gotta tell us next time or else we might not notice 'em."
"You noticed them now," M-21 said.
"...Okay, true," Tao said with a laugh, "but we might not next time!"
M-21 didn't say anything for a few seconds, and then nodded. "All right."
"And right now," Tao said, a cafe catching his eye, "they're not gonna be enough for what my stomach wants, so let's eat there!"
Takeo and M-21 followed him without any complaints, talking about what they might try from the menu.
This was supposed to be about how M-21 used to make sure M-24 ate by making sure there was something in his trenchcoat, but no-one's asking or telling, so. XD
Summary: Takeo and Tao find food in their pockets.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 465
Status: Complete
Tao yawned as he headed out for lunch. He thought he'd slept long and well, but apparently not. He more felt Takeo's presence by his side than heard him as he yawned again.
"Heeey, Takeo, see anythin' interestin'?" At this rate he might need Takeo or M-21 to take over watching the feeds for a bit and - no! This was his job, and he'd do what he was paid to do!
He shook his head, trying to wake himself up. Maybe a cold drink would do it. Or coffee! Though he'd already had a couple cups and that hadn't done anything for his wakefulness.
Takeo still hadn't replied, because he was peering at Tao's pocket. Before Tao could do anything (Takeo was fast. It totally wasn't because Tao's own reflexes were sluggish. Really!) Takeo's hand dipped into Tao's jacket pocket, pulling something out just as quickly.
It was a small packet of biscuits. "Huh?" Tao said, patting down his other pockets. He hadn't put that there. He was sure of it.
Maybe?
Okay, he might have without realising while he was still waking up.
Takeo reached into his own pocket, revealing the same brand of biscuits. Tao blinked at it. "Did I put that there too?" How out of it was he?
"I don't think you did," Takeo said, handing Tao 'his' packet back.
"But then...?" Tao paused. "Em?" He was the only person who could be able to get close enough to them to do it, and sneaky enough to succeed.
"It has to be," Takeo said, nodding.
Tao hummed, seeing just the person they were talking about approaching them. "Yooo!" Tao said, waving at him.
"Have you eaten yet?" M-21 asked, falling in step with them.
"On the way," Tao said. "Thooough..." He tapped M-21's chest with the biscuit packet. "What's thiiis?"
M-21 didn't even blink, or look at it. "A snack. Just in case."
"Just in case of what?"
M-21 shrugged. "In case you need it."
Well. Okay. That made sense, because Tao sometimes forgot to eat. And drink. Only when the really important patches had to go through. ...Usually. But he didn't check his pockets for food.
"Heh, okay," Tao said, slipping the packet back into his pocket, "but you gotta tell us next time or else we might not notice 'em."
"You noticed them now," M-21 said.
"...Okay, true," Tao said with a laugh, "but we might not next time!"
M-21 didn't say anything for a few seconds, and then nodded. "All right."
"And right now," Tao said, a cafe catching his eye, "they're not gonna be enough for what my stomach wants, so let's eat there!"
Takeo and M-21 followed him without any complaints, talking about what they might try from the menu.
This was supposed to be about how M-21 used to make sure M-24 ate by making sure there was something in his trenchcoat, but no-one's asking or telling, so. XD