Title: Farfie at dinner
Title: Farfie at dinner
Warnings: references to hurting god and an innocent dinner
Category: Humor
Spoilers: NONE
Teaser: Schwarz has dinner, and we take a closer look at Farferello's eating habits
Disclaimer: WeiB Kruez and Schwarz…mine….*drool*…all mine…(NOT)
Farfie at dinner
It was a typical day at the Schwarz household. It was approximately 6:43 PM and Schwarz was seated around at the table eating dinner, enjoying the rarity of a missionless night. All was silent, save for the methodical chewing from each member of Schwarz.
Crawford's voice suddenly broke the silence.
"Nagi. Salt"
A salt shaker floated towards Crawford and into the Schwarz leader's hand.
Then came Schuldig's voice.
"Ohhhhhh Naaaaagiii—kiiiiiins, pass the pepper pleeeeeeease!"
The peppershaker obediently floated towards Schuldig and landed on his head.
Schuldig started to whine.
"Braaaaddy! Look what Nagi did to me. "
"Shut up Schuldig and finish your dinner."
Schuldig pouted "Fine, Braddy."
Silence once again reigned in the kitchen.
Until Farferello decided to try out his new knife.
On the Irishman's face was a look of intense concentration, his golden eyes gazing intently at the helpless steak laid in front of him.
Poke
Poke poke
Poke poke poke poke
Then an evil grin appeared on Farfie's pale face.
Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab
STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAB
Nagi had turned a lovely shade of yellow, but that didn't stop Farferello who then proceeded to mutilate his defenseless vegetables
Chop chop slice slice chop stab
chop stab slice chop chop slice
SLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICE
Nagi suddenly stood up; his face now a shade of green that rivaled Schuldig's jacket.
"Crawford um… I got to…ah… research on our next mission and…er…I need to work on it…um.. right away! Yeah, that's it! See ya! "
And without waiting for Crawford's answer, Nagi bolted for his room, with Schuldig close behind, his screams fading off into the distance
"Nagiiiiii!!!!Waiiiiiiit! I'll help you!!!!!!!!"
Crawford looked up from his potatoes, gazed at the two empty spaces in front of him and glared at Farfie.
'Farferello, how many times have I told you nor to play with your food!.'
Farferello coolly looked up from his plate at Crawford and answered simply
" Torturing helpless dinners hurts god."
OWARI~
Korat: *bows* thank you for reading this fanfic. It is very much appreciated.
Nagi: Well, I don't appreciate you torturing me! What ever gave you that idea!
Korat: *singing* cause I was on a high, I was on a high, I was on a hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh!!!!!!!!!!
Nagi: *backs away slowly* Riiiiight…….
Korat: eheheheehehehehe! Please review! ^.^
Title: Farfie at dinner
Warnings: references to hurting god and an innocent dinner
Category: Humor
Spoilers: NONE
Teaser: Schwarz has dinner, and we take a closer look at Farferello's eating habits
Disclaimer: WeiB Kruez and Schwarz…mine….*drool*…all mine…(NOT)
Farfie at dinner
It was a typical day at the Schwarz household. It was approximately 6:43 PM and Schwarz was seated around at the table eating dinner, enjoying the rarity of a missionless night. All was silent, save for the methodical chewing from each member of Schwarz.
Crawford's voice suddenly broke the silence.
"Nagi. Salt"
A salt shaker floated towards Crawford and into the Schwarz leader's hand.
Then came Schuldig's voice.
"Ohhhhhh Naaaaagiii—kiiiiiins, pass the pepper pleeeeeeease!"
The peppershaker obediently floated towards Schuldig and landed on his head.
Schuldig started to whine.
"Braaaaddy! Look what Nagi did to me. "
"Shut up Schuldig and finish your dinner."
Schuldig pouted "Fine, Braddy."
Silence once again reigned in the kitchen.
Until Farferello decided to try out his new knife.
On the Irishman's face was a look of intense concentration, his golden eyes gazing intently at the helpless steak laid in front of him.
Poke
Poke poke
Poke poke poke poke
Then an evil grin appeared on Farfie's pale face.
Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab Stab
STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAB
Nagi had turned a lovely shade of yellow, but that didn't stop Farferello who then proceeded to mutilate his defenseless vegetables
Chop chop slice slice chop stab
chop stab slice chop chop slice
SLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICE
Nagi suddenly stood up; his face now a shade of green that rivaled Schuldig's jacket.
"Crawford um… I got to…ah… research on our next mission and…er…I need to work on it…um.. right away! Yeah, that's it! See ya! "
And without waiting for Crawford's answer, Nagi bolted for his room, with Schuldig close behind, his screams fading off into the distance
"Nagiiiiii!!!!Waiiiiiiit! I'll help you!!!!!!!!"
Crawford looked up from his potatoes, gazed at the two empty spaces in front of him and glared at Farfie.
'Farferello, how many times have I told you nor to play with your food!.'
Farferello coolly looked up from his plate at Crawford and answered simply
" Torturing helpless dinners hurts god."
OWARI~
Korat: *bows* thank you for reading this fanfic. It is very much appreciated.
Nagi: Well, I don't appreciate you torturing me! What ever gave you that idea!
Korat: *singing* cause I was on a high, I was on a high, I was on a hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh!!!!!!!!!!
Nagi: *backs away slowly* Riiiiight…….
Korat: eheheheehehehehe! Please review! ^.^