Escaflowne Meets MTV's Fear; Chapter 2
A/N: Back By Popular Demand!!! No, just kidding…Well, I heard that more than ten of you all want me to write more of Escaflowne meets MTV'S Fear! I was really excited, considering that I really WANTED to write more! You know…my favorite part about writing this story, is the Van and Dilandau fights…yep…those are pretty darn fun. Well…I'll stop ranting for a bit…and start writing!
Random spoilers may occur…*SPOILERS SPOILERS* Consider yourself warned!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in my story!!! Don't sue me!
Van opened the doors, and walked in. He looked around as the doors then swung backward, hitting him in the butt. Van let out a girlish yelp. Dilandau laughed over the walkie-talkie. "Are you okay, Femmy? I'll be sure to have your favorite color nail polish out as soon as you get back, maybe we can even play truth or dare!" Van cut Dilandau off. "Shut the hell up! God! I'd like to see how good you do in here, you freak!" Dilandau then made his voice considerably higher, "Is little baby-boo boo scared? Does he want his blankey?" Van was enraged. "Do you have to be so annoying? Now do you see why everyone hates you?!" Dilandau, who wasn't bothered in the least, laughed. "Van, dear…If I were you, I'd just shut up." Hitomi slapped Dilandau over the top of the head. "Would you just tell Van the dare! God!" Dilandau glared at Hitomi. "Did you just hit me?" Hitomi shook her head. "Of course not!"
"Okay…okay…okay…Van your dare is, to go into the main hall. You will be given further instructions as soon as you reach it. Over." Van smiled, half-heartedly. "Sounds easy enough…Where is the main hall?" Dilandau was thinking…Should I let him get lost…or should I just be…decent for once…? Surprisingly, Dilandau decided to give him the proper instructions. "Okay, Van…You will see a long hallway in front of you…" Van nodded to himself. "Yeah, I see it." A chill ran down Van's spine. "Van, walk down the hall, all the way to room number twenty-nine. I repeat, twenty-nine." Van walked down the hall, and took in the surroundings. He came up to door number twenty-nine. "Now what?" Van asked a bit nervously. "Go into the room, and obtain the black bag, which should be on the center stage." Van opened the door slowly, and precariously.
The door squeaked open loudly. "Van, was that you being a girly-mouse again?" Van rolled his eyes. "Shut up…Just shut up…it was the door!" Van looked around at the stage, the bright light, from his camera, creeping over the scenery, creating eerie shadows. "I don't want to do this…I don't want to do this!" Van sniffled. He then took in all the gumption he had, and ran up to the stage. He walked up the stairs on the left side of the stage, looking every which way, except for down. He tripped over a torn curtain, and fell to the floor with a thud. "ACK!!! Damn curtain ghost!!!" Dilandau could barely hold in his laughter on the other end. "Van, be sure not to get yourself killed out there, because I want to be the one to have the honor." Van grabbed the black tote bag, which was on the stage. Then he began to hear frightening music on the piano…
Van ran out the door, as fast as he possibly could. "KAMI-SAMA KAMI-SAMA KAMI-SAMA!!!" Dilandau couldn't hold in his laughing anymore. "HEY! SHRIMP-BOY! DID THE CURTAIN GHOST GET YOU?!" He laughed hysterically, so hard, he fell backwards, out of his chair and on the floor. Van ran through the ballet academy, as quickly as humanly possible. "It's gonna get me! The scary music is going to get me!" By now, Dilandau was wiping tears from his eyes, he was laughing so hard. "Oh…my…God…I can SO black-mail Van with this!" Van exited the school and made his way to the safe house, with the black tote bag in hand.
Van swung open the door of the safe house recklessly. Everyone stared at him, with blank expressions on their faces. "You guys do not even have the slightest idea how scary that was!!" Merle ran over to Van, and licked his face. "Oh, Lord Van! I was so worried! That dumb albino was scaring me too! With his bunny eyes!" Dilandau, who had just stopped laughing walked over to Van and Merle. "Congratulations, you are the biggest wuss I know!" Dilandau then switched his glare to Merle. "…and I don't have rabbit eyes! At least I don't have a cat body!" Hitomi looked at the computer screen, "The next dare, is for green!" Allen jumped up, "Good! Finally a little bit of excitement…no offense, Princess." Millerna flashed a smile. "Oh Allen…I don't mind. I'd do anything for you." She stared at him, dazed. "Who is the dictionary?" Folken asked curiously. Hitomi looked at him, cocking her head to the side. "Um Folken…I think you mean the director."
