Hello! I'm Shae! And I am myself! Lol, sorry I went to this weekend camp
thing and the dude's like "You are no one but yourself. Refer to yourself
as myself." And of course wisecracks (namely me) had to say "You mean I
have to call myself Phillip?" cuz the guy's name was Phillip, lol. Anyways,
yay for the slashness! I had read Merry/Pippin slash in the LOTR section
and I was like "Aww! Cute hobbitses!" And now I get to WRITE my OWN slash
fic! WHOOOO!! Um . . . I hope I don't freak you out or anything, cuz I sure
freaked out my friend Joe when he read this, lol. So this is in Ziggy's POV
as you can see (I'm being obvious today). Yep.
*The lone cricket in Shae's kitchen chirps*
e_e;;;
Important note: If you DO NOT like or feel comfortable with slash (aka guy/guy) fics, I recommend you not read this. I think Joe is still rinsing his eyes out with dish detergent to try to forget what he read. Now he's screaming in pain as I write this. I recommend not using his method. It is painful.
~*~
The morning trumpet sounded and Zigzag yawned and sat up in his cot. The others around him were stirring also. He looked around and his eyes fell upon Squid, who had groaned groggily at the sound of the trumpet and threw his pillow onto his head. Zigzag smiled and strode up to the side of Squid's bed and snatched the pillow from his grasp. He ruffled Squid's hair.
"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty!" Zigzag said in a joking voice. In truth, Zigzag really did think Squid looked beautiful when he was sleeping. It was almost the only time his chocolate brown hair was revealed for the world to see without being covered by his hat and du-rag. Zigzag sometimes stayed up just to watch him sleeping. He looked so young, so innocent and peaceful. He wished that he could just run his fingers through that hair and look into those beautiful brown eyes, but knew that he never could. He knew Squid didn't feel the same way. If Squid ever found out, he was sure he would look at him, disgusted, and would never want to see him again. He knew all this, but he still felt blissful whenever he laid eyes on Squid.
"Eegghh." Squid said blearily, turning over on his cot. Zigzag began unmercifully ruffling Squid's hair. Squid swatted at Zig's hand and sat up. "Okay, I'm up!" He said grumpily, glaring at him. The boys headed out of the tent, chatting randomly.
~*~
As they were heading out on the lakebed, D-tent's conversation had suddenly turned to cars.
"Man, I wish I had a Camer-o or something so I wouldn't have to walk." Armpit said. The others laughed.
"It's Camaro, dude." Magnet said, snickering.
"I'd like to have one of those big sporty cars." Squid said.
"Yeah, and they would have those flame patterns on them." Zigzag said. Squid smiled and grasped Zigzag's hand in what was between a high-five and a handshake.
"That would be tight, man." Squid said. The other boys then began talking about what their dream cars were as Zigzag gazed dreamily into space and vowed himself to never wash his hand again.
~*~
If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?
~*~
Zigzag walked into D-tent, exhausted. Everyone was already in the Wreck Room, but Zig felt too exhausted to hang out there. He sighed and collapsed onto his cot, closing his eyes.
"You okay, Zig?" A voice said. Zig looked up to see Squid standing over him, clothed in nothing but a towel. Zig's eyes went big. He was almost struck dumb at the sight of Squid with a bare chest and wet hair.
"Um . . . um . . . I . . . I . . . I . . . " Zigzag said, trying to think of what to say. Squid looked somewhat worried.
"Are you gonna be sick or something?" He asked.
"I . . . I . . . I'm . . . I-I'm . . . o-okay." Zigzag stuttered. Squid raised an eyebrow and then grinned.
"What happened, Ziggy? Did you see a yellow-spotted lizard?" Squid asked. Zigzag's eyes widened even more, if that was even possible.
"Y-y-y-y-yellow . . . Y-y-y-y-yellow . . . no." Zigzag said. Squid laughed and Zigzag smiled a little. Squid then turned around and got into his boxers while keeping his towel on. Zig took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Squid turned around and saw Zig like that.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Squid asked. When Squid had spoken, Zigzag had opened his eyes in a flash and fell off his cot, startled. Squid blinked. Zigzag forced a grin.
"U-u-um . . . oops. S-sorry." He said almost nervously. He got up and hurried out of the tent.
"Hey Zig! Where're you going?" Squid asked, leaning out of the tent.
"Dinner!" Zig said. Squid fell silent and looked after Zigzag silently. Something weird was going on with him-dinner was an hour ago.
~*~
I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand,
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
~*~
Must work out what happens next! *puts on thinking cap* OH! BTW, the song is "If you're not the one" bye Daniel Bedingfield. Hence the title! And hence my inspiration to write this fic even though one verse doesn't apply to the situation! I dunno . . . I might change the rating to R if anything on the romance novel part of my brain pops up. Yes, I read certain romance novels. I think they're pretty!
