The Car and Aya
By The JB
This is the story; the story of a tan Volvo, the story of the tan Volvo and the guy who had enough guts to drive the tan Volvo. This guy was called…. AYA!!! *bum bum bum*
Once upon a time, Aya had a tan Volvo. It was meticulously clean and had pink fuzzy dice hanging from the rear-view mirror. The only reason Aya had this tan Volvo was because his red Porsche, which he has in every fic, was in the shop, courtesy of KenKen and his awful driving skills. But he couldn't help it, there was a soccer ball on the side of the road and he couldn't hit it!!!
One day, Aya was driving the tan Volvo and commenting on how clean it was.
"My tan Volvo is sooo clean," he said, "It needs a name, because my tan Volvo is just so clean. I shall call it…. Rabbit. Just like my favorite Sailor Moon character: Sailor Moon. Because she is my favorite, which is why I call her my favorite, Sailor Moon that is.
Pulling up to a stoplight, Aya turned to the car on the left (which was NOT a tan Volvo). Hands on the wheel, arms straight, he stared into the other car. Slowly revving the engine four times, he lifted one eyebrow. Vroom Vroom Vroom Vroom.
The people in the other car (that one that is NOT a tan Volvo) said, "What the fuck?"
Aya continued to stare, issuing his "challenge". The light turned green and the other car sped off, eager to get away from the strange guy in the tan Volvo. Aya, ready for the race, started off at a brisk 15 MPH.
And now we should end this very very pointless fic. Wait, no, it has a point… a few of them actually. Number 1: Aya should not have a Porsche. If he needs money so badly for his sister's hospital bills, WHY WOULD HE HAVE A PORSCHE??? And Number 2: TAN VOLVOS RULE!!! THEY ARE TOTALLY KITTY PINK! And on that note, we leave you…