Folken nodded. "Yeah! Yeah! That!" Hitomi clicked on one of the icons. "The director, is…Black." Hitomi then moaned. "Oh great…That means you Folken." Folken thrust his metal claw in the air. "Yes! I will be able to operate the comfoo- I mean…" He paused to clear his throat. "Computer." Allen got his equipment on hurriedly.
"Okay, Allen…" Folken began. "You must bring that tote bag with you, and you cannot look in it, at all costs!" Van, and Dilandau, were sitting in a corner, sharing a huge jar of dill pickles. "These are tart…hey! They're kinda like piscus." Dilandau took a bite of the pickle. "Ugh! It tastes like crap! What the hell is that thing?!" He asked, as he threw it at Millerna. Millerna, who had just been hit, in the back of the head with a pickle, was a bit annoyed. "Who threw that?!" she asked, threateningly. Dilandau whistled innocently. Millerna glared, and went back to her interior decorating. For once, Dilandau and Van were snickering over the same thing.
Allen ended up at the same doors Van had just been at. "Folken, what am I supposed to do? I'm at a really creepy sign that says…Harmony all BOY-!" Allen stopped. "ALL BOYS?! WHAT!? NO GIRL GHOSTS?!" Folken sweat-dropped. "Allen…it's okay…you have the Princess for you hear." Allen wiped the small amount of perspiration that was surfacing on his forehead. "Allen, your dare, is also to go into the main hall. I will give you further instructions when you get there." Allen put his hands on his hips…the heavy camera made him feel so…un-sexy. "How am I supposed to get there, Folken?" Folken chuckled. "Oh, yeah…I kinda forgot. Okay, go down the hall in front of you, until you reach room number twenty nine." Allen walked through the hallway, not scared in the least. He was still disappointed that no female ghosts would be hitting on him. He reached number 29, and opened the door.
"Okay, Allen, your dare is to take the contents of the bag out, and wear them." Allen heaved a sigh of relief. "Is that all?" Folken scrolled down on the computer. "No…just get dressed, and I'll tell you the rest. "Allen, who now had a smile on his face pulled the suit out of the bag. He held it in front of his face, and nearly turned blue. "Are you…serious…?" He asked Folken. "Yes, it says to put on the contents of the bag…" Allen looked at the garment, and then back into the camera. The "clothing" that Allen had to put on, was a pink fluffy tutu, white tights, and slippers. He laughed to himself. "There is no way in hell I'm doing this." Allen headed back towards the safe house. "Folken…I'm coming home."
Allen arrived at the front door. "You guys…I swear. I am so out!" Everyone looked at Allen. Millerna walked over to Allen. "But sweetie, why? Isn't my love good enough for you?" Allen looked at her oddly. "What the hell are you talking about? I'm just going to go back to Gaea…this is too…stupid for me." Millerna nodded, "Well, if you are going, I am too!" And with that, the odd couple left, and didn't come back. Folken then clicked both Millerna and Allen off, and continued back to the main Fear screen. The computer then showed a bunch of clips of "mediums" that talked about the spirits of the school. This made the now smaller group of people even more scared.
Everyone who was now very tired of hearing old ladies talk about haunted 'mumbo jumbo' decided to go back to the main fear screen. The computer showed a new notice. "Colors GREEN, and YELLOW have forfeited, therefore, RED must complete GREEN'S dare." Dilandau's heart sunk. "I have to…go…?" He then grinned somewhat crazily. "Will there be things to buuuuuuuurn?" Dilandau slowly got up, dusting off cracker crumbs that covered his uniform. "I haven't hunted dragons in a long time…this ought to be fun." Van poked Dilandau's shoulder. "Um…Dilandau…you are hunting ghosts…not dragons…" Dilandau ran a hand through his platinum hair. "Oh yeah! I kinda forgot. I'm so used to wanting to kill you, Van! Don't think I'm your friend now though, you still better watch your back." He then paused, and pointed a finger at Van. "Don't play with fire…you might get burnt." He put his equipment on, and strutted out the door.
A/N: How'd you like it??? That chapter was far too much fun for one girl to write ^_^ I'd like to thank everyone very much for wastin- I mean, using their time wisely, by reading my story! This time I'll make it easy. Five more reviews, and I'll give you all chapter three. How 'bout them cookies?
Lot's O Love,
Mel
P.S. Forgive any typos that have gone overlooked, please! ^_^;