Escaflowne Meets MTV's Fear; Chapter 5
A/N: Holy freaking Pete! It's been far too long since I've written the last chapter. Really, really long. A deathly amount of long. It's been a few months. Wow. I am so sorry to everyone. So sorry. That was evil of me to say that this chapter was coming out soon. I really didn't intend for it to be a lie. Honest! I also apologize if my writing skills have gotten a tad bit rusty. Well, anywho…the reason that I haven't written in so long, is because, as sad as it sounds, my love for Escaflowne died. But now, I've finally decided to think of the fans! All…two of them! o.o; Well, without further ado, here is…Escaflowne Meets MTV's Fear; Chapter 5!
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone! So poo! X_X Escaflowne and everything else that I mention that is big, scary, and can sue me belongs to their respective owners!
After the short delay, Hitomi got a bit angered with Merle. "You stupid cat!!! Just tell us the dare!" Merle grinned slyly, "What's wrong, Hitomi? Women problems?" Hitomi reddened, as her voice became considerably louder over the walkie-talkie. "MERLE! Just…tell…us…the….dare!" Hitomi yelled, repeating herself slowly and clearly. Merle giggled, "Fine, fine…You're dare is…" She paused. Hitomi heaved with anger. "STOP DOING THAT!!!!" Folken, who had been very silent during Hitomi's conversation with Merle backed away slowly. Merle clung to her ear in pain. "Ouch! Do you have to keep on yelling?!" Hitomi rolled her eyes. "I won't yell, if you say the dare." She said in a composed manor. Merle had no choice but to tell Hitomi, after all, she was just wasting time. "Okay. See that piano in the corner?" Hitomi nodded, "Yeah." Merle continued. "BLACK has to play the role as…" Merle stumbled over the next word. "…pi-an-is-t..? And…" Before Merle could finish, Folken interrupted her, wide-eyed. "I have to play the role of WHAT?!" Hitomi looked at Folken with curiousity, "Pianist. What's wrong with that?" Folken settled down a bit. "Oh…okay. Didn't hear the 't'." Hitomi looked at Folken, now crossly. "…hentai." Merle continued. "Then, as BLACK plays the pi-an-o, BLUE must sing…dancing is optional."
Hitomi smiled, and winked. "Sounds easy enough!" She sat on the floor for a minute, and stretched her legs out, looking very professional. Folken blew a small amount of dust off of the piano, a pressed a key. He jumped back at the sound it made, with a girlish squeal. "This…'pie a no' is scary." He said, looking down at it. In the middle of yet another stretch Hitomi looked at Folken and sighed. "Just sit down and play! You whine too much." With a quiet 'eep', Folken sat down at the piano hastily. He ran his hands over the keys, pressed them down, and sounded horrible. Hitomi fell over. "You can't do any better than THAT?! You suck!" Folken started sniffling. "I'm trying! I've never even heard of a pie a no before! You expect me to be an expert or something!" He took a Kleenex out of his cape, and blew his nose loudly. Hitomi thought for a few minutes about what song she was going to sing, then instantly a song popped into her mind. She cleared her throat, and used the walkie-talkie as a microphone. "Okay, Folken when I say go, you just press the lowest key and the highest key over, and over. Got it?" Folken looked at her suspiciously, then nodded, throwing his Kleenex aside. "Go!" Folken began hitting the keys.
Hitomi held the microphone close. "Hmmmmm…" Hitomi paused. "I'm goin down, down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover, Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go, Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound. Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now!" Folken, who had stopped on the piano long ago, gaped at Hitomi, who was rapping with perfect precision. Hitomi also executed all of the hand gestures as accurately as possible. The others back at the safe house listened as well, in silenced awe. Hitomi then continued her flawless rap. "Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs. Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed. Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs. And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin. I hang with Hannibal Lector. So feel me when I bring it Sing it loud! I'm from the Loop and I'm proud!" Hitomi stopped when she noticed not only the pervading silence, but also Folken staring at her wide-eyed, and with his mouth open. She responded to the eerie silence with a weak chuckle.
After Hitomi had broken the silence, she listened to the walkie-talkie. What she heard was Dilandau, laughing like the maniac he was, Van quite confused by it all, yet clapping for her, and Merle who simply said, "Hitomi? Are you all right?" Dilandau got up, dragging with him the chair that he was still stuck to, and yanked the walkie-talkie out of Merle's hand. "You had better hurry back, Hitomi! I want out of this damned chair!!" Merle then pried the walkie-talkie out of Dilandau's hand and kicked him, unintentionally sending him falling backwards, landing on his back, (or rather, the chair) and not being able to get up. Both Van and Merle laughed hysterically as Dilandau kicked and struggled, trying to get up. "DAMMIT! I will kill you all! Every last one of you!" He yelled. Merle clicked the walkie-talkie back on, "Okay, Tomi-kins. You can bring Folken and come back to the safe house now." Hitomi sweatdropped. "T-Tomi-kins?! What the heck is that about?" She asked Merle, in a strange tone. After Merle didn't respond, Hitomi happily began walking out of the room. "Folken! Come on!" She said to Folken, who was inspecting the piano with much curiousity. "Hmm…pie a no. We should invent these on Gaea!" Hitomi and Folken left the room.
As the couple walked down the stairs, the piano began playing 'Fur Elise' all by itself. Folken let out a very girlish scream, and tripped down the stairs, barreling over poor Hitomi. They both landed on the bottom of the staircase again with a 'thud'. This time Hitomi was the cushion. "Ouch!!!" She said, giving Folken a death glare. He quickly got off of her. "Let's just go back to the safe house, okay?" He said with fear written all over his face. They both ran out of the all boy's ballet academy with desperation.
After much running through dew soaked grass, Folken and Hitomi reached the safe house, panting. They then barged through the door, only to walk in on what looked like anarchy. Dilandau, still on his back, looking much like a turtle. Merle, who was throwing un-popped popcorn kernels at the helpless warlord, and finally Van, who was gripping his stomach from laughing so much. Hitomi and Folken sweatdropped. "What is going on here..?" Hitomi asked, afraid to find out the answer. Dilandau responded with. "Damn…kill…burn…death…stop laughing at me." Van just continued to laugh. Merle, who was the only one mentally stable enough to answer said, "He fell over. I thought it would be funny to throw popcorn kernels at him. It was funny. Lord Van started laughing…a lot." Merle paused for a minute. "I think this trip is making us loose our minds…I mean…since when could you sing like that, Hitomi?" Hitomi sweatdropped again, and looked down at Dilandau. "You think I should cut him free?" Dilandau looked at Hitomi for a moment. "Cut me free…Please?" Hitomi then kneeled down to him, grabbed a nearby pair of scissors, and cut him free. "There." She said. Dilandau hopped out of his chair, with much glee, ran a few laps around the room, then came back to the point where his chair was, and tripped over it. "DAMMIT!" He cursed. After a few more hours of senseless conversations, the group fell asleep, awaiting the next night.
A/N: Okay, okay. It wasn't one of my BEST chapters, but at least it's finally up! Show some mercy, onegai? Well, anyway…PLEASE REVIEW! It only takes about three seconds! All you have to type is one word, and I'll be happy. ^.^ Once again, I apologize for the oh-so-lengthy delay for this chapter!
Lot's and Lot's of Love,
Mel ^.~