Title: Apples
Characters: Ryeowook, OC
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 1.031
Summary: There's no way apples can talk... or is there?
A/N: Cooperation with snowychrys because we're awesome like that. This is a continuation of a shot that's only posted in SJW (Apples are taking over) and it rocks your socks. xD
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Ryeowook shot up from his bed when the alarm rang, only to have a sharp, stabbing pain run through his back. He groaned as he tried to massage the places he could reach, but it didn’t work out as expected. All he managed to do was to squeeze his sides a little, yet even that was a difficult task to accomplish.
In the end he decided to just leave it as it was and went ahead to prepare breakfast, because his stomach was grumbling in protest. When he walked out of the door and saw the couch standing in the living room, he suddenly remembered lying underneath that thing for unknown reasons. He only knew after hearing Jungsoo’s description of the other members’ actions that everyone had been acting oddly on the previous day.
He calmly made his way into the kitchen, meanwhile looking around to see whether anyone else was already up. What he didn’t expect was that the clock in the kitchen displayed that it was half past ten. He should’ve been up at least two hours earlier, so why had no one called for him? The only explanation he got was a note on the counter next to the bowl of fruits.
‘Schedules are cancelled. Enjoy your free day. Teuk.’
He frowned for a split second, before a smile broke through on his face, relishing the thought that they had the day off, and he could take care of his hurting back. That’s when a voice woke him from his daydreaming: “Oh my God, Wookie-yah, I’m so glad you’re here! You have no idea about the horrors I have been through today morning!!”
He looked up in surprise, not having seen any of the members around, and not having recognised the voice either. What he saw when his eyes scanned the kitchen was exactly that; a kitchen, completely empty. He frowned again at that sight, walking up to the door to check the living room. As he did that, however, the unfamiliar voice spoke up again.
“Don’t worry, Wookie, everyone’s out right now so they won’t listen in on us.” He turned around to see nothing still, until an apple suddenly hopped out of the fruit bowl and rolled up to the side of the counter where it came to a stop. “It was terrible!” the voice then continued. “Totally awful. So much do not want like seriously.”
Ryeowook blinked for a moment at the talking apple, wondering whether he was hallucinating as a result of yesterday’s weird turn of events. He shook his head several more times, but the apple was still there. And if it had eyes, he was sure that they would be aimed at him questioningly or expectantly.
“Say what?” he blurted out incredulously, feeling extremely stupid for talking to – apparently – a piece of fruit.
“Like seriously! It was complete horror! Siwon just walked in out of nowhere wearing absolutely nothing with his hair dripping wet from the shower! What is he doing here in the first place?! He doesn’t even live in this dorm!” the apple screeched in pure horror, causing Ryeowook to take a step back. Donghae didn’t by any chance mess up dinner again yesterday night, right? Or was he still suffering from the apple cake he had consumed? Sungmin did tell them about them the spider that was killed by one of the apples used in it after all.
“Yes! I had that exact same expression when I saw it! I thought my eyes were going to be burnt out of their sockets, but then something even worse cropped up! Donghae came in wearing a tank top, dancing his way into the kitchen and almost toppling the fruit bowl over. He even pulled up his shirt at a certain in point right when Hyukjae joined him!” the apple continued on rambling. “They then started stripping each other and I was screaming for them to get a room but they didn’t hear me!”
When Ryeowook remained silent, still trying to comprehend what the hell was going on at the moment, the apple’s voice kept on ringing in his head. “Why are you not responding, Wookie?! This is a matter of life and death!”
“This is so not happening–” he then said, but before he even had the opportunity to move a muscle, the apple began freaking out again.
“Yes it was happening! It was very real and I saw it with my own eyes! Well… whatever that works as eyes for me, at least. But anyway! Kyuhyun was there too! Like gaming and shirtless! Can you believe that – SHIRTLESS? Of all people I would never have expected Kyuhyun to be walking around the dorms topless but now I’m just disappointed and so horribly scarred for life.”
Ryeowook stared at the apple for a moment longer, before shaking his head to get rid of the voice. “This is not happening, Ryeowook,” he then told himself. “Just walk to the fridge, get your bottle of water, and go back to bed. Yeah, that sounds like a good plan to me.” He proceeded to do what he told himself, opening up the fridge and pulling out a small bottle of water.
As he walked away, the apple still continued talking, however, now sounding completely desperate for Ryeowook to stay. “Wookie, you can’t do this to me! You can’t leave me alone with these indecent people who walk around the house completely naked!” she – or that was what Ryeowook thought the apple sounded like – started sobbing dramatically. “Sungmin came running out of the room and leapt onto Kyuhyun, screaming that he should not be gaming the entire day and spend more time with the members instead. And then there was Jongwoon! He was… he was… talking to his turtles while being in a bathrobe! IT WASN’T EVEN TIED UP. Why is this happening to me! Just yesterday Sungmin ate my cousin, and now THIS?!”
Ryeowook ignored the voice as he walked out of the kitchen, calmly heading back to his room. Apples talking was not something that happened to people who had slept enough. Besides, those descriptions didn’t sound like anything new to him.
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