✔Oddball Oneshots [And scenarios]

Spelling [IkeVamp]

What happened on Thursday:

"...No it's not spelled that way!"

"Yes it is, Isaac!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"I told you, it's spelled 'd-e-f-i-n-i-t-e-l-y'!!"

"No, it's 'd-e-f-i-n-a-t-e-l-y'!"

Throwing open the door to the library, I stomped inside, looking at the frustrated Isaac and troubled Napoleon.

"What the hell is going on in here?..! I can literally hear you from the kitchen!"

"Napoleon thinks it's spelled 'd-e-f-i-n-a-t-e-l-y'!! But it's not!" Isaac complained, pointing to Napoleon.

"It IS spelled that way, Isaac!"

"No it's not!!"

Putting an end to their pointless bickering, I grabbed both their ears and dragged them to the dining room.

Letting go of them, I stared them down. Isaac was a light shade of red, probably from getting so angry. Napoleon looked out to the side, looking down at the town, the frustration evident in his furrowed brows.

I sighed.

"Now.. Let's see.. What word were you arguing on..?"

Silence.

"I can't help, if I don't know the problem, you know."

"..All of 'em." Napoleon muttered.

"Excuse me, what..?"

"All of them. All the words we know." Isaac said, calming down.

I was dumbfounded. Why-

By the time I realized it, I was laughing so hard that I couldn't stop.

"What's so funny..?!"

"..I-I'm sorry, ahaha..! It-it's just-... Ahahaha! W-why would you argue.. Over words..?" I managed to say, calming down a little.

"..Well.. We were bored, nunuche." Napoleon admitted

"Aha! I know another word! Bored!"

A smile started to creep up on Napoleon's face.

"B-o-a-r-d."

"B-o-r-e-d..!"

I sighed. Can't help 'em now.

I went to the kitchen to prepare lunch early. Besides, it won't hurt to be early, right?

-Y/N

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What happened on Saturday:

"..It's pronounced krəˈSHenˌdō!!"

"I know. It's spelled 'cresendo', though."

"No, it's not, Jean."

"Yes it is."

"..No."

"..Yes."

"No!"

"Yes..!"

"..I can't even deal with you right now.."

"...This is tiresome."

Luckily, I didn't have to step in to separate the two.

-Y/N

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What happened on Monday:

"I know for a fact it's spelled 'karaage'!"

"Isn't that spelled with a 'c', though?"

"...Artie-kun, we don't use the letter 'c'."

"Oh, right... sorry."

I sighed to myself. 

Why are they arguing about vocab anyway?

-Y/N

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What happened on Tuesday:

"The word is 'sew'."

"S-o-w?"

"No, kind Sebastian. 'Tis spelled 's-e-w'. Do you understand?"

"..Yep!"

"..."

"I apologize.. I mean, yes. I understand."

"Good! Very good!"

I just kept on walking when I thought I saw Shakespeare looking at me.

What is going on..?!

-Y/N

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What happened on Wednesday:

"...I'm glad we agree on this point."

"Whoever said I agreed with you, Leonardo?"

"Well, your expression, I was guessing."

"Oh well. Got me on that one."

"Heheh. Thought so, good friend."

"Well.. What would you like then, seeing as how I've lost this one."

"...Hm. Not sure I want anything in particular.."

"Alright."

"Actually, wait!"

"Hm?"

No matter how hard I tried to listen, I could form the words. I assumed they were whispering. Just then, the door opened and I tried my best to act like I hadn't done anything suspicious.

"...She was here, Comte.. *sigh* I lost this time.."

"I told you so."

Well... At least this was the last day. Phew.

-Y/N

~~Fin.~~

Sorry it was short. :/ I rushed it a little. o_o