Cliché
MISSION 01: Narrators, sock monkies, self-insertions, and yaoi!
Author's Note - Errr... I think I FINALLY figured this out! Third time I've uploaded this chapter. o.o
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"Today was not a good day."
"It was cloudy. Birds weren't singing"
*THWACK!*
"Sorry."
"Our story, however, is not centered on Earth, so the previous things are just one of those freaky coincidences. Anyways, our story is centered around space. And today, space seemed a lot darker than usual."
"Or maybe that's just because Peacemillion has tinted windows?"
*BONK!*
"NOOOOO! Not the pocky, anything but that! ,,, FINE! I'll shutup."
"Ahem, in fact, today was such a bad day, the gods themselves refused to come out of their, uh... godly estate-housie thingies."
"Very professionally put, A-ko."
"Thank you, B-ko."
"And the gods were filled with such fear..."
"...for Heero Yuy had discovered the world of yaoi fanfiction."
"And he became emotionally disturbed..."
"...not that he wasn't already..."
"B-KO! I'm warning you!"
"Alright, sorry, again."
"He became emotionally disturbed to the point-"
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"
"What the hell?! B-ko?"
"Yeeeeees?"
"Did you microwave the cat again?"
"No."
"I think you're lying."
"Well, it wasn't a cat, but it was still really cool! I mean, it just-"
"Please, B-ko, I don't wanna know."
"You sure?"
"Yes."
...silence...
"B-ko?"
"Yeeeeees?"
"If that wasn't the cat, what was-"
Suddenly, the door slid open. Noin looked in the room and suddenly, got a very confused, then a very pissed look on her face. One couldn't blame her, though. I mean, wouldn't you be if you suddenly walked into your room and found two teenage girls, approximately 319 boxes of pocky, a sock monkey, spotlights, and a video camera? "What the hell? These are my quarters! You're not authorized to be in here! Are you a part of the maintenance staff?"
"Oh my..." sighed A-ko. "B-ko, you tell her."
"Noin my dear, I'm afraid that you've been fanficced," B-ko stated solemnly.
"No... PLEASE GOD, NOOOOOO!" Noin screeched as she ran out the door.
"At least it's not a self-insertion!" B-ko yelled out the doorway.
*THWAP!*
"Really, B-ko, you're gonna start giving the author ideas! And by the way, where did that sock monkey come from?"
The sock monkey sat thinking sock monkey thoughts.
"It must be a figment of the author's imagination. Begone, foul figment!"
The sock monkey silently imploded.
"Whoa, that was kinda freaky..."
"It would've been cooler if I would've nuked--"
A familiar spandex-short clad figure stood in the doorway holding a gun.
"Omae wo korusu!" cried B-ko, pointing a finger-gun back at Heero.
Heero looked utterly dumbfounded. His eyes started darting from side to side, a terrified look on his face. He then collapsed into a crying heap on the floor.
B-ko was also on the floor, but it was for an entirely different reason. She was laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up. "I stole the main character's line! I be l33t! w00t!"
All the way across Peacemillion, Duo's l33t h4x0r 53n53 0f h33r1n6 picked up a signal. "d00dz! Stop the game!"
"But why, Duo? I find Candy Land incredibly stimulating," Trowa replied, glancing at Quatre, who nodded.
Several snickers were heard from inside a nearby closet.
"That's MENTALLY stimulating. Now stop spying on us, or I'll impale ya with my Bang 'o Doom!"BR
The closet immediately fell silent.
"Damn yaoi authors..." mumbled Wufei.
Duo blinked, and then thought for a moment. "Waitaminute... Yaoi?! OH CRAP!"
"What is it, Duo?" Quatre questioned.
"I was checkin' some yaoi webpage to see who I was randomly paired up with this week, and I think I left it on..."
Panicked looks were exchanged between the four boys.
Quatre opened his mouth first. "That means...
"HEERO!" they all exclaimed at once.
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Duh duh duhhhh... Yes, this has to be the sloppiest thing I've ever written, but that's part of its charm, doncha think? J FYI, I have nothing against yaoi or yaoi authors, but I just believe that the G-boys are all straight. This fic is and is going to be a mockery of every GW fic out there. To be continued, of course.
