Office Supplies War // Tsukitachi + Rivaille
The red-head always had some new scheme to make life a little interesting. This time it was carefully stacking crayola markers on top of each other to make a play sword. If no one knew any better, they would think that Tsukitachi himself was some sort of five year old. Well- that was partially true. He could be a little immature when he seemed to be.
But as Rivaille was nodding off at his office desk- Tsukitachi pulled up a chair and began to gently fold paper cranes with his copy paper. He kept silent, stuffing several in each pocket that he could manage without stirring the sleeping shortie. After all- this was how he bonded with Rivaille, pulling ridiculous stunts. He stacked these paper cranes along Rivaille's body. Lining up along his legs, shoulders, on his head, the tiniest he managed to stick with tape on his nose.
With that last crane, he smacks a sticky note against the table that read:
Follow my lead~
And he simply chuckled before gripping the door, and once he was safely on the other side, swung it. Slamming it harshly, and rather loudly against the door frame. Sure that the noise would wake Rivaille up instantaneously. With that, hundreds of carefully crafted paper cranes would fall from their perches.
