Quicksilver's Quill Offers
Blue Eyes... Beautiful Blue- Hey Wait!!! I Used That Title
Already.... Let's Call This Fic "The Stand In"
mbsilvana@yahoo.com
Disclaimers: WHOA! QS is actually writing out a disclaimer! The
people below either are from Sailor Moon, or belong to themselves.
Author's Notes: Shorter then the others, but I'm taking it as it
goes.... *giggles* Only three other list members this time... hope
to get more next time!
"The fic?" Saffir asked, nauseated. His day was just
getting worse and worse. Not only did he have to wear a stupid
outfit, but he had to be a do-gooder as well! He was a VILLAIN, for
pete's sake! And the absolute WORST thing was that the bane of his
existence, the fanfic writer Quicksilver, was drooling ALL over him.
"Uh-huh.... I have your lines here..." she said, rummaging
through stuffed pockets before producing a crinkled paper.
He took it and started to read, a flush creeping up his
face. "I have to say that?!" he exclaimed in horror.
"Nani? I didn't think it was that bad...." QS said, looking
over his shoulder. Her face turned cherry-red as she caught site of
exactly what it was. "Gomen ne!" She said, taking the paper out of
his hands. "Those are the notes for the lemon I was writing for you
and Ami-chan as a Virgo sidestory- you weren't suppose to see that
yet."
"Lemon?" he echoed, not liking this. Oh, he REALLY hated
her.
"Hai!! Here's your lines," she told him, giving him the
correct piece of paper.
His eyebrows rose as he read. He finished in a few seconds,
and glared at her. "This is almost as bad... 'Have courage, Sailor
Scouts! The light within your hearts will always triumph over
darkness!'"
"It'll sound SOOOOOOO romantic when you say it in Japanese,"
Quicksilver purred.
"You don't even speak the language!" he snapped.
"But Ropa-chan does!! Hey, Ropa!"
The blonde girl smiled charmingly and put aside her Hana Yori
Dango artbook. "Yes, QS?" she asked.
"Got a question for you! Don't you think Saffir would sound
SOOOOOO romantic speaking these lines?" she asked.
Ropa snatched the papers out of Saffirs hands to read them.
After a few lines, she was snickering. A few more had her laughing
out loud, and by the time she was half-way finished, she was rolling
on the floor, clutching her sides. "QS, this HAS to be the worst
piece I've EVER seen ANYONE on the list write!"
Quicksilver pouted, ripping the papers up. "Ok, but I
tried!! I guess I'll have to rework it." She yanked on Saffir's
arm and stalked away, the bishounen sighing with resignation. At
least one girl had had the sense to realize that Quicksilver wasn't
all there, but she had a frightening picture of Domaonji tatooed on
her forearm.
Quicksilver dragged him down the hall for a few minutes befre
she realized she had a problem. "Dang, I still have to get the cape
and mask on you!" she said, smiling as she offered them to him.
He should his head. "No, no, and NO!" he exclaimed. "What
part of that is your pea-sized brain incapable of grasping?"
"I know we've been over this one before. The part where you
say 'no'. Now, c'mon and put on the nice cloak- it's silky and
warm."
"Like I'm not hot enough already in this get-up! How DOES
that Tuxedo Kamen guy stand it?" Saffir asked rhetorically.
"Dunno. Demando wears a cape, so I think you wouldn't
mind...."
"That's Demando-sama to you! And besides, niisan can do
whatever he wants! I would just look STUPID in a cape."
Quicksilver tossed a lock of loose hair over her shoulders
before sighing dramatically. "I was hoping to avoid this, but....
SujaKino!! I need you!"
A young girl popped up. :"How many times do I have to tell
you my name is Kari?" she demanded.
"Quite a few- I have a memory like a sieve. Anyway, Kari, I
need a favor. Can you hold Saffir down while I get this cape on
him?"
"Hai!" the girl said sunnily, grabbing the prince's arms and
holding him in an incredibly tight grip.
Quicksilver pounced on him, wrapping him up in the cape with
surprising skill. "Oh, this is FUN!! Though I'd much rather be
taking clothes OFF of-" Quicksilver started, but was interupted when
someone whacked her firmly upside the head with one of the mallets
she had been using to threaten other people.
"Itai!! How come people keep hitting me?" she demanded of
Eternal Angel, for that had been the person who had hit her.
"Because you have such hentai thoughts!" the girl snapped.
"Can I help it if he's absolutely delicious?" Quicksilver
grumbled.
Eternal Angel rolled her eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at ME, girl, or else I will do
something TRULY terribly to the list and blame it on you- I'll write
a Beryl/Mamoru WAFF!"
"You wouldn't DARE!" Kari said in horror, releasing Saffir.
"Wanna Bet?"
"You can't write WAFF!" Eternal Angel said.
"Just watch me."
The two younger girls gasped in horror and ran away, leaving
Quicksilver behind.
"Now all we have is to get the mask on," Quicksilver said,
stalking forward.
Saffir gulped and backed away until he bumped into a wall.