MISSION 01: Narrators, sock monkies, self-insertions, and yaoi!
Author's Note - Errr... I think I FINALLY figured this out! Third time I've uploaded this chapter. o.o
--
"Today was not a good day."
"It was cloudy. Birds weren't singing"
*THWACK!*
"Sorry."
"Our story, however, is not centered on Earth, so the previous things are just one of those freaky coincidences. Anyways, our story is centered around space. And today, space seemed a lot darker than usual."
"Or maybe that's just because Peacemillion has tinted windows?"
*BONK!*
"NOOOOO! Not the pocky, anything but that! ,,, FINE! I'll shutup."
"Ahem, in fact, today was such a bad day, the gods themselves refused to come out of their, uh... godly estate-housie thingies."
"Very professionally put, A-ko."
"Thank you, B-ko."
"And the gods were filled with such fear..."
"...for Heero Yuy had discovered the world of yaoi fanfiction."
"And he became emotionally disturbed..."
"...not that he wasn't already..."
"B-KO! I'm warning you!"
"Alright, sorry, again."
"He became emotionally disturbed to the point-"
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"
"What the hell?! B-ko?"
"Yeeeeees?"
"Did you microwave the cat again?"
"No."
"I think you're lying."
"Well, it wasn't a cat, but it was still really cool! I mean, it just-"
"Please, B-ko, I don't wanna know."
"You sure?"
"Yes."
...silence...
"B-ko?"
"Yeeeeees?"
"If that wasn't the cat, what was-"
Suddenly, the door slid open. Noin looked in the room and suddenly, got a very confused, then a very pissed look on her face. One couldn't blame her, though. I mean, wouldn't you be if you suddenly walked into your room and found two teenage girls, approximately 319 boxes of pocky, a sock monkey, spotlights, and a video camera? "What the hell? These are my quarters! You're not authorized to be in here! Are you a part of the maintenance staff?"
"Oh my..." sighed A-ko. "B-ko, you tell her."
"Noin my dear, I'm afraid that you've been fanficced," B-ko stated solemnly.
"No... PLEASE GOD, NOOOOOO!" Noin screeched as she ran out the door.
"At least it's not a self-insertion!" B-ko yelled out the doorway.
*THWAP!*
"Really, B-ko, you're gonna start giving the author ideas! And by the way, where did that sock monkey come from?"
The sock monkey sat thinking sock monkey thoughts.
"It must be a figment of the author's imagination. Begone, foul figment!"
The sock monkey silently imploded.
"Whoa, that was kinda freaky..."
"It would've been cooler if I would've nuked--"
A familiar spandex-short clad figure stood in the doorway holding a gun.
"Omae wo korusu!" cried B-ko, pointing a finger-gun back at Heero.
Heero looked utterly dumbfounded. His eyes started darting from side to side, a terrified look on his face. He then collapsed into a crying heap on the floor.
B-ko was also on the floor, but it was for an entirely different reason. She was laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up. "I stole the main character's line! I be l33t! w00t!"
All the way across Peacemillion, Duo's l33t h4x0r 53n53 0f h33r1n6 picked up a signal. "d00dz! Stop the game!"
"But why, Duo? I find Candy Land incredibly stimulating," Trowa replied, glancing at Quatre, who nodded.
Several snickers were heard from inside a nearby closet.
"That's MENTALLY stimulating. Now stop spying on us, or I'll impale ya with my Bang 'o Doom!"BR
The closet immediately fell silent.
"Damn yaoi authors..." mumbled Wufei.
Duo blinked, and then thought for a moment. "Waitaminute... Yaoi?! OH CRAP!"
"What is it, Duo?" Quatre questioned.
"I was checkin' some yaoi webpage to see who I was randomly paired up with this week, and I think I left it on..."
Panicked looks were exchanged between the four boys.
Quatre opened his mouth first. "That means...
"HEERO!" they all exclaimed at once.
---
Duh duh duhhhh... Yes, this has to be the sloppiest thing I've ever written, but that's part of its charm, doncha think? J FYI, I have nothing against yaoi or yaoi authors, but I just believe that the G-boys are all straight. This fic is and is going to be a mockery of every GW fic out there. To be continued, of course.