Some Fluffy Among Us Logic One-shots

David

[SYNOPSIS: In a halfhearted attempt to be a less crappy parent, NotOrange meets up with Mother and her children at the playground for some hands-on learning. Mini Orange insists on bringing his favorite toy with them. Fair enough...What's the worst that could happen?]

[LOCATION: NotOrange's home & the local playground]

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"I swear dude, there is NO WAY the police just decided to let that case go cold for no good reason. Whoever set up that creepy motel must've given them one heck of a bribe!"

"Goes to show you can't trust anyone to solve your problems. Not even the people you pay taxes for in order to do it..." NotOrange said to Blue over the phone. "You find anything with your own investigation yet?"

"Ugh, no. Since we didn't even know where the area was, I couldn't really find any signals coming from anywhere suspicious. But I do have an idea: if I bring a drone the next time we go across the pond, we could go to the spot we came out at and I could get a bird's-eye view of the area to see if I spot anything suspicious. I'm not gonna let that trapping weirdo go undiscovered so easily!"

"Well, I can't say I'm not still a bit curious myself...I hate to cut this short, but I should probably get off. I'm supposed to meet Mother at the playground today, and I'd like to get at least two cups of coffee into my system before that nightmare starts."

"Finally decided to step up and be a better dad?"

"ONLY for the sake of my skin," the orange crewmate insisted. "I can't take another shot of...WHATEVER acidic concoction he keeps in that spray bottle."

"Well you're still killing two birds with one stone in that case, I guess," Blue shrugged. "Guess it does sound like a busy day, though. Talk to you later, man."

"Later."

Click...

The moment the call ended, the orange crewmate flopped back into his chair and let out an exasperated sigh. He didn't really want to go anywhere today, but he made a promise to Mother and he figured he'd use the excuse to get some fresh air...That, plus the fact he didn't want her two little psychopaths to come after him for cancelling what was meant to be their playdate with Mini Orange.

Speaking of whom, he turned his head to look at the mini crewmate in question; Mini Orange had already scarfed down his eggs and was now slurping away at his Gogurt...a little too loudly for his liking.

"Slow down," the bigger crewmate said to him curtly. "You'll give yourself indigestion."

Mini Orange stopped, nodded, then went back to eating, just a bit more slowly and quietly than before...NotOrange rolled his eyes and sighed, taking a swig of his coffee as he wondered how on earth he'd gotten stuck with this kid.

"Did you eat Gogurt when you were still a kid?"

"Whuh-?"

Mini Orange's question pulled him out of his own head and back into the dining room.

"Or were they not around yet?" the smaller crewmate continued. "Like how you said there was no Nintendo Switch yet back then, so instead you used a Wii?"

"Oh. Uh, no, they were around," NotOrange shrugged. "...There was this commercial for them where a kid got turned into a paper airplane, sorta."

"Really?"

"M-hm."

Mini Orange giggled. The thought of such a thing sounded pretty silly.

"You gonna be ready to leave by 10:30?" NotOrange inquired.