Random Book of Jaric Fluff & Stuff

Scene #15

So it's been a while since I wrote a good ol' roof scene. I miss doing them, so enjoy! Yes, doing Japeth's POV for the roof scenes is may favorite, though if you have any requests I'll take them!

Japeth grinned, practically jumping out his window and onto the roof, where his roommate waited. "Hey, there."

"Hi," Aric answered and spun with a devilish grin.

"What," Japeth paused so formulate some theories, "are you doing?"

The boy grinned wider. "I'm going to rob the Dean's office."

"And why?"

"Because I want to," Aric shrugged. "That is reason within itself."

"Why can't I join you?" Japeth pouted and locked his arms over his chest playfully.

Aric rolled his eyes just as jokingly. "I never said you couldn't. C'mon."

The copper-haired boy jumped twice in excitement, then ran over and threw his arms around Aric, how grunted in shock. When Japeth stepped back, suddenly aware of his actions and red as a rose, he was eyed skeptically. "What was that for?"

"We never get to do anything exciting around here, and this is our first bit of action since last fall," Japeth told him, pulling on a stray lock of hair with a sudden shyness.

"I'm sure that was it," Aric drawled, lifting both eyebrows as his shock wore off and his mouth curled in a confident smirk.

"It was!" Japeth protested.

The violet-eyed boy tilted his head, wordlessly doubting him.

"You're lucky we're friends, or I'd throw you off the roof," the copper-haired boy grumbled.

"Sure, I'd let you," Aric drawled. "I'm definitely featherweight and I definitely don't have a knife up my sleeve that I'll stab you with if you even try to."

"You let me hug you," Japeth smirked mischievously.

"You caught me off guard!" It was Aric's turn to defend himself.

Unlike Aric, Japeth preferred to verbally taunt those unfortunate enough to fall into his traps. "Sure I did. You totally didn't hug me in return."

"You're right; I didn't," Aric grinned, then lifted and began wind up a thick coil of rope that Japeth noticed to be glistening.

"What's on that rope?"

"Kerosene," Aric answered carelessly.

"You're going to throw a burning rope in Brunhilde's office? Cool!" Japeth exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'm going to shimmy down the rope to Deanie's office, light it on fire, and then be stuck in there," he deadpanned. "No, Japeth, I'm going to leave the rope where it is, and when I'm back on the roof with what I want from her office, I'll light the rope on fire, throw it in her office, and then climb back into our room."

"Not without me, you aren't," Japeth grinned and grabbed the other end of the rope, tying it tightly to a random little pole sticking out of the roof. "You can go first."

"Fine, but I want that rope securely tied," Aric warned. "Leave a few of your snakey friends for extra security."

Japeth held out his wrist, and five scims floated off, securing the knot dutifully. "Good?"

Aric jumped off the side, dangling for a few moments before climbing back up. "It'll do. Now hurry up before Deanie comes back with her hoard of mindless minions. I don't want to chant about hoeing corn."

"I don't either," Japeth groaned as he remembered the hour-long drill session they'd had about doing good. Unfortunately, that included planting crops for their "neighbors" on the other side of town, and they'd chanted to, while planting, and all the way back.