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FMP!

Disclaimer: I don't own these boys, but I'm still 
investigating rental/lease options... Square may just 
need the loot... Besides, I feed 'em enough. 

"Foaming Meat Probe - The Ficlet!" 

"What are you doing?" Sora asked as he walked into 
Kalloway's bedroom. The woman was gone for the day - 
probably still standing in line to sell back her 
myriad of textbooks that mainly had acted as something 
to prop up her printer - so Riku had claimed her 
laptop. 
"Reading fanfiction," the silver-haired teen replied, 
barely looking away from the screen. 

"Don't." 

"Why not? Kalli's given us some good stuff to read. 
I'm..." But Riku was cut off before he could get any 
further. 

"And how many good stories have you found so far?" The 
brunette pulled up a stray milk crate to sit on and 
leaned over Riku's shoulder. "Kal told me most of the 
stuff out there wasn't worth reading." 

"This is my first search." 

-~*~- 

"Sora?" Riku looked over at the brunette who was 
rolling on the floor, laughing hysterically. "It 
wasn't that bad." 

At that exact moment a very exhausted Kalloway 
stumbled into the apartment. After setting her 
now-empty backpack on a kitchen chair, she curiously 
tiptoed to her bedroom. 

"What's going on?" she asked, wondering what could 
possibly make anyone laugh like that. 

"I was looking for fanfiction on the internet," Riku 
replied. 

Sora tried to say something, but couldn't get his 
breath back. 

"And?" 

"Some of these stories are rather bad. I mean, the 
dialogue, the descriptions..." Riku glared at Sora a 
moment before looking back to Kalloway. 

"And?" 

Just then, Sora took a deep breath before spitting out 
the one phrase that had sent him into hysterics: 
"Foaming Meat Probe!" 

-~*~- 

Riku stepped over the pair of them, still laughing, 
ten minutes later when he decided it might be safer to 
swear off fanfiction for life.