Title: Monotonous
Author: mikaruzero
Pairing: Clarysse/Troy
Word Count: 453 words

Ficlet number: 1
Warnings: None I can see... :D

Disclaimer: None. No one owns this pairing; no one claims it anyway :) :)

Summary: It was repetitive. Cyclic. Annoying.

But with a touch of Troy.

And bleeding eardrums.

"Clarysse."

Said girl looked for the umpteenth time at the speaker; a boy sitting near the door, currently wearing a weird grin. He waved is hand as if to shoo her off, telling the girl that it was nothing. Again. The girl rolled her eyes and went back to what she was doing a while ago: chatting chirpily to her seatmate.

But then it happened again.

A bit differently, this time.

"Clarrrryyyyyyyyse~!"

"Troy. REALLY, what are you doing?" said Clarysse, not taking her eyes off Troy.

"Oh, Clarysse." Said Troy, grin getting wider. "Isn't it obvious? I'm singing – stretching my vocal cords to the sing your utterly glorious and beatiful name –"

"Whatever Troy, but why my name?"

"Claaaaaaaryyyyyse Claryyyysee Claaaaarryyyyyyyyyyyyse!"

"Darn it Troy! Why me?"

"Because I want to."

"Riiiiiight."

"Yeah.. Claryyyyyyyyyyse Claaaaaaaaaaryse.. CLAAAAARYYYYSE!"

"Ugh, Troy! Oh, look. It started to rain. BECAUSE OF YOU."

"Oh how nice. Rain begins to fall… just like how I'll shower you with my love! Claaaaryyyyyyyse Claaaaaryyyyyyyyyyse Claaaaaaaaaryyyse.."

"Oh yeah? Then me too." Crooned Clarysse, a grin also forming on her face. "I love you so much that I want to eat a pig right now.. like YOU."

The unfortunate spectators to this madness groaned. "My EARDRUMS! They're bleeding." Said the nearest witness to the scene.

Troy snorted. "Yeah right Clarysse. Claaaaryyyyse Claryyyyse.. Ohhh ano ba yan ang tabaaa, ang taba ni Clarysse! You should eat yourself if you're looking for a pig."

"At least I'm not a baboy-ramo."

"Baboy."

"Baboy-ramo."

"Baboy."

"Baboy-ramo."

"Baboy –"

"I wonder what'll happen if they mate?" said a random spectator.

Troy and Clarysse immediately stopped teasing and looked at their audience.

"Ewww!" said Clarysse, her expression twisted with disgust. "If that would happen, which most probably will not obviously, a new baboy-ramo—baboy specie will arise, and that would be –"

"Utterly weird and it will cause chaos and disorder the surrounding ecosystems near it—" continued Troy.

"And besides, such a thing would be a physical impossibility since it was highly improbable to even occur in the first place –" cutted Clarysse.

"And the probability of that happening will be a syntax/math error. Thinking about it will turn your and our brains into mush." Finished Troy.

Utter silence filled the inside of the yellow vehicle, only to be broken by:

"CLAAAAAARRRYYYYYSEEE! Ohhh, Claaaaaryyyyysse and tabaaa moooooo~! Claaaaaaaryyyyyse!"

Clarysse turned to her fellow school bus mates. "Just bear with it." She sighed.