Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Dee gets a rude awakening one morning that puts him in a bit of a panic.
Word Count: 500
Written For: Prompt 607 Prank at slashthedrabble.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
Dee was dragged out of a deep sleep by his phone blaring out the William Tell Overture at full volume. Dammit, Bikky must’ve got his hands on it and changed the settings again; the brat probably thought it was a hilarious way to prank his nemesis, but in Dee’s opinion it was the perfect justification for murder. Too bad he was a cop and the rug rat was his partner’s kid.
Fumbling blindly around on the nightstand, he found his phone and answered it, because that seemed like the quickest way to stop the din.
“Dee, where the hell are you?” That was Ryo’s voice, sounding stressed and worried. “It’s gone ten, and the Chief’s furious! We’re snowed under here; you could’ve at least called in sick if you weren’t going to show!”
That got through the fog of sleep still shrouding Dee’s brain.
“WHAT? Shit, I musta overslept! Either the stupid alarm clock didn’t go off or I slept right through it!”
Even as Dee was speaking he was fighting his way clear of the covers that had somehow gotten tangled around his legs, scrambling off the bed and kicking his way out of the sweatpants he had on while trying to pull his t-shirt over his head one-handed.
“Listen, just tell the old badger I’m on my way. Gonna grab a quick shower and throw some clothes on, I’ll be there in forty minutes, tops.”
Stark naked he headed for the bathroom, only to pause as he heard snickering behind him. He spun around to see his lover standing in the bedroom doorway, phone in hand, grinning.
“What the fuck?” Dee was never at his best first thing in the morning, but as his head cleared and the old braincells reluctantly woke up, he remembered something… “It’s our day off! You bastard!”
Ryo was laughing out loud now. “If you could see your face! In fact…” Raising his phone he snapped off a couple of quick shots. “Gotcha! Did you forget what day it is?”
“It’s April first. April fool!”
“Damn, completely slipped my mind!” Dee scowled at Ryo. “That was a cruel trick to play, I was havin’ visions of the Chief bustin’ my ass back to traffic duty!”
“Call it payback for last year.” Smug satisfaction was evident in Ryo’s voice.
“Last year? Oh. Right. When I…”
“When you moved my car and convinced me it must’ve been stolen. I had the police report all filled in before you told me the truth. That wasn’t funny, but this was.”
“Maybe for you. I thought I was gonna have a heart attack!” Dee glanced at his alarm clock; it was just after eight in the morning, and he’d set it for ten-thirty. “You got me outta bed two hours early! I was gonna have a lie-in!”
“Well, you’re up now so you might as well get dressed. I packed a picnic.”
“Yeah?” Dee grinned. “I guess I can forgive the early wake-up call.”