Ai-chan: Damn it! I really hate re-writing things!
Alex: Her documents for this and MDS were erased when she had to reconfigure her computer
Ai-chan: I blame that fucking virus!!! It KILLED my computer! I gotta re-download SV, Limewire, uTorrent, my Gakuen Alice clips, PhotoFiltre, , MSN, Skype, my Heart no Kuni no Alice game, AND A BUNCH OF OTHER CRAP DX
Ikuto: So if anybody gets on her case about this being late, she'll brutally murder you
Ai-chan: And I already did that once today because someone dissed Hollywood Undead (I strongly suggest if you value your life and limbs you won't do this)
Rima: Ok, you're upset, we get it. Now on the topic of the story please...
Ai-chan: Fine~....It's the concert day.....That's it...Ok disclaimer please Kusu-kusu!
Kusu-kusu: Ai-chan doesn't own SC!....SHE OWNS THE WHOLE WORLD!
Ai-chan: SQUEEE~~!! *glomps kusu-kusu* Your doing disclaimers in all my stories now, not just the Christmas one!
Ikuto: Which should've been updated by now *rolls eyes*
Ai-chan: Blame my writers block!! It's no longer winter, so no smex scenes for you :)
Ikuto: EVILLLL!!!!
Ai-chan: Flattery gets you nowhere~
Chapter 3: Self-proclaimed comedy queen
Now, here's a big surprise for everybody. It's Saturday. Also known as concert day. Now I've said I'm not going to meet those gay boy-toys even if my life depended on it. Well, after careful consideration and many evil plots, I've decided to meet them....I can now see all of you with your "OMGWTF" jaw-dropped faces. Well, you can lose it, because those of you without jaw-dropped faces are obviously smart.
With an overly-dramatic, Tadagay-like pose, I declared my master plan. "I SHALL PULL THE ULTIMATE PRANK!!!" I continued laughing maniacally until what I presumed was Godzilla began walking toward my room. Oh crap...
"RIMAAAAA-CHAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!" It burst the door down and stomped in, knocking all the pictures off my wall. My mom's not even fat and yet she causes bigger earthquakes then an elephant stampede. "NO MORE EVIL LAUGHING!!!!" she screamed in my ears, her gross onion breath making my whole face start blowing violently.
"Ugh, if your going to insist on yelling that close, please eat an entire thing of tic-tacs beforehand"
Somehow, this got Momzilla to just let go of me and walk away. Heh, I guess-- "OOF!!" An unidentifiable object knocked me off the table I was on, and I looked over at the old lady.
"NO MORE ATTITUDE OUT OF YOU, OR ELSE YOU'RE STAYING HOME TONIGHT" She picked up the shoe that had just made a dent on my head and lugged her way downstairs. Well, at least she wasn't wearing those designer high heels....I shuddered at the thought of having one of those clunky red things sticking in my head.
"KOFUKU NO TANE IKA GA TO JIGOKU NI SUMU TENSHI GA!!!!"
"OH MY GOD!!!" I screamed, jumping at least three feet back into a table/desk/ thingie, before realizing it was only my phone. I grabbed it off the dresser and answered, already knowing who it was.
"Hey Amu"
"Rimaaaa~~!!" she whined in that oh-so-annoying voice of hers. "Are you sure you don't want to meet JACK!3~~?"
"Actually, I do" and I plugged my ears.
"EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"
…...Ow...Has she always been this loud?
"Rima? Rima? You there?" she prodded, her head bubble almost coming out through the speaker. I quickly punched it down.
"Oh I'm sorry Amu, the oven's beeping. Oh wait, THAT'S MY EARS RINGING!!"
(A/N Shanaynay reference. If you get it, I lurv you :D )
"Jeez Rima, do you have to be so loud?" Well look who's talking. "So are you really coming to meet them"
"Yes, to humiliate them" I just know she had sweat dropped .
"......Ok fine, but can you least dress up?"
"Dress up in what?" Who dresses up for a concert.
"Something nice pleeeeease! Like a pretty hairstyle, clean clothes, and nice shoes. NOT THOSE OLD CONVERSE YOU HAVE!"
"Hair, clothes, no converse. Got it, I'll go to planet Fru-fru and pick up my order later." I rolled my eyes at her. Who does she think she is, my mother?
"RIMAAAAAA!!!!" Ahhh! Please! No more! My poor little ears can't take it!
"Ok, ok! Please, no more whining! You're worse then Yaya!"
"Be at the train station by seven, and PLEASE look good" and he finally hung up. I glanced over at the clock. It's four, so I have three hours to get ready.
Well, I promised Amu I'd dress up.....I turned to the closet. "Now let's see if there's anything nice in there..."
Amu's POV
"OMGOMGOMG YAYA!!!" I screamed into my cell phone. "RIMA'S COMING WITH US TO MEET JACK!3!!!"
