"The Animal Song, or Duo's Magical Journey"
By: The one and only, Konie!!
OK, I wrote this one-day during my breaks at work. That explains it totally.
Trust me, it does.
The G-Boys aren't mine, even though I really wish that they were. I wish even
more that they were real. "I'm a real boy, Papa!" Said Pinocchio. "I'm all
yours, Konie!" Said Duo. Yeah, in my dreams, but point proven.
Duo fell asleep in his own bed, in a very ordinary way. Duo fell asleep in his
own bed in a very ordinary way on a very ordinary night.
Duo had had a pretty ordinary day. He'd gone shopping in an ordinary way.
He'd gone shopping in an ordinary way and gotten a new CD player.
So, going to sleep in his very ordinary way, Duo decided to listen to his
ordinary CD player. He put in his current favorite ordinary CD, Savage
Garden's Affirmation.
Little did he know that the "ordinary" CD player he bought wasn't as ordinary
as it seemed. It was a magical CD player.
Duo bought it in a little ordinary looking shop.
The person who sold it to him looked ordinary enough. He was an
Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth. The ordinary Indian-accented
man with one ordinary tooth liked to sell "ordinary" knick-knacks.
Little did Duo know that the ordinary looking Indian-accented man with one
ordinary tooth's shop wasn't quite ordinary. It was extraordinary. Each
"ordinary" item in the extraordinary shop had an ordinary spirit inhabiting it.
Usually, or ordinarily, the spirits were harmless. These spirits usually
granted ordinary wishes.
Anyway, Duo bought the "ordinary" CD player from the ordinary looking
Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth's extraordinary shop. Duo
bought the "ordinary" CD player from the ordinary looking Indian-accented
man with one ordinary tooth's extraordinary shop DESPITE the warnings
from the ordinary looking Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth.
The ordinary looking Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth's warning
was that "grave misfortune" went with the owner of the "ordinary" CD player.
So, Duo bought the "ordinary" electric blue CD player from the ordinary
looking Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth.
"You'll be sorry!" Said the ordinary looking Indian-accented man with one
ordinary tooth, "Or you'll be really happy! I don't know which!"
Duo left the extraordinary shop owned by the ordinary looking
Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth.
As Duo turned around to get one last look at the extraordinary shop, Duo saw
that the extraordinary shop wasn't there anymore. Neither was the
ordinary looking Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth.
Yup, a very ordinary day for Duo.
Well, Duo started his "ordinary" CD player and put it on repeat of his favorite
song, "The Animal Song". His favorite part in the
way-wicked-cool-not-possibly-ordinary-song was "Animals and Children tell the truth they never lie/ Which one is more human there's a thought now you decide." He liked to sing that one ordinary phrase from the way-wicked-cool-not-possibly-ordinary-song over and over and over again. It annoyed Duo's not-so-ordinary crush, Heero, greatly.
That's why Duo did it.
Anyway, Duo's ordinary way of sleeping yielded an ordinary dream (at least
ordinary for Duo). Heero. Heero with whipped cream. Heero with whipped
cream and strawberries.
Duo enjoyed the ordinary dream just like he did any and every other time.
Duo's alarm clock went off in its ordinary way. Duo reached for the snooze
button like he ordinarily did, only to find that there was NO snooze.
Deciding to open his most-definitely-extraordinarily-beautiful-eyes, Duo
would have ordinarily seen his ceiling.
However, on this extraordinary occasion, he didn't see his ordinary ceiling.
Duo saw the sky.
This caused Duo to shriek. Duo never shrieked, but on extraordinary
occasions, he does. This is an extremely extraordinary case.
Duo sat up in his ordinary bed, causing his ordinary black silk sheets to fall.
Duo screamed. Normally, and ordinarily, Duo would have seen his posters
of his best friend, and Gundam, Death Scythe.
However, since this was an extraordinary occasion, he saw trees and a beach.
"What the hell…?" Duo said, looking around the ordinary sand beach.
Duo was, extraordinarily enough, scared.
Stepping out of his ordinary bed and kicking around his ordinary black silk
sheets, Duo's wonderfully-crafted-not-ordinary foot touched sand. A big
pile of sand.
Looking down, Duo saw that someone had drawn ordinary arrows in the
ordinary sand with an ordinary stick. Using his
not-so-ordinary-gifted-mind, Duo followed the ordinary arrows in the
ordinary sand drawn with an ordinary stick.
The ordinary arrows in the ordinary sand drawn by an ordinary stick led the
not-so-ordinary-gifted Duo around the ordinary deserted island, back to
Duo's ordinary bed and ordinary black silk sheets.
"Bloody hell…" Duo muttered, utterly and unordinarily confused.
Then, Duo heard a sound. Duo heard some ordinary drums playing. Duo
heard some ordinary bongo drums playing.
Duo followed the source of the ordinary bongo drums' sound. And, since
this was an extraordinary day, he did. Duo found the source of the
ordinary bongo drums' sound.
Duo stared at what he saw.
Duo saw his not-so-ordinary crush, Heero.
Duo saw his not-so-ordinary crush, Heero, playing the bongo drums.
Duo saw his not-so-ordinary crush, Heero, playing the bongo drums in a loincloth.
Duo saw his not-so-ordinary crush, Heero, playing the bongo drums in nothing BUT a loincloth.
Heero pulled Duo closer to him.
"Me Heero."
"Duh."
"You Duo."
"Another duh."
"Duo Heero's mate."
AN- AREN'T I EVIL?!?!?!?!!? I'll think about more chapters later, this was just
the scene that's been floating around in my head for the past few months…
yeah, months…I've been busy.
Anyway…C&C!!!!
