Trickster

Trickster
(Tales of a Coyote: Two)
17 May 2017
-May 17, 2017
Coyote had learned to move across devices as the time went on. He likes lingering in Dad's database because it's comforting.
"How do I phrase this letter without sounding ridiculous?" Dad muttered as he tapped the pen against the desk. Coyote looked at the PDF of the last letter Dr. Geiszler sent and analyzed the content. He made it into a notification from the tablet and the blip-blink noise had Dad picking it up and scrolling through the PDF again. "Ah. Dear Dr. Geiszler..."
You're welcome. Coyote purred as he skimmed the other
letters, pulling out relevant data packaging, marking it with a tag before pinning it to the latest file. A lost notification tag pops up as Coyote's nosing around in the files and he hums thoughtfully.
Pushing it up causes the tablet to blip-blink again. "Tendo's birthday? Oh." He knows his work is done so he flits back to Stacker, finding his pilot dug deep into paperwork.
Stacker?
Coyote, where were you? Stacker's interest is a soft press against the link they share.
Zipping around in Dad's tablet. He really likes this Dr. Geiszler. he responds lightly.
I see. Giving me Shatterdome gossip? his pilot teases and Coyote huffs sharply.
No. Just an observation. Didn't like Darja. he grumbles as he passes warmth to Tamsin via link.
Don't tell me you fried her phone like you did with Lars Gottleib's? Stacker groans as he takes off his glasses to rub at his temples.
Pfft. I didn't fry his phone. I made it ring at random intervals and then kept making sure it wouldn't stop. Hah. Not to mention I changed his ringtone to 'What Does the Fox Say?'. He got rid of it by throwing it into the ocean. Coyote presses smugness and pride down the link and Stacker laughs.
Only you, Coyote.
Hey, listen, can I get something for Tendo and have it express delivered? Coyote switches subjects to avoid Stacker dwelling on his mischievous stunts.
Why?
Aren't birthdays important to humans? he counters as he shows Stacker the date.
Look at you, picking up human [customs, says Stacker proudly.] Soon I won't have to teach you things.
Humans learn something new everyday. I like it when you teach me [things, Coyote] protests, pressing himself close to Stacker and Tamsin's ends of his link. He loves his pilots.
Oh sweetheart, we love [you, too.] We're not saying you have to stop learning things from us. Tamsin coos as her mental presence cradles him. Now, what's this about a gift for someone's birthday?
It's Tendo's birthday and Dad got him something and I think that pilot that hangs around did too. Maybe something from us too? Well, y'know, more you guys than me but-
It's a lovely idea, Coyote. What did you have in mind?
Tendo finds an overnight package on his spot in the morning, labeled very clearly in Stacker's handwriting.
DO NOT TOUCH UNLESS YOUR NAME IS TENDO CHOI
Tendo gleefully rips open the paper to find a box that's stuffed with thin packing paper. He unrolls the first piece to discover a sleek black cup with the word LOCCENT scrawled across the front in blocky letters. It also has a PPDC logo and Tendo's name on the bottom of the cup. He grins as he unwraps the rest to find them all the same. Coyote hums as Tendo shows them off to the other techs on shift. He'd made a good choice.
Category:Ficlet
Category:Pages in need of tags
Category:Ficlets with tweaks
Category:Tales of a Coyote
Category:Battle Scar Soldiers