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Fixer-Uppers, Sunday

Reno was making a weird face, again, at Fixer-Uppers. But this time, it wasn't at the hideous sign. Uh. Often.

No, no. Today, there were little cards all tucked in and around the shelves, sitting in the toolboxes and just generally getting in Reno's way.

Will You Bee Mine? they asked. I Choo-Choo-Choose You!

Reno made a face as he set about to clearing them away. He had no idea where the hell they came from, as none of them were signed. Maybe he'd hang on to them for next week or something. Wasn't that stupid holiday next week? And hopefully nobody who got them would realize that they were both a) really stupid, and b) scented like gasoline.

[Open! With teeny SP warnings off and on, while I do homework!]

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Momoko popped her head in to check to make sure it was Reno on duty today; it would be totally more embarrassing if it was, say, Leo, or Ben or, well, anyone else. Plus she would never be forgiven by her teammate.

When she saw her favourite not-really-big-brother, she skipped her way into the store. "Hi Reno! How are you?" If her tone was extra innocent, maybe he wouldn't notice?

Just like he wouldn't notice the fact that Triela trailed along behind Momoko. Because that happened all the time.

It was like an invasion of tiny girls. Reno blinked over at them from where he was standing, his arms full of really corny Valentine's cards, and offered them both a little grin.

"Can't moan too much," he replied, setting the armload on the counter with a papery whud. "You two?"

Hey, not too tiny!

Momoko grinned, hands clasped behind her back as she bounced in place. This was going to be fun! "Good! Well, sort of. We have a tiny problem and we're hoping you'll help! Right, Triela?"

"Yes." Wow. Triela might, maybe, have been able to sound less enthusiastic. But it probably would have taken quite a bit of effort.

Hey, at least Triela's lack of enthusiasm had Reno grinning, there.

"I can tell you're thrilled about it," he noted, directing that grin to Triela before looking back at Momoko. "So, what can I do to help you? Uh. If it requires tools, you'll have to wait for me to clear these stupid cards outta the toolbox, yo."

"Oh, we just want your help with some homework... because..." Okay. Despite how awesome and helpful Reno was? Momoko was still totally going to enjoy this. She didn't get a chance to be an evil little sister very often. And to have it sanctioned...?

She looked over at Triela, then took a deep breath. "This is the song that never eeeeends, yes it goes on and on my friennnnnd..."

Triela continued looking unenthusiastic, but she did come in at the appropriate time, beginning an annoying round of an annoying song.

"This is the song that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friend."

Except that Triela's part came out in a monotone.

Which, really, made it that much better.

Better in a way that had Reno kind of horrified, sure. But still an improvement.

"... Huh?" Oh, eloquent, Reno.

Somebody had never heard this one before. Poor thing.

He'll know it after today!

"Some people started singing it, not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because..." A deep grin and an extra bounce. "This is the song that never ends..."

Because Momoko had insisted that they keep singing it until she said it was enough. So Triela was continuing to sing, keeping the round up in her unenthusiastic monotone.

At least it didn't take Reno too long to catch on.

"Oh, gods. It loops."

It might take a round or two more before he cracks and tries to usher the both of them out. But it was probably bound to happen, sooner or later.

Either that, or he'd start singing along.

"Yes, it goes on and on my friend!"

It DID! Forever! And he only had himself (or Genesis) to blame; the only way Momoko had gotten any sort of active cooperation from Triela was with the promise of vengeance.

Momoko was totally doing it for the LOLs. She'd worry about possible payback from Reno later.

"Yes. It goes on and on. My friend."

Wow. How was it possible for someone to sound that disinterested while singing such a compelling song? The world may never know.

"Some people started singin' it, yeah, yeah," Reno sighed, thumping his forehead with the heel of his hand. He'd so brought this upon himself. "Next time I assign somethin' like this, I'm choosin' the song for you guys, too."

My Humps, maybe. Or something equally mortifying so that they'd sing it quickly and flee.

It wasn't a duck in the bathroom, but Momoko was feeling very satisfied with herself. And Triela, of course; teamwork, you know.

"Some people started singing it, not knowing what it was..."

Momoko almost felt sorry for him; it was a horribly evil song, after all. But, of course, Momoko was Very Serious when it came to schoolwork. Last round coming up... Deep breath!

"and they'll continue singing it forever just because..."

As long as Momoko was going to keep singing, so was Triela. She had a high tolerance for the annoying, after all.

And that'd teach Reno to go along with that jerk Genesis.

Like working with the guy wasn't hard enough? Mean, mean students!

"So, do I gotta bribe you guys with cookies or somethin' to get you to take that song outside?"

It wasn't like he knew that the song that never ended could have an end to it!

Oh yes, bribery always worked.

"This is the song that... Eh? Do you have cookies?" She elbowed Triela. The look on his face meant they'd probably gotten both their homework credit and their revenge. If not, well, there was always more to the song.

As soon as Momoko stopped, so did Triela. Then she stood at attention. As you do.

Reno quirked a crooked little grin at the both of them.

Ah, silence. Which was a materia he was suspecting that he might have to pick up sometime in the future. Hm...

"Yeah, yeah, cookies tomorrow. Come see me after class or somethin', and I'll have some for you. I ain't got none on me now, yo."

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