This random idea came to me while i was supposed to be typing up a chem lab, but drabble-writing is so much more funn! actually, I tried to write a drabble, but it kinda sneaked past the 100 words, and before I knew it, it was 208. sooooo, whatever it is...enjoy and r&r!!
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em. nonono. :(
David rang the doorbell and waited. It was a Friday night, and he had decided to drop by Colby's place and see if his friend wanted to grab a few beers.
Colby answered the door, dressed in sweats and balancing a plate of savory-smelling Chinese food in one hand. He motioned for David to come in, since his mouth was full of food.
Colby's apartment was as always spotlessly clean, but today one thing caught David's attention. The TV was on, and a flamboyantly dressed pair was twirling to salsa music on its screen. But the language that was coming from the announcer's mouth was not English. David looked at Colby questioningly. "What is that?"
Colby came out of the kitchen holding two beers; handing one over to David, he glanced at the TV which had apparently confused the other man. "It's the Polish Dancing With The Stars." He replied nonchalantly, sitting down to his food again.
David stared at his friend as if he suddenly sprouted two heads and declared himself the Queen of France. "Okay…but WHY?"
Now it was Colby's turn to look at David as if he were crazy, and as if the answer was blatantly obvious "….Because the Belgian American Idol already ended!"