Eddie: Maybe that's why you think I'm looking at your It.
AHA! YOU ARE! EWWW! LOOK AWAY!
Eddie: I'm looking at the BACK of your CHAIR!
*Growls* MY BOOTY! You can't have it!
Lol, well, see ya!
~Shae~
*The lone cricket in Shae's kitchen chirps*
e_e;;;
Important note: If you DO NOT like or feel comfortable with slash (aka guy/guy) fics, I recommend you not read this. I think Joe is still rinsing his eyes out with dish detergent to try to forget what he read. Now he's screaming in pain as I write this. I recommend not using his method. It is painful.
~*~
The morning trumpet sounded and Zigzag yawned and sat up in his cot. The others around him were stirring also. He looked around and his eyes fell upon Squid, who had groaned groggily at the sound of the trumpet and threw his pillow onto his head. Zigzag smiled and strode up to the side of Squid's bed and snatched the pillow from his grasp. He ruffled Squid's hair.
"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty!" Zigzag said in a joking voice. In truth, Zigzag really did think Squid looked beautiful when he was sleeping. It was almost the only time his chocolate brown hair was revealed for the world to see without being covered by his hat and du-rag. Zigzag sometimes stayed up just to watch him sleeping. He looked so young, so innocent and peaceful. He wished that he could just run his fingers through that hair and look into those beautiful brown eyes, but knew that he never could. He knew Squid didn't feel the same way. If Squid ever found out, he was sure he would look at him, disgusted, and would never want to see him again. He knew all this, but he still felt blissful whenever he laid eyes on Squid.
"Eegghh." Squid said blearily, turning over on his cot. Zigzag began unmercifully ruffling Squid's hair. Squid swatted at Zig's hand and sat up. "Okay, I'm up!" He said grumpily, glaring at him. The boys headed out of the tent, chatting randomly.
~*~
As they were heading out on the lakebed, D-tent's conversation had suddenly turned to cars.
"Man, I wish I had a Camer-o or something so I wouldn't have to walk." Armpit said. The others laughed.
"It's Camaro, dude." Magnet said, snickering.
"I'd like to have one of those big sporty cars." Squid said.
"Yeah, and they would have those flame patterns on them." Zigzag said. Squid smiled and grasped Zigzag's hand in what was between a high-five and a handshake.
"That would be tight, man." Squid said. The other boys then began talking about what their dream cars were as Zigzag gazed dreamily into space and vowed himself to never wash his hand again.
~*~
If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?
~*~
Zigzag walked into D-tent, exhausted. Everyone was already in the Wreck Room, but Zig felt too exhausted to hang out there. He sighed and collapsed onto his cot, closing his eyes.
"You okay, Zig?" A voice said. Zig looked up to see Squid standing over him, clothed in nothing but a towel. Zig's eyes went big. He was almost struck dumb at the sight of Squid with a bare chest and wet hair.
"Um . . . um . . . I . . . I . . . I . . . " Zigzag said, trying to think of what to say. Squid looked somewhat worried.
"Are you gonna be sick or something?" He asked.
"I . . . I . . . I'm . . . I-I'm . . . o-okay." Zigzag stuttered. Squid raised an eyebrow and then grinned.
"What happened, Ziggy? Did you see a yellow-spotted lizard?" Squid asked. Zigzag's eyes widened even more, if that was even possible.
"Y-y-y-y-yellow . . . Y-y-y-y-yellow . . . no." Zigzag said. Squid laughed and Zigzag smiled a little. Squid then turned around and got into his boxers while keeping his towel on. Zig took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Squid turned around and saw Zig like that.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Squid asked. When Squid had spoken, Zigzag had opened his eyes in a flash and fell off his cot, startled. Squid blinked. Zigzag forced a grin.
"U-u-um . . . oops. S-sorry." He said almost nervously. He got up and hurried out of the tent.
"Hey Zig! Where're you going?" Squid asked, leaning out of the tent.
"Dinner!" Zig said. Squid fell silent and looked after Zigzag silently. Something weird was going on with him-dinner was an hour ago.
~*~
I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand,
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
~*~
Must work out what happens next! *puts on thinking cap* OH! BTW, the song is "If you're not the one" bye Daniel Bedingfield. Hence the title! And hence my inspiration to write this fic even though one verse doesn't apply to the situation! I dunno . . . I might change the rating to R if anything on the romance novel part of my brain pops up. Yes, I read certain romance novels. I think they're pretty!
Eddie: Maybe that's why you think I'm looking at your It.
AHA! YOU ARE! EWWW! LOOK AWAY!
Eddie: I'm looking at the BACK of your CHAIR!
*Growls* MY BOOTY! You can't have it!
Lol, well, see ya!
~Shae~