I know this isn’t exactly what the prompt was but I started writing and I just went with it
The flies were out again, and they were horrendous.
Gilgamesh was just trying to make a breakfast skillet in peace, but then the flies chose to strike.
A fly decided that it was the perfect time to fly around the skillet’s handle, which was right next to Gilgamesh’s head since he was digging through one of the lower cabinets for a few ingredients. The fly was buzzing right next to his ear, so he tried to swat it away with his free hand. The fly was scared off, but not just by his hand; when he was swatting, he accidentally slapped the handle of the skillet, sending the skillet and its contents flying.
Thena had just woken up. She walked into the living room and was hit in the face with egg, chorizo, melted cheese, and other various ingredients. Fortunately, she was able to dodge the skillet itself.
She slowly stood up, her eyes still squeezed shut.
“Well…” Thena said, chewing the breakfast that had landed in her mouth, “whatever that was, it was good.”
“It was scrambled eggs with chorizo, green and red peppers, cheese, and other stuff…”
The two stared at each other in silence before they both broke down laughing.
“The flies?” Thena asked, failing to contain her laughter for even just a few seconds.
Thena was crouched around the corner of the doorframe to her and Gil’s bedroom. The look on her face made her look like she was planning an assassination because, well, she kind of was.
Slowly, Gilgamesh came up behind her and put a hand on her shoulder. She didn’t flinch or anything; she already felt his warm presence approaching.
“Waiting,” Thena whispered
“The right time to strike.” Thena’s gaze was fixated on a specific spot on the bed. He looked at the same spot and immediately understood why she looked like she was ready to commit murder.
“The fly,” they both growled.
Thena materialized her signature spear, and Gil couldn’t help but smile at the sight of her being able to manifest her weapons without a single trace of worry on her face.
Five, she counted on her fingers as Gil materialized his cosmic energy fist, four, three, two…
They ran into the room, weapons ready and with only one objective in mind; kill that motherfucking fly.
Thena jumped into the air, her spear at her side while Gil was ready to revoke the fly’s life privileges with a single slap.
Right as Thena was about to stab the fly with disturbing accuracy, Gil slapped the fly, hopefully killing it. But when he did so, the fly wasn’t the only thing that had something broken…
When Gil slapped the fly, he broke the bed frame and put a hole through their mattress. This wasn’t just his fault, no; Thena also ripped up the mattress a bit with her spear. When Gil slapped the fly, she did her best to move out of the way, so her spear scraped along the sheets as she fell through the air.
Makkari had decided that it was the perfect day to make her monthly visit.
She knocked on the door to see if anyone was home and no one came to the door. Usually, Thena would come within seconds, but she didn’t, which scared her a bit.
So she just invited herself in.
Gil was manically slapping the air to get the flies away from him and Thena. Since they couldn’t buy a new bed quite yet, they piled up a bunch of pillows and blankets in the living room.
“Gil, can you- AH-“ Thena exclaimed as Gilgamesh landed on top of her. When he was trying to get the flies to leave, he accidentally slipped on something, and what that something was neither of them knew.
“Are you okay?” he asked, taking most of his weight off of her.
Thena had most of the air knocked out of her, but she was still able to formulate a response.
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” she said, panting for air.
At the absolute worst moment possible, Makkari walked in.
WHOA- I- Um- Am I interrupting something? she asked, blushing so much that she looked like a tomato.
No, Thena and Gilgamesh replied, standing up and sitting on the couch.
Um, what happened in the past month, if I even dare ask?
We- Um- Gilgamesh was trying to figure out whatever the hell had happened.
We broke the bed, Thena said, completely aware of how it sounded.
THAT I DID NOT NEED TO KNOW! Makkari exclaimed, blushing a red deeper than that of her jacket.
We were trying to kill a fly, Gil added.
That… makes more sense… Sort of…
And there’s still a few here, Thena added, absolutely fucking pissed about the situation, and it was very evident in how she was signing.
Yeah… oh, and the guest room is ready for you, Gil said.
Thanks, okay, bye! Makkari signed as fast as she possibly could while still making her words actually understandable. She then ran to her room and slammed the door.
For the first time in days, everything was quiet.
The fly came back from the fucking dead just to torment them.
“I’m going to get that motherfucker in a box and I’m going to set it on fire,” Thena deadpanned as she walked to where they kept the gasoline.
“You’re not doing that...”
