Hi, this is a song set to "What's This" from The Nightmare Before Christmas. Neptican and I were talking and this and a story that this is in came about. Be afraid, be very afraid. The story is going to be posted soon under the name Neptican. It's her first Weiß Kreuz story, and my third. The story is about me!!! As always read and review, please.


The Nightmare Before the Mission



- What's This
Sung by: Farfie's Fangirl (Nikki)

What's this? What's this?
There's bishes everywhere
What's this?
There's someone with white hair
What's this?
I can't believe my eyes
I must be dreaming
Wake up, Nikki, this is so cool!
What's this?

What's this? What's this?
There's something very wrong
What's this?
There's people fighting

What's this?
The streets are lined with
Little fangirls screaming
Everybody seems so scared
Have I possibly gone psycho?
What is this?
What's this?

There are men with weapons
Instead of flowers
They're busy trying to kill
And absolutely it makes no sense

There's the hot white-haired guy
Oh, I can't believe my eyes
And in my bones I feel the desire
That's coming from my mind

Oh, look
What's this?
They're hanging on each other
Why that looks so unique, inspired
They're gathering around to leave
And go back to nurse their wounds
What's this?
What's this?

In here they've got guns, how queer
And who would ever think
And why?

They're destroying everything
They've got a hot psycho
And I'm attacthed to his leg with superglue
So, now, correct me if I'm wrong
This looks like fun
This looks like fun
Oh, could it be I got my wish?
What's this?

Oh my, what now?
There's a hot psycho taking a shower
But look, there's nothing underneath
No evil flower boys to interupt my time
In the shower with the white-haired man
I'll ensnare him, and make him see only me
Secure inside our white room
What's this?

The sainty is missing
And nightmares all around
And in his heart there seems to be
Hate against God

I swear, I love it here
I smell blood in the blender
The smell shampoo in the air
Schu-slut clothes IS absolutely everywhere

The sights, the sounds
There's assassians all around
I've never felt so happy before
This empty place inside of me is filling up
I simply cannot get enough

I want him, oh, I want him
Oh, I want him for my own
I've got to know
I've got to know
Who is that white-haired man I'm attached to?
What is this?
Farfie's house, hmm...