A/N: It's always logicality who gets the fluffy ones. And the short ones. I don't know why. btw my sound typing skills are gr8
He was bored. There was no big fancy word to use. Logic was bored. There was nothing to do. He didn't want to watch TV. Nothing was on. Nobody wanted to play deductions with him. No one ever did. He couldn't go out, there was nowhere to go. Nothing, nothing, nothing. There was no sound in the house, except that of Morality making a sandwich.
Splerch Splerch
It was quite annoying for Logic to hear jam spread on the bread.
Squooosh
Ugh.
Splink
Logic turned around and picked up a stuffy lying around and threw it into the kitchen. He heard two thumps. One of the stuffy hitting Morality, the other of it hitting the ground. Morality walked into the living room. He looked at Logic with a face of 'you wanna go' . He disappeared into upstairs. Logic went back to trying to find something to do. What he didn't know was how personally Morality had taken it.
***
ding
Logic looked down at his phone. He had just gotten a text. It was from Morality.
"You don't mess with the stuffers"
What. What was that even supposed to mean?
ding
"Upstairs"
Alright. Fine. Can't be that bad.
He walked up the stairs slowly, as to not alert Morality. He turned the corner.
BOOM
He had been hit with something. A stuffy. He looked up. There Morality was. He was sitting in the hallway, with a barrier in front of him. A barrier, of stuffies. Stuff (ahahahahahahahastuffiesHah) was about to get serious. Before you could say "Logic" about 5 stuffies were thrown at Logic's face.
Well, I guess you could say,
He messed with the stuffers