Rats. Cornered.
Blue Eyes... Beautiful Blue- Hey Wait!!! I Used That Title
Already.... Let's Call This Fic "The Stand In"
mbsilvana@yahoo.com
Disclaimers: WHOA! QS is actually writing out a disclaimer! The
people below either are from Sailor Moon, or belong to themselves.
Author's Notes: Shorter then the others, but I'm taking it as it
goes.... *giggles* Only three other list members this time... hope
to get more next time!
"The fic?" Saffir asked, nauseated. His day was just
getting worse and worse. Not only did he have to wear a stupid
outfit, but he had to be a do-gooder as well! He was a VILLAIN, for
pete's sake! And the absolute WORST thing was that the bane of his
existence, the fanfic writer Quicksilver, was drooling ALL over him.
"Uh-huh.... I have your lines here..." she said, rummaging
through stuffed pockets before producing a crinkled paper.
He took it and started to read, a flush creeping up his
face. "I have to say that?!" he exclaimed in horror.
"Nani? I didn't think it was that bad...." QS said, looking
over his shoulder. Her face turned cherry-red as she caught site of
exactly what it was. "Gomen ne!" She said, taking the paper out of
his hands. "Those are the notes for the lemon I was writing for you
and Ami-chan as a Virgo sidestory- you weren't suppose to see that
yet."
"Lemon?" he echoed, not liking this. Oh, he REALLY hated
her.
"Hai!! Here's your lines," she told him, giving him the
correct piece of paper.
His eyebrows rose as he read. He finished in a few seconds,
and glared at her. "This is almost as bad... 'Have courage, Sailor
Scouts! The light within your hearts will always triumph over
darkness!'"
"It'll sound SOOOOOOO romantic when you say it in Japanese,"
Quicksilver purred.
"You don't even speak the language!" he snapped.
"But Ropa-chan does!! Hey, Ropa!"
The blonde girl smiled charmingly and put aside her Hana Yori
Dango artbook. "Yes, QS?" she asked.
"Got a question for you! Don't you think Saffir would sound
SOOOOOO romantic speaking these lines?" she asked.
Ropa snatched the papers out of Saffirs hands to read them.
After a few lines, she was snickering. A few more had her laughing
out loud, and by the time she was half-way finished, she was rolling
on the floor, clutching her sides. "QS, this HAS to be the worst
piece I've EVER seen ANYONE on the list write!"
Quicksilver pouted, ripping the papers up. "Ok, but I
tried!! I guess I'll have to rework it." She yanked on Saffir's
arm and stalked away, the bishounen sighing with resignation. At
least one girl had had the sense to realize that Quicksilver wasn't
all there, but she had a frightening picture of Domaonji tatooed on
her forearm.
Quicksilver dragged him down the hall for a few minutes befre
she realized she had a problem. "Dang, I still have to get the cape
and mask on you!" she said, smiling as she offered them to him.
He should his head. "No, no, and NO!" he exclaimed. "What
part of that is your pea-sized brain incapable of grasping?"
"I know we've been over this one before. The part where you
say 'no'. Now, c'mon and put on the nice cloak- it's silky and
warm."
"Like I'm not hot enough already in this get-up! How DOES
that Tuxedo Kamen guy stand it?" Saffir asked rhetorically.
"Dunno. Demando wears a cape, so I think you wouldn't
mind...."
"That's Demando-sama to you! And besides, niisan can do
whatever he wants! I would just look STUPID in a cape."
Quicksilver tossed a lock of loose hair over her shoulders
before sighing dramatically. "I was hoping to avoid this, but....
SujaKino!! I need you!"
A young girl popped up. :"How many times do I have to tell
you my name is Kari?" she demanded.
"Quite a few- I have a memory like a sieve. Anyway, Kari, I
need a favor. Can you hold Saffir down while I get this cape on
him?"
"Hai!" the girl said sunnily, grabbing the prince's arms and
holding him in an incredibly tight grip.
Quicksilver pounced on him, wrapping him up in the cape with
surprising skill. "Oh, this is FUN!! Though I'd much rather be
taking clothes OFF of-" Quicksilver started, but was interupted when
someone whacked her firmly upside the head with one of the mallets
she had been using to threaten other people.
"Itai!! How come people keep hitting me?" she demanded of
Eternal Angel, for that had been the person who had hit her.
"Because you have such hentai thoughts!" the girl snapped.
"Can I help it if he's absolutely delicious?" Quicksilver
grumbled.
Eternal Angel rolled her eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at ME, girl, or else I will do
something TRULY terribly to the list and blame it on you- I'll write
a Beryl/Mamoru WAFF!"
"You wouldn't DARE!" Kari said in horror, releasing Saffir.
"Wanna Bet?"
"You can't write WAFF!" Eternal Angel said.
"Just watch me."
The two younger girls gasped in horror and ran away, leaving
Quicksilver behind.
"Now all we have is to get the mask on," Quicksilver said,
stalking forward.
Saffir gulped and backed away until he bumped into a wall.
Rats. Cornered.
