Ambassador For The Arts
Author: Iz
Disclaimer: I don't own the whole 'Ambassador For The Arts' fic an Australian radio station does except I just made it I-man style.
A/N: I thought I can just imagine Darien doing something of these things (within reason)... you know getting back at people. Anyway hope you enjoy it and it makes you laugh.
I've decided to call this small series "Adventures of the Underfuned Six" if anyone has a better idea let me know and I'll dedicate the next one to you.
I must be desperate for reviews cause I'm begging for them.
~*~
Darien: Well, I've never considered myself an Ambassador for the arts but I rather enjoyed myself at the opera last night.
Hobbes: You went to the opera?
Darien: Well, as I remember it quiet clearly. . .
*Flashback Chimes*
*All through this a guy is singing the opera*
Snoring coming from Darien.
The snoring gets louder and louder until . . .
Man 1: Excuse me? ::Taps Darien::
Darien: What? What? Oh sorry ::laughs embarrassedly:: There you go. ::yawns::
Goes back to sleep and snores louder and mumbles to himself quietly. Until . . .
Darien: No! NO! Their in the Gymnasium!
Woman: Oh, quiet!
Darien: ::Wakes:: Oh, sorry! *Pauses* Oh yes their good, very good, aren't they? Good indeed ::smacks lips::
Falls asleep again, snores then passes wind.
Man 1: Do you mind?
Darien: Who? Who? No, I put them on your desk last night! ::Wakes:: oh, oh, sorry.
Man 1: Be quiet! Or I'll call the manager!
Darien: Ok, Ok sorry, sorry. WHOA! Who Beefed? That is EVIL! THAT is the work of the DEVIL!
::Everyone fails to notice that his eyes are red::
Man 1: Shut up!
Darien: Who are you?
Man 1: Shhh!
Darien: You wanna fight? Huh? You wanna fight? Go on buddy, give it your best shot!
Man 1: Will you sit down and be quiet and let me enjoy the show!
Chicken noises come as Darien is challenging the man to fight.
Man 1: For GOD sake!
Darien: Sorry, sorry!
*Sound of Macdonald's drink being sucked dry*
Random audience member 1: Shut up, Dickhead!
Darien: Aw, hay! Language! There are chicks present! Jeez, your ruining it for everyone!
Cell phone goes off.
Darien: Aw whose is THAT!
Man 2: It's yours.
Darien: Aw. Hello? *Pause* Dave! How are you? *Pause* What? OH your NOT! You are a shocker! Have they got big knockers? ::Laughs:: Well, put twenty down her underpants for me! *Pause* I said: Put twenty down her underpants for me!
Woman: Shut UP!
Darien: What? Oh I'm at the opera with a bunch of giant nobs.
Man: That's it. I want to speak to the manager.
Darien: Hang on. (To the guy singing) HAY BUDDY DO YOU MIND? I'M ON THE PHONE!!! I'll call you back Dave.
Audience start clapping as the singing stops.
Darien: Aw great! Now you made me miss the end. Hay where's the big fat guy wearing the hat with horns! OH LOOK! He's taking a bow! HAY! Let's see you touch your toes you fat barsted! LOOK! Now their giving him flowers. What a POOF! Opera bloke's a poofter! *Clapping tesingly* Opera bloke's a poofter! *Clapping tesingly*
*Flashback Chimes*
Sound of the applause at the opera.
Darien: Oh no. I'm still at the opera. Oh the flashback card doesn't seem to be working. Come on!
*Flashback Chimes*
Sound of the applause at the opera.
Darien: Damn stuck! I'll have to give it a bit more chock. Here we go!
*Flashback Chimes*
Sound of the applause at the opera.
Darien: Aw, crap. Now I'm stuck at the stupid flashack opera bit. Hay has anyone got any jumper leads?
A/N: Yeah I know it was crap. But it was funny when I started writing it so give me a break. Anyway I'll probably be back with one that's worse. But you've got admit seeing Darien at the opera would be funny as hell.
The next one is called: Farewell Sweet Princess, it's one for the Hobbes fans out there.
Remember R&R.
