Title: Crossing the Gap
Fandom: Disgaea: Hour of Darkness
Rating: PG
Length: 415 Words
Content Notes: This is silly.
Author Notes: Believe it or not, this is a legitimate game mechanic. ... These are the same characters as the ones who appear in my very first Fan Flashworks story, Thirteen O'Clock, but, since that story is fundamentally dark, I decided to give them a break. Also: This fills the standard prompt (Throw), but it also fills one of the squares (Rude) on my Fan Flashworks Bingo Card.
Summary: If you need to reach a place, throw your friends!

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Lisanne grimaced at the Prinny that made faces at her across the bottomless pit that separated her small mass of land from his – a familiar situation in the Item World, thanks to its disregard of all the laws of physics. She and her team had been instructed to clear every floor, pacifying every Resident and destroying all others in their way, but not every target presented itself. A number of them perched in impossible-to-reach areas.

The Prinny called to her, holding its flippers up to its beak as it said, "It's okay, d00d. You can go through the portal and leave me alone. It's fine."

"No, I cannot," Lisanne grumbled to herself before turning to her associates. "Do any of you have any ideas?" To her non-surprise, they had all become involved in a game of cards, and they did not pay attention to her. "I said –" She thumped the butt of her staff on the ground, causing a spark of magic to form at its tip. "– do any of you have any ideas?"

"Here's one," said Rufus the Warrior, rising from the game and spitting tobacco juice to one side. "Up you go." And he grasped Lisanne by her ankles, effortlessly hoisting her up – in a way that was physically not possible, by most standards – to stand on his shoulders. "And a-one, and a-two, and –"

"If you are looking up my skirt, I shall kill –" And Rufus tossed her across the pit. She managed to land on her feet without issues, though she turned back to him and said, sighing, "That was rude. At least ask me first."

"Eh, bean the bird plushie and come back." Rufus shrugged once before returning to his seat at the card game. "What's this? These aren't the cards I had when I left! You're all a bunch of wankers, I swear. Let's just –"

Lisanne the Cleric looked down at the Prinny, her grip tightening on her stuff as the penguin-like monster said, raising his flippers, "Wait, d00d! Let's talk about this! I'm sure I've got a family somewhere! Really, d00d!"

But then Lisanne had a thought. "Don't your kind explode when thrown?"

"Well, yeah, d00d, but –" She picked him up by his feet. "– wait! Wait!"

"Let me just deal myself in, Rufus," Lisanne called, her voice still calm.

The card game promptly disappeared in a ball of fire that left all of its participants blackened by ash and thoroughly annoyed by circumstance.

END.