A/N: I do not own okage or any of the characters in it, I also do not own any of the songs used in this story, and I give due to all respected and rightful owners of the materials that I use.
(In general, I'm trying not to break any rules, and nothing but the writing style and made up story is mine.)
This is my first fan fiction about okage, and I intend to make it a good one. So please, read and review.
"Ok, everyone! Gather around for the important message!" Rosalyn seemed a bit too excited about her announcement. She had woken everyone up at 6:00 in the morning, and although most of the group was way too tired to resent, there was always one…
"Why you fat-legged, washbowl woman! Do you know what time it is? The few times I actually sleep, and you go and ruin it with your stupid announcement!" Rosalyn smiled. "Oh, you can use big words! I was beginning to worry that your brain got squashed flat with the rest of you"
That did it.
Stan flew into a rage, that no one could avoid, "AGGHHHH! You IGNORANT, BEASTLY, FOUL STUPID WOMAN! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE…" And this went on until Ari decided that he had had enough and threw a rock at Stan.
"Ow!"
Stan, more surprised than angry actually shut up for a whole minute.
Ari turned to Rosalyn. "So what exactly was your announcement?"
"Yes, tell us for I am quite sour for waking up at this untimely hour."
"Oh Eppy, don't be so crabby. I can sing you back to sleep after the announcement!"
"Please, your singing puts me in pain. Another high note and I'll go insane."
"EPPY! WHY?" Linda fell to the ground crying. Big bull helped her up, and told her that Epros really didn't mean it, and that he was just tired. Well, he got half of it right.
"Oh yes, my announcement! Since we are a group, I figured we need to start acting as such, even if some of our group members don't like anyone else." She purposely stared at Stan, but he was still too startled from Ari's rock throw to notice. "So I figured… Hey where's the professor?"
Rosalyn started to look around. She could have sworn that she had just seen him… "He went to Madril to get something. He left while Linda and Epros were arguing." Ari couldn't believe that he was the only one to notice. He shook his head in disbelief.
"Oh well, I will just fill him in later. Anyway, like I was saying, we are a group, and it's time we start acting like one for once, so I'm going to start a therapy session! It's called music therapy!
Linda started singing in delight. Epros fainted.
Chapter two
"Now, I'm going to explain what I mean by 'music therapy'. One, Linda, no offense, but it doesn't mean you sing and everyone else listens." Linda sank to the floor, and started crying again. And again big bull helped her get back to her cheerful self. "Two, whether you like it or not, you ALL will be participating." With that, Stan snapped out of his rock induced trance, and started to protest. "HEY! I am an evil king, and evil kings get to do whatever they want. I'm not doing this, especially since you came up with it. Did this stupid idea fry any of your brain cells?" Rosalyn twitched her eye in irritation. "Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm…" she had to remind herself that this was only Stan trying to get to her, and that she couldn't lose her cool. Instead, she came up with a brilliant retort. "Well, if it did fry some of my brain cells, then I'm glad you didn't think of it, because it would have short circuited your entire brain, you two-dimensional, mentally challenged fake evil king!" And with that, she continued on with her explanation. "Three, with the downfall of beletine, there are some things that I found in the outside world that can actually help us with this therapy. They are called CD players, and there are these things called CD's that have music on them. I brought a whole bunch of them here, and we will be listening to them. Everyone gets to pick out a CD that they think represents them and one that they think represents someone else. In turn they will give that CD to that person. The next person will then do the same thing, until we reach the first person again. Now who's willing to start?
No one volunteered.
"Fine, then we will be pulling straws." From out of nowhere, Kisling pops up behind Rosalyn, and hands her some straws. Rosalyn, quite startled by the event, soon recovered, and gathered the straws in her hand. "The shortest straw goes first." Everyone reached at the straws all at once, and all at once, found that they couldn't.
"I'm THE evil king, so I pick first! The likes of moi shouldn't have to wait for the rest of you lowlifes!" And because of this, Stan was the first to draw a straw. It happened to be the shortest.
"Yes! I have picked the shortest straw! I am victorious! Yes, now you shall all bow before moi! I shall watch you all barely endure this therapy first, and I shall be the last to go! Hah!"
"Stupid evil king! That short straw means you go FIRST! Weren't you listening? Or are your ears squished so flat you can't hear anything?"
Hence, arguing inevitably ensued.
Eventually, the final order was reached. Stan would go first, then Ari, Linda, Epros, Big bull, Kisling, and apparently just to make Stan mad, Rosalyn was to go last. And thus, the therapy began…