Iz
Author: Iz
Disclaimer: I don't own the whole 'Ambassador For The Arts' fic an Australian radio station does except I just made it I-man style.
A/N: I thought I can just imagine Darien doing something of these things (within reason)... you know getting back at people. Anyway hope you enjoy it and it makes you laugh.
I've decided to call this small series "Adventures of the Underfuned Six" if anyone has a better idea let me know and I'll dedicate the next one to you.
I must be desperate for reviews cause I'm begging for them.
~*~
Darien: Well, I've never considered myself an Ambassador for the arts but I rather enjoyed myself at the opera last night.
Hobbes: You went to the opera?
Darien: Well, as I remember it quiet clearly. . .
*Flashback Chimes*
*All through this a guy is singing the opera*
Snoring coming from Darien.
The snoring gets louder and louder until . . .
Man 1: Excuse me? ::Taps Darien::
Darien: What? What? Oh sorry ::laughs embarrassedly:: There you go. ::yawns::
Goes back to sleep and snores louder and mumbles to himself quietly. Until . . .
Darien: No! NO! Their in the Gymnasium!
Woman: Oh, quiet!
Darien: ::Wakes:: Oh, sorry! *Pauses* Oh yes their good, very good, aren't they? Good indeed ::smacks lips::
Falls asleep again, snores then passes wind.
Man 1: Do you mind?
Darien: Who? Who? No, I put them on your desk last night! ::Wakes:: oh, oh, sorry.
Man 1: Be quiet! Or I'll call the manager!
Darien: Ok, Ok sorry, sorry. WHOA! Who Beefed? That is EVIL! THAT is the work of the DEVIL!
::Everyone fails to notice that his eyes are red::
Man 1: Shut up!
Darien: Who are you?
Man 1: Shhh!
Darien: You wanna fight? Huh? You wanna fight? Go on buddy, give it your best shot!
Man 1: Will you sit down and be quiet and let me enjoy the show!
Chicken noises come as Darien is challenging the man to fight.
Man 1: For GOD sake!
Darien: Sorry, sorry!
*Sound of Macdonald's drink being sucked dry*
Random audience member 1: Shut up, Dickhead!
Darien: Aw, hay! Language! There are chicks present! Jeez, your ruining it for everyone!
Cell phone goes off.
Darien: Aw whose is THAT!
Man 2: It's yours.
Darien: Aw. Hello? *Pause* Dave! How are you? *Pause* What? OH your NOT! You are a shocker! Have they got big knockers? ::Laughs:: Well, put twenty down her underpants for me! *Pause* I said: Put twenty down her underpants for me!
Woman: Shut UP!
Darien: What? Oh I'm at the opera with a bunch of giant nobs.
Man: That's it. I want to speak to the manager.
Darien: Hang on. (To the guy singing) HAY BUDDY DO YOU MIND? I'M ON THE PHONE!!! I'll call you back Dave.
Audience start clapping as the singing stops.
Darien: Aw great! Now you made me miss the end. Hay where's the big fat guy wearing the hat with horns! OH LOOK! He's taking a bow! HAY! Let's see you touch your toes you fat barsted! LOOK! Now their giving him flowers. What a POOF! Opera bloke's a poofter! *Clapping tesingly* Opera bloke's a poofter! *Clapping tesingly*
*Flashback Chimes*
Sound of the applause at the opera.
Darien: Oh no. I'm still at the opera. Oh the flashback card doesn't seem to be working. Come on!
*Flashback Chimes*
Sound of the applause at the opera.
Darien: Damn stuck! I'll have to give it a bit more chock. Here we go!
*Flashback Chimes*
Sound of the applause at the opera.
Darien: Aw, crap. Now I'm stuck at the stupid flashack opera bit. Hay has anyone got any jumper leads?
A/N: Yeah I know it was crap. But it was funny when I started writing it so give me a break. Anyway I'll probably be back with one that's worse. But you've got admit seeing Darien at the opera would be funny as hell.
The next one is called: Farewell Sweet Princess, it's one for the Hobbes fans out there.
Remember R&R.
Iz