"EHHH! HONTO!?? ("Really!?" in japanese, but I'm sure at least half of you knew that) HOW DID YOU MAKE HER!!????"
"Hehe, well~" I sweat dropped. I know she's going, but just to try and humiliate them. It's a typical Rima, but still..... "Ummmm......"
"She wants to prank them, doesn't she?"
"Yeah....But she's still going! And she promised she'd dress up!"
"Well, as long Rima-tan looks pretty then it's fine~" I sighed and slipped on my black shoes.
"K, I gotta go now, see you in a half hour" I hung up the phone and threw it on my bed, now staring at myself in the mirror. (A/N There's a picture somewhere of Amu with a yellow sweater/dress like thing and yellow leg warmers. That's what she's wearing.)
I decided it looked good and headed out the door with my bag hanging off my shoulder.
Yaya's POV
"Mama!" I shouted. "I'm leaving now~!" I called while running out the door.
"Ok, bye sweety" she called back, and I briefly heard a "Oh no, not you Yuuske-kun". Mom's been talking to that Yuuske guy a lot, I wonder who he is.
(A/N THIS IS UBERLY IMPORTANT! REMEMBER THIIIIIIIS~~!! *screams in your ears* )
I wondered this while walking down the road, the small frills on my tannish red dress hitting my knees. I pulled on the short sleeve that continued to ruffle up and annoy me, and twirled my hair that was currently flat down between my fingers.
"Chu-ru chu-ru chu-ru~~" I began to sing while walking down the sidewalk. I got a little louder with each word. "Pa-ya-pa~!" I could see the train station lights pretty clearly now, although nobody was there just yet.
It became clearer, and Amu's pink hair could be spotted from here. "AMU!!!" I waved like the little baby I am and she waved back. I guess Rima-tan's going to be last. There's a shock~!
"Wow, Amu-chii looks uberly cute!!! What's the bag for?" I pointed to it, and Amu smirked a bit. "It's for Rima. They're...." she pulled me over and whispered to me.
"EHHH!" My cheeks were tinted red as she said it. "How are you gonna get her to wear them!?"
She took something out of the little bag. "This is a Yamada Ryosuke signed photo" she exclaimed, and my eyes widened completely. "Where did you get that!?"
"Mom got it for Ami when she went through her Yama-chan phase, but she doesn't need it anymore so she gave it too me. And since he happens to be Rima's favorite actor~"
"Rima-tan will definitely do it!!" I threw my arms up and cheered.
Rima's POV
AHHH! I'm late! It's already 7:10! I glanced at my watch while running toward the train station. I would've gone faster if I didn't have to wear these dumb shoes, or this stupid gold dress. It's got a weird diagonally cut bottom with frills and straps for sleeves. My hair was pulled up in a bun with a giant bow, courtesy of my mom.
Finally I could see the train station when realization hit me. I haven't come up with my prank yet!!
"RIMA-TAAAAN!!!" Yaya shouted, bouncing up and down like a beach ball. As I got closer, she stopped bouncing and just stared at me, and when I stopped the two looked as if I was a ghost.
"....What?"
"Rima.....You look hot!" Amu shouted, wide-eyed and blushing.....Is it really that much of a shock?
Before I could ask, Amu pulled something out of a bag.......No way...
"YAMA-CHAN!!!!" I squealed, and leaped toward the picture, but Amu yanked it away and left me to faceplant into cement.
"You only get this if you do something for us" Judging by the evil looks the two of them shared, I knew it would be bad.....But it's Yama-chan~~!
"Ok, what is it?"
Amu handed me the bag and I peered inside.....What the hell is she trying to do?
"We don't Rima to be all flat-chested compared to us, so you need to wear those" she was obviously stifling her laughter as she spoke. Suck it up Rima! It's for Yama-chan!
"F-fine..." I mumbled. "I'll wear them" A slapping sound came from behind, so I'm assuming they just high-fived. I'm so killing them later.
Blushing, I shoved the two foam cups into my dress and turned around. The two stared for a second, and grinned.
"Rima-tan looks sixteen now~" Yaya cooed, scaring me quite a bit. I'm still unaware of her intentions with me, with her randomly glomping me and whatnot.
"Ok, ok, Rima has boobs now, we get it. Now when does the train get--"
And the train pulled up right behind me like the bus to Hogwarts.
As I stepped on, I looked around for that little Jamaican head thingie, but there was only a little freaky looking dude, sitting to his flamboyantly gay boyfriend. The two flirted endlessly, touching each other in places they really shouldn't in public, and saying things that I really, REALLY, didn't want to hear.
And guess who I ended up sitting beside.
-5 Minutes into the bus ride-
I grabbed Amu's shoulder and stared at her. "I'm being ear-raped by gays!"
"Rima, just sit down and let the gays have they're fun" she persuaded me to sit there and listen to them. God, it's like Tadagay is here right now.
