smash_logs | Stuck in an elevator!

Characters: Tubba Blubba, Parakarry
What: Getting stuck in an elevator. Awkward ensues.
Where: An elevator. Duh.
When: Thursday, June 11th, afternoonish.
Rating: Maybe some swearing? I hate ratings. :|

...Tubba Blubba didn't even know the dorm building had an elevator. Were there any students who had trouble with stairs? No one came to mind, but it had to be some kind of regulation or something. Whatever. Feeling a little lazy today, he pressed the down button and rocked back and forth on his heels, waiting for the elevator to arrive. His pessimistic side (companion to his other pessimistic side) noted that he would have been out the door by now if he'd taken the stairs just as the metal door slid open. He stepped inside, the mostly-sterile interior reminiscent of a hospital. Not that he'd ever been in one.

He quickly hunted down the buttons that would take him to the first floor and shut the door, pressing them in succession. Unfortunately, the latter didn't work. He willed the door to close, but that didn't work either. He tapped his toe, the noise echoing through the small space. After what was certainly far too long, the door finally began to slide shut. "Finally."

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¨Hey! Can you hold the door please!¨ A voice suddenly rang out through the hallway as someone rushed to the elevator

His face wasn´t fully visible due to a large stack of packages he was carrying.

Naturally, Tubba made no move to hold the door. However, he foolishly made a move to not hold the door, trying to push it closed faster. The contact made the door slide back, and the kick it got from Tubba when he realized this didn't change a thing. He sighed, and hoped it might close again before the person got there, though the hope was probably futile.

Unfortunately for Tubba, Parakarry had managed to dash in quick enough before the door closed in.

"T-thank you very much," he said with a pant, not realizing Tubba had been trying to close the elevator door instead of opening it. Actually, he hadn't noticed it was Tubba in the elevator with him until he bothered to turn his head to face him.

"Oh! Um...." Okay this was going to be awkward.

"I didn't hold the door," he snapped immediately. He wasn't in the mood to deal with Parakarry, not that he was ever in the mood to deal with Parakarry. He crossed his arms, leaning against the corner and staring as hard as he could at the wall. With any luck, this ride would be over quickly.

"Oh, I see." muttered Parakarry quietly as he folded his wings and stared at the top of the door. A silence fell between the two, neither facing the other.

Parakarry could feel Tubba's hostility toward him which made the mailman uncomfortable. Granted, he could understand why. The whole Star Rod incident didn't exactly leave these two on the best of terms.

He gave a sigh. Couldn't this elevator go any faster?

Apparently not, because it stopped.

"...You've GOT to be kidding," Tubba said to every single god he didn't believe in.

"...Oh no." Parakarry made his way to the control panel and began to furiously press the button to open the doors but it was futile.

"Confound it." He opened a small compartment in the panel and pulled out the emergency phone. "Hello? Is anyone there?" but there was only static.

"It looks like we're going to be stuck here for a while..."

"Confound it!" Tubba mocked Parakarry under his breath, hoping that someone would at least answer the phone, but no.

"Just my luck. Stuck here with you of all people."

"How do you think I feel?" grumbled Parakarry in response as he set the boxes down making the already small area more cramped. He began to dig around in his mailbag until he pulled out his cellphone.

"Oh praise the Star Spirits!" he cried out but he would soon realize that like Lady Luck wasn't on the boys' side today.

"Battery's dead..." he said with a grimace on his face.

Great, just freaking great.

Tubba, of course, didn't have a cellphone. Who would he call anyway? He slowly sunk to the elevator's floor, resting his forehead on his knees and trying as hard as he could to pretend he wasn't in an elevator with stupid Parakarry and his stupid packages.

"I thought I charged this stupid thing last night," Parakarry muttered as he picked up the parcels again and held them closely.

He uttered a small sigh and his fingers began to impatiently drum on the cardboard surface of one of the packages.

Parakarry hated cramped areas. He hated being set back on his scheduled delivery routes. Most of all though, he hated having to share this experience with Tubba of all people.

"Well, you obviously didn't," Tubba pointed out venomously, any muffling of the sound caused by the fact that he was talking into his lap more than compensated for by the echoing nature of the room.

"What about you?" sneered Parakarry.

"All you're doing is complaining yet I haven't seen you try to find a way to get us out of here! At least I attempted to call for help. What have you done?"

"Nothing, because I know it's pointless, because the world hates me enough to stick me in here with you without any means of escape." His optimism about the situation was inspiring.

Parakarry stack his boxes on the ground and sat on them.

Glad to see you're being so positive about this. he thought to himself while looking upward. It was no use talking to him.

Stuck in an elevator!

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