By: The one and only, Konie!!
OK, I wrote this one-day during my breaks at work. That explains it totally.
Trust me, it does.
The G-Boys aren't mine, even though I really wish that they were. I wish even
more that they were real. "I'm a real boy, Papa!" Said Pinocchio. "I'm all
yours, Konie!" Said Duo. Yeah, in my dreams, but point proven.
Duo fell asleep in his own bed, in a very ordinary way. Duo fell asleep in his
own bed in a very ordinary way on a very ordinary night.
Duo had had a pretty ordinary day. He'd gone shopping in an ordinary way.
He'd gone shopping in an ordinary way and gotten a new CD player.
So, going to sleep in his very ordinary way, Duo decided to listen to his
ordinary CD player. He put in his current favorite ordinary CD, Savage
Garden's Affirmation.
Little did he know that the "ordinary" CD player he bought wasn't as ordinary
as it seemed. It was a magical CD player.
Duo bought it in a little ordinary looking shop.
The person who sold it to him looked ordinary enough. He was an
Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth. The ordinary Indian-accented
man with one ordinary tooth liked to sell "ordinary" knick-knacks.
Little did Duo know that the ordinary looking Indian-accented man with one
ordinary tooth's shop wasn't quite ordinary. It was extraordinary. Each
"ordinary" item in the extraordinary shop had an ordinary spirit inhabiting it.
Usually, or ordinarily, the spirits were harmless. These spirits usually
granted ordinary wishes.
Anyway, Duo bought the "ordinary" CD player from the ordinary looking
Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth's extraordinary shop. Duo
bought the "ordinary" CD player from the ordinary looking Indian-accented
man with one ordinary tooth's extraordinary shop DESPITE the warnings
from the ordinary looking Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth.
The ordinary looking Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth's warning
was that "grave misfortune" went with the owner of the "ordinary" CD player.
So, Duo bought the "ordinary" electric blue CD player from the ordinary
looking Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth.
"You'll be sorry!" Said the ordinary looking Indian-accented man with one
ordinary tooth, "Or you'll be really happy! I don't know which!"
Duo left the extraordinary shop owned by the ordinary looking
Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth.
As Duo turned around to get one last look at the extraordinary shop, Duo saw
that the extraordinary shop wasn't there anymore. Neither was the
ordinary looking Indian-accented man with one ordinary tooth.
Yup, a very ordinary day for Duo.
Well, Duo started his "ordinary" CD player and put it on repeat of his favorite
song, "The Animal Song". His favorite part in the
way-wicked-cool-not-possibly-ordinary-song was "Animals and Children tell the truth they never lie/ Which one is more human there's a thought now you decide." He liked to sing that one ordinary phrase from the way-wicked-cool-not-possibly-ordinary-song over and over and over again. It annoyed Duo's not-so-ordinary crush, Heero, greatly.
That's why Duo did it.
Anyway, Duo's ordinary way of sleeping yielded an ordinary dream (at least
ordinary for Duo). Heero. Heero with whipped cream. Heero with whipped
cream and strawberries.
Duo enjoyed the ordinary dream just like he did any and every other time.
Duo's alarm clock went off in its ordinary way. Duo reached for the snooze
button like he ordinarily did, only to find that there was NO snooze.
Deciding to open his most-definitely-extraordinarily-beautiful-eyes, Duo
would have ordinarily seen his ceiling.
However, on this extraordinary occasion, he didn't see his ordinary ceiling.
Duo saw the sky.
This caused Duo to shriek. Duo never shrieked, but on extraordinary
occasions, he does. This is an extremely extraordinary case.
Duo sat up in his ordinary bed, causing his ordinary black silk sheets to fall.
Duo screamed. Normally, and ordinarily, Duo would have seen his posters
of his best friend, and Gundam, Death Scythe.
However, since this was an extraordinary occasion, he saw trees and a beach.
"What the hell…?" Duo said, looking around the ordinary sand beach.
Duo was, extraordinarily enough, scared.
Stepping out of his ordinary bed and kicking around his ordinary black silk
sheets, Duo's wonderfully-crafted-not-ordinary foot touched sand. A big
pile of sand.
Looking down, Duo saw that someone had drawn ordinary arrows in the
ordinary sand with an ordinary stick. Using his
not-so-ordinary-gifted-mind, Duo followed the ordinary arrows in the
ordinary sand drawn with an ordinary stick.
The ordinary arrows in the ordinary sand drawn by an ordinary stick led the
not-so-ordinary-gifted Duo around the ordinary deserted island, back to
Duo's ordinary bed and ordinary black silk sheets.
"Bloody hell…" Duo muttered, utterly and unordinarily confused.
Then, Duo heard a sound. Duo heard some ordinary drums playing. Duo
heard some ordinary bongo drums playing.
Duo followed the source of the ordinary bongo drums' sound. And, since
this was an extraordinary day, he did. Duo found the source of the
ordinary bongo drums' sound.
Duo stared at what he saw.
Duo saw his not-so-ordinary crush, Heero.
Duo saw his not-so-ordinary crush, Heero, playing the bongo drums.
Duo saw his not-so-ordinary crush, Heero, playing the bongo drums in a loincloth.
Duo saw his not-so-ordinary crush, Heero, playing the bongo drums in nothing BUT a loincloth.
Heero pulled Duo closer to him.
"Me Heero."
"Duh."
"You Duo."
"Another duh."
"Duo Heero's mate."
AN- AREN'T I EVIL?!?!?!?!!? I'll think about more chapters later, this was just
the scene that's been floating around in my head for the past few months…
yeah, months…I've been busy.
Anyway…C&C!!!!