*Tomo and Hana are chilling*
Tomo: The floor is lava.
Hana: The floor is lava?
Tomo: Let's set some ground rules.
Hana: Agreed. Rule one: The floor is lava.
Tomo: Absolutely. Burn you alive.
Hana: Terrifying.
Tomo: Rule two: No punching.
Hana: Lunching?
Tomo: Only if you must, but no crunching.
Hana: Bathroom breaks?
Tomo: Strictly prohibited. You need to shit, you do it in the bed.
Hana: Disgusting.
Tomo: Next rule: No sleeping.
Hana: Even if I'm tired?
Tomo: Especially if you're tired.
Hana: *whispering* Shit.
Tomo: Okay, and one last rule: First one to touch the floor...dies.
Hana: I thought that was implied.
Tomo: Generally, yes, but I thought we should make it official.
Hana: May the best man win.
*both air shake hands*
*a few minutes later*
Hana: We should order a pizza.
Tomo: I don't wanna call them.
Hana: Rock-paper-scissors?
Tomo: Okay.
Both: One, two, three, go.
*Hana wins*
*Tomo reaches for the phone, only for a pizza box to be pushed out from a rift in the wall that came out of seemingly nowhere, causing it to fall off*
Tomo: How.
*both are eating the recently-obtained pizza*
Hana: Here's a fun fact: There are no songs with the word "hotel" in them.
Tomo: Hotel California.
Hana: *whispering* Fuck.
*later*
Tomo: Hana. Hana. Hana. Hana, Hana, Hana, Hana, Hana, Hana Hana Hana Hana—
Hana: *slams down tablet* What.
Tomo: Swag.
*later*
Tomo: Hana! Hey! Hey! You're sleeping!
*Tomo throws one of her shoes at Hana, who flawlessly catches it with one hand and flings it back at her, hitting her*
*later, back to the initial conversation*
Hana: Heartbreak Hotel.
Tomo: Okay, yeah, at least there's that one...
*later*
Tomo: *in Puyo form* I can feel your eyes on me, man. I can't go when you're looking, turn around.
*later*
Hana: You even allowed over here?
Tomo: Is it in the rules?
Hana: No.
Tomo: Well, there you go.
Hana: You smell nice.
Tomo: Thanks.
*later*
*both are just laying down*
Tomo: Do birds have dicks?
*later*
Hana: Can I at least have one?
Tomo: *has a stack of pillows next to her* Never!
*later*
Hana: I mean, has anyone ever seen a crow's dick? I don't think anyone has.
*later*
Hana: Hey, hey, hey, no Puyos allowed!
*Tomo has a quarter of a slime Puyo, and there's Puyo blood on the bed from her eating it*
Tomo: I'm nearly done!
*later*
Tomo: I mean, like, a duck's one would be orange. I mean, if I tried to—
Hana: Shh. Shut up.
*later*
*Hana has noise-canceling headphones on*
Tomo: Hey, Hana, what are you listening to?
Hana: Nothing! It's not even headphones!
Tomo: Cool.
*later*
Hana: ♪And I was booooorn in the USA♪
Both: ♪Boooooorn in the USA♪
Tomo: What song is that?
Hana: I don't know.
*later*
Hana: *arms and legs on Tomo's and her beds respectively* Tomo. I'm a bridge. Try me out.
Tomo: *getting up* Okay.
*Hana realizes she made a mistake*
Hana: No. Nononononowait—
*later*
Tomo: Okay, okay, here's the thing: There are loads of songs with the word "hotel" in them, but there's no bands with the word "hotel" in the name.
Hana: Tokyo Hotel.
Tomo: Actually fuck you, Hana. How about actually fuck you?
*later*
Net: Hey guys.
Hana: No, Net, no, no, don't, the floor's lava—
Tomo: *with Hana* No, the floor's lava—
*Net suffers*
*Tomo and Hana panic*
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Humor...as my Puyo OCs None of the things in this were originally by me, I only own the characters in this Originally posted on my AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47038519
