Welcome to the newest random parody I have come up with: a series of drabbles featuring the Chrono Trigger team. DRABBLES. Not actual chapters, and it won't be updated very often either. It's basically just whatever crap I come up with that I find hilarious. So there we go.
Serenade
1: Ayla
The incident would be totally forgotten come morning, yet it still happened, and it would always be there in the back of their minds, waiting for the opportunity to come flying back at them at the most inconvenient time.
The perpetrator had been Ayla.
She, as everyone knew, wasn't the most academic, but she knew much more about the earth and survival than any of them. Marle had failed considerably at teaching the cave woman proper etiquette when eating once, as had Lucca when she tried to tell Ayla that you couldn't just go up to someone and comment on how "delicious" they smelled. Ever since that incident, Frog had decided it best to keep a good distance away from Ayla.
"You know Ayla good," she said, elbowing Marle and flashing her a pearly grin. How she managed to keep her teeth looking so good on this journey without proper toothpaste, the princess would never know. Why Ayla had chosen to "help" Marle with her particular "issue" still eluded her as well.
Marle felt her sandpaper tongue try to spit out some sort of rejection to the horrid comment, but she was still in shock.
The red head before her was also in shock. Crono's mouth hung open in such a manner that…. Well, it wasn't really an expression one could describe. Marle knew that she know doubt mirrored the same face.
Ayla grinned and slapped them both on the back. "This help?"
Her smile faded once she finally caught on to their horrified faces. "What you frown for?" she asked with horrible grammar. "I tell you, if want good, you do together!"
Crono stared at her with an even more revolted expression. "T-together?" he stuttered.
She nodded solemnly. "Ayla know from experience. If want done, have do together."
"But… we don't want do," Marle whined.
Ayla flicked her forehead. "You listen Ayla. It work!"
They exchanged fearful looks. Then they both nodded.
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"GAH! RUUUUUN!" Marle cried, narrowly avoiding the thrown frying pan.
Crono yelped and jumped out of the way of a flying Masamune.
"KEEP OUT OF MY TENT!" Magus roared, too angered to bother with magic. Besides, throwing things was a good way to vent anger, which he had plenty of. "IF I EVER SEE YOU NEAR MY TENT AGAIN, I WILL DARK MATTER YOU INTO OBLIVION!"
At least now Marle knew what shampoo he used to keep his hair looking so nice.