"MMMM~ Tadase-koiii~~" Awww come on! He even has the same name!? "Now now, Ikuto-koi, don't get too carried away~" I felt my eye twitch. This is horrible.....HORIBBLE I SAY!! I must make sure that Tadase is NEVER able to make Ikuto gay!
"....Rima-tan....Are you ok?" Yaya leaned over Amu, looking concerned. No I'm not ok! I'm sitting near two creeps that are putting very bad Tadase and Ikuto pictures into my poor little semi-virgin mind!!
"Y-yeah, I'm fine..." Ok, so shouting that may result on me being kicked off the train, and then we'd all be screwed. So I'll keep my mouth shut for now...
"Amu~! How long until the concert~!" I moaned for maybe fiftieth time, wanting more then anything to leave. And it just happened to be at this very moment that I remembered something extremely important.
I, Rima Mashiro, self-proclaimed master of all that is funny, is about to pull off the greatest prank in the history of pranks...And I have no idea what it is.
Nagihiko's POV
"Kukai, hurry up!" I shouted to the brown-haired idiot drummer, who also happened to be the ONLY person I know that can talk to his girlfriend for FOUR. HOURS. STRAIGHT.....The only break was the ten minutes she went out to preform, and even then he only talked about Utau!
"I'm coming!" and he finally appeared. Kairi stood by a mirror, fixing his entire ensemble, as he does every concert. He's not the most popular, so he has to look his absolute best to keep up with us. I mean, Kukai's athletic type is always a fangirl magnet, and I'm a sexy boy with a supposed 'boyish charm'. What's he got? Kinda good-looking nerd? Poor Lulu, roped into marrying him. I sighed and chewed on a few strands of my purple locks.
"Oi, Nagi" Kukai elbowed me in the side, a little too hard I might add. "Why don't you get a girlfriend yet? It shouldn't be hard for you"
"Because I'm not that type" I spit out the shampoo-like taste my hair left in my mouth as I spoke. Biting my hair, it's relaxing, but I need to stop doing it after I shower.
"Well what type are you?" he scoffed at my answer. He can be such an ass.
Before I could answer, one of the stage guys called to us. "Your on in five!" and disappeared to the imaginary land on the side of the stage I've presumed to be Narnia. I should go back there sometime...
"Hey, answer me" Kukai pushed me slightly, causing me to remember he was there.
"Oh yeah" I shook my head a second to regather what I was thinking before.
"So just what type are you?"
"I'm.....the type that doesn't fall in love I guess" Meh, it's the best I could think of. And it's true, I don't. Never have, never will.
The curtain began to rise, and lights from every angle shone on the three of us, plus the two guys in the back that do stuff on the soundboard. The fans screaming increased tenfold, and the started jumping around with signs. We all laughed at one guy up front with one saying 'I'm Holding This To Piss Off The People Behind Me'.
Once the microphone was in front of me, it settled down just a little. I know there's people behind me playing, I know there's fans surrounding us, I know we're being broadcast on TV, but as long I have the microphone stand in front of me and a guitar in my hands, I feel as if I'm the person here. It's cheesy, I know, but ever since I was a kid I've wanted to sing. I suppose maybe that's why I don't fall in love, because of the music, but I'm happiest that way.
TBC
Ai-chan: Dude, that was like, the corniest thing I've ever written xD
Nagi: See! I'm not a total ass!
Ai-chan: Oh you are, you get even worse when you and Rima meet...
Rima: Which will be in the next chapter, because Ai-chan is a heartless woman who enjoys making her precious fans wait.
Ai-chan: Dudes! I just noticed, I've got 31 reviews and 2 chapters.....That's a lot! So thank you all my lovely reviewers~ Even if most of them were "OMG! Nagi's a player!?"
Alex: Those were entertaining since she didn't know it'd be that much of a shock....
Ai-chan: Oh yeah, your here....Why?
Alex: Because you love me~
Ai-chan: *punches into the 9th dimension* I'm still tracking down the person who started that! D8
Rima:....I think she based my character off her....
Ai-chan: Partially off Taiga from Toradora, partially off me, and the glutton thing was just my own creative touch :)
Nagi: And my character is from~?
Ai-chan: Joe Jonas, duhh. And Kukai's like Nick and Kairi is Kevin.....And speaking of Kairi
SPOILER FOR CHAPTER 44
Dude, I can't believe they brought him back! He bores me....
SPOILER FOR CHAPTER 44
Alex: -somehow back from the 9th dimension- Why did you use THEM as an example O.e
Ai-chan: I hate them just as much as you! But they fit the role, don't they? Jonas is the biggest band in America right now, and J!3 is them in japanese form..Plus nobody likes Kevin just like nobody likes Kairi......I need to stop talking to my sister -___-....
Rima: Ok~! So R&R and whatever, or Ai-chan here will pelt you with tacos or some other form of mexican food...
(….Meh, I did the poll thing last chapter..)