World cup craze + My imagination + chatting with Uakari = THIS.
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Over-Celebrating
"Hey Kuro-puu~! Hey Kuro-puu~! Hey Kuro—"
"Dear god, what the hell do you want now?" Kurogane said as he saw the bubbly mage walk into the room. "And wipe that grin off your face; it's creepy."
Fai shook his head as he as bouncing his feet up and down; giving the ninja an image of paddle-ball hitting the paddle over and over. "No can do. I'm just so excited~!" He then giggled. "Besides I have something behind my back~!"
"And….?" Kurogane raised an eyebrow. "You're going to show it to me or what?"
"Not yet~!" Fai said. "Guess what it is."
Kurogane sighed. "Fine. Is it a hat?"
"Nope~!"
"A umbrella?"
"Nope~!"
"A dead carcass of the fur ball with the eyeballs gorged out?"
"Nop—" Fai paused. "That's mean even for you; Kurgs."
Kurogane shrugged.
"But anyway; nope~!" Fai then showed him the object. "It's a plastic horn." He inspected the object with fascination. "I think it's called Vuvuzela. It's used for cheering your team on in… those 'Sock-ker' games Syaoran kept talking about."
"And how the hell would I care about a stupid thing like that—"
PFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTT!
"THE HELL!" Kurogane suddenly shouted out in surprise.
"Wow~! It's loud!" Fai exclaimed with a wide grin. "So that's how it sounds. Cool~!"
PFFT!
PFFT!
PFFFFFFFFTTTTTT!
"Shut up!" Kurogane shouted with hands over his ears. "Fine, it's a freaking horn during stupid games. Now go outside with that thing and annoy someone else!"
Fai pouted. "You're no fun." He then twirled around on the tips of his toes. "I just thought that we can play with each other with the horn. I got one for you too~!"
"Like I freaking car—wait." Kurogane paused. "You got another one of those horns too?"
"Yup~!" Fai said. "I was hoping that when I showed you this that we have a game of wits; on who can outlast the longest."
The ninja thought about for a second. A contest with the mage with those horns? It seemed very childish. But who was he to turn down a challenge. He grinned at the wizard. "You're on."
[Hours later]
PFFT!
PFFFT!
PFFFT!
PFFT!
"Mokona….what are they doing?"
PFFT!
PFFFFT!
PFFFT!
PFFT!
"Hehe. They're playing a game~!"
PFFT!
PFT!
PFFT-HAHAHAHA! Is that the best you can do Kurgs? That was awful~!
FUCK YOU! PFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT!
PFFFT!
PFFFFFT!
PFFFFFFTTTT!
PFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT!
Syaoran rolled his eyes. "I swear they are more childish than the princess or I ever was."
Mokona giggled to that statement.
END
I have no idea what a vuvuzela even sounds like. Just that during the world cup craze, I heard and seen it...a lot.
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