Senselessness
Ramble: Well, this should be the final scene in the "Senselessness" business, and am I glad of it.
Kamui: *tearful* Don't you love us anymore?
Eva: Sheesh-_-()
Disclaimer: CLAMP would kill me off secretly if they found out that someone mutilated their precious work thus. So you don't need to sue me, just hire that hit man and see what happens
Senselessness-Scene 4
(On the deck of the cruise ship, the Dragons are standing about with nothing to do.)
Nataku: (running out of nowhere with its ribbon) DAAAADDDYYY!!!
Fuuma: (muffled as he has a full-sized man around his neck) Urghlet go, Kazuki-chan, glompings are reserved by my fangirls.
Fangirls: (huffily) Well, since you're all nice now, Fuuma-san, we don't want you anymore.
(The rather misantrophic [ -Author-: O_o;;;] female otaku now crowd around Fuuma's counterpart, who signs a few of the items they worshipfully proffer with a blood-colored marker labelled "CLAMP-ish beauteous morbidity" where the "colour" designation sticker usually is.)
Kamui: (Evil Smirk ™) Hahahahalooks like I got the better end of our new deal, Fuuma
Fuuma: Hmph.
(Kamui grins wickedly at the audience and hands Fuuma the stuffed white rabbit remniscient of the WISH messenger bunny.)
Kamui: (puppy-dog eyes) Aw, Fuuma, I'm sorry. Can you forgive me? After all, my--our--destinies were foreordained. I can do nothinghere's bunny-san, I figured thatthat you'd want him back
(Cue piano-lounge music typical of the "tender" moments in a daytime soap opera.)
Fuuma: (touched) Kamui
Kamui: (tilting his head back) Fuuma (Violent crescendo of the music as the fangirls of both parties swoon. Cue audience "aww".)
(Meanwhile, the ghost of the Sakurazukamori has shown up again and is, er, harassing Subaru.)
Subaru: (somewhat annoyed, but mostly cowed--think Kamui talking to Keiichi) Eh, Seishirou-san.
Seishirou's Ghost: (innocently) Whaaaat? My dear Subaru-kun?
Subaru: (bending to detach the phantom's hand from an embarassing part of his anatomy) There are children present, Sei-san
Seishirou's Ghost: (grinning) Oh. ( He [temporarily] desists)
(Karen, meanwhile, is patting Nataku comfortingly on the head as the latter bawls.)
Nataku: (sobbing) The mean little boy at the pool wouldn't let me bring Ribbon-san
Karen: (in all her motherliness) But, Nata--I mean, Kazuki-chan, Ribbon-san would get wet! And then what would you do?
Nataku: (big innocent eyes) I'd take him out of the water, Karen-san. And then I'd hang him somewhere to dry.
(A little mental picture of the twelve-foot-long ribbon dripping everywhere, drawn on a piece of poster-board, appears above Karen's head.)
Karen: (sweatdropping) Erm, Kazuki-chan, I think we should get you an inner tube for the pool instead
Nataku: (brightening) Can we get a white one and color it in with red marker so it looks like Ribbon-san when I just killed someone with him? [-Author- You know the reference pic if you're a really rabid X fan who owns X Zero]
Karen: (sweatdropping some more) S-sure
(In the ship's boiler room)
Anonymous Worker 1: (coughing) I'm underpaid.
Anonymous Worker 2: (he is kind of green in the face) So am I. (The other workers all start to grumble.)
Marius-like figure for all you Hugo fans out there: (gets atop a crate and shakes his fist defiantly in the air) Come, countrymen! (The workers gawk at him.)
Anonymous Worker 3, who, by the way, looks a lot like Kinomoto Touya: Uhyeah!! I'd be willing to give up my latent powers for decent pay! (The workers cheer.)
Workers: (shouting & stamping their feet) Strike! Strike! Strike!!
(Satsuki and Yuuto are lounging side-by-side)
Satsuki: (smiling contentedly) Ah. I just love sitting here with you, Yuuto, on this lovely lawn chair, and sipping my cool diet tropical beverage.( -Author- Separate lawn chairs, you dirty person!)
Yuuto: (sighing) Yes. But of course, the best part is that your drink is diet, neh?
Satsuki: (winking at audience extremely genki-ly and extremely OOCly) Thaaat's riiight! (displays enormous plastic jug of a murky orange drink) Drink Tropicade for that smooth tummy or those buns of steel you've always wanted!!
Yukito: (falling from a parallel dimension--recently renamed by scientists as "Tomoeda" from its original "Sickly-cute-land") Did someone mention food? (His tummy growls as he turns briefly chibi) I'm hungry. I would like some buns, yes. (To Satsuki) What kind did you say they were?
Satsuki: (returning to her usual self) Eat steel, buddy. (Throws large gag-cartoonish anvil on his head.) Now then, Yuuto, what were we discussing?
Yuuto: How relaxing this cruise is turning out to be---
Satsuki: (looking up from her palmtop) What?
Yuuto: (sighing) Never mind.
(The Dragons all stop what they are doing, however, when the picketing workers start to emerge onto the deck.)
Marius-like worker: AHH!! Look at them! They're against the people's rights to be content with normal proportions of the human body!! Let's go stone them and avenge all the manga otakus who try to be so picture-perfect!
(The workers rush to the Dragons, only to be blasted by ofuda, sakura-petal tentacles, electric cables that came from nowhere, various balls of ki, lightning, water, wind, fire, leafy vines, a rather soggy Ribbon-sanyou get the point.)
Workers: AHHHH!!! (They dive overboard to avoid the onslaught)
Yuzuriha: Darn it, I didn't get the chance to transform.
Dragons: (group sweatdrop)
(A sudden silence as everyone takes in the sight of an enormous, charred hole in the deck.)
Kamui: (Walks over to the hole and jumps backwards when the blackened edge of wood starts to crumble) WAH! (He glares at it)
(Another sudden silence as a huge gout of seawater shoots through the hole and the ship begins to tilt.)
Seichiirou: It looks like something out of one of those underwater sci-fi flicks.
Dragons: Nobody asked you! (They realize that the wave is starting to break and run to where signs indicate the life-boats should be.)
Arashi: (looking something other than emotionless for once) The boats aren't here!
Kamui: (pointing) Look! I see one!
(The Dragons rush to the pulleys attached to the boat and pull it high enough against the side of the ship to jump into. Nobody reads the cautionary sign on the tarp covering its top--Approved for Seven Passengers)
Eva: okay then, maybe this won't be the last scene. *sighs* Now it won't be half before the intermission and half after. *Grr*
Kamui: Yay! That means I can stay a while longer!!
Eva: -_-() If you wanna make me feel better, simply move downthat's ita little bit more and write some stuff in that large blank area. Better yet, if you're registered on FF.net, check one of those two little boxes near the large blank area