Bonjour, Monsieur Grunge..-Prelude.
A Comedy/Sorato Fanfic.
Digital Romance-3.
aew
Author's Notes: Sorato, comedy, and a guy EXTREMELY in touch with his feminine side named Perm. Any questions? Good.
Sorato. A dash of Miyakeru 'cause 'A Little More' is screaming "SEQUEL!! SEQUEL!!" in my poor, limited-access brain. Darn, I'm runnin' out of memory in my head…
Perm is MINE, you hear?!
Oh, and thanks to all the nice, wonderful, powerful, beautiful and/or handsome (can you tell I'm sucking up?) people who DIDN'T flame me for 'A Little More.' Yeah! Miyakeru forever, baby!…you're gonna ignore that last line for me, 'kay?
French restaurant, a grunge band, and a soccer playing gal. What more can a girl want?
First person to start singing 'What A Girl Wants' gets a cold shoulder as a birthday gift. Have a nice day.
*
Yamato placed his bass guitar lovingly into its case, stroking the polished metal one last time before closing the case with a sigh. Checking his watch for the umpteenth time, he exhaled. Thirty minutes to change and get ready for Bon Apetite and his first official date with Sora.
And the rest of his grunge band.
And whoever the hell decided to hitch a ride with him. Inwardly, he shuddered. He was still recovering from Jun's latest assault on his person.
"Yamato-kun, does this shirt make me look fat?"
He glanced up to see Perm (drummer) dressed in a green t-shirt with 'Shag Me' written on it and sporting his hair in a vibrant green Mohawk. Yamato briefly sweatdropped. "Um, Perm, remember we're going to that French restaurant tonight…?"
Perm facefaulted and screamed in a girly mannerism. "OH, nooooooo!! I woulda died my hair pink and worn my blue shirt if I'd remembered!!!"
"..Perm.."
"I feel so feminine in pink and baby blue! With rainbow colored spandex shorts!"
Yamato began easing toward the door.
"And wearing a cute little necklace with cute little rabbit earrings!"
His hand grabbed the knob and he slowly began turning it..
"And..Yamato, what're you doing??!!"
Said guitarist winced, and let his shoulders slump in defeat.
It was going to be a loooong night…
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!! Joy. Rapture. SUGAR!!!!!!!!!!!
A Comedy/Sorato Fanfic.
Digital Romance-3.
aew
Author's Notes: Sorato, comedy, and a guy EXTREMELY in touch with his feminine side named Perm. Any questions? Good.
Sorato. A dash of Miyakeru 'cause 'A Little More' is screaming "SEQUEL!! SEQUEL!!" in my poor, limited-access brain. Darn, I'm runnin' out of memory in my head…
Perm is MINE, you hear?!
Oh, and thanks to all the nice, wonderful, powerful, beautiful and/or handsome (can you tell I'm sucking up?) people who DIDN'T flame me for 'A Little More.' Yeah! Miyakeru forever, baby!…you're gonna ignore that last line for me, 'kay?
French restaurant, a grunge band, and a soccer playing gal. What more can a girl want?
First person to start singing 'What A Girl Wants' gets a cold shoulder as a birthday gift. Have a nice day.
*
Yamato placed his bass guitar lovingly into its case, stroking the polished metal one last time before closing the case with a sigh. Checking his watch for the umpteenth time, he exhaled. Thirty minutes to change and get ready for Bon Apetite and his first official date with Sora.
And the rest of his grunge band.
And whoever the hell decided to hitch a ride with him. Inwardly, he shuddered. He was still recovering from Jun's latest assault on his person.
"Yamato-kun, does this shirt make me look fat?"
He glanced up to see Perm (drummer) dressed in a green t-shirt with 'Shag Me' written on it and sporting his hair in a vibrant green Mohawk. Yamato briefly sweatdropped. "Um, Perm, remember we're going to that French restaurant tonight…?"
Perm facefaulted and screamed in a girly mannerism. "OH, nooooooo!! I woulda died my hair pink and worn my blue shirt if I'd remembered!!!"
"..Perm.."
"I feel so feminine in pink and baby blue! With rainbow colored spandex shorts!"
Yamato began easing toward the door.
"And wearing a cute little necklace with cute little rabbit earrings!"
His hand grabbed the knob and he slowly began turning it..
"And..Yamato, what're you doing??!!"
Said guitarist winced, and let his shoulders slump in defeat.
It was going to be a loooong night…
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!! Joy. Rapture. SUGAR!!!!!!!!!!!