People are reviewing this! * sniff * Thank youzz!!!! Now here's where the
mushy romance comes in. This story should be pleasing to those of you that
desperately want to see Johnny and Devi together, along with those who wish
to see some original romance pairs. Gir and Gaz! It doesn't get more
original than that! ( thank you, noodletwin for the original pairs idea!)
With that said, there is a good reason for why these characters are NOT
together. Extreme OOCness at some points, but sticking with the romance
parody theme, hopefully Jhonen Vasquez (he's the one that owns this stuff,
not me!) won't hunt me down and make my life a living hell because of it.
Hopefully.
Chapter 4: The Cheesiest of Romances
Devi is standing on the front dock of the Titanic. ( A/N: There IS a name for that, but I don't know since I'm not a sea captain. Or a pirate. Or a pirate's parrot. Or the parrot's birdseed, ect. )
Devi: I hate this Nevers idiot. I don't even know his first name, he's 10 times older than me, really boring and part of his brain is missing. That's it, I'm jumping. Nny: Hey Rose! What are you doing on the railing?
Devi: My name isn't Rose, it's Devi.
Nny: Oops! That was the original script! So what are you doing?
Devi: I'm jumping, what does it look like?
Nny: I know you' re jumping, but I just wanted to hear the famous last words of the most OOC actress ever.
Devi: What?! I'm not copying what that preppy excuse for an actress in the original movie did! This is just the most convenient way to end it.
Nny: Normally I would consider joining you, but since Psycho Dough Boy left, I've been less suicidal. I wouldn't mind going for a swim, though.
Devi: No, I'm serious! I'm jumping!
Nny: You're not serious. I know you're not with those remedial acting skills. At least you have a destination after we get off of this primitive love cruise. Me? I've got nothing but my never-ending task of ridding the world of social maggots. Devi: Destination? My destination is eternal doom, in the words of my creepy mother. She's making me marry some idiot that I wouldn't like in a million years! That's not much of a destination.
Nny: Then there's nothing left to do but enjoy the time we have left. If you're still as suicidal as you are now, I'll let you borrow a gun and you can shoot yourself when we get to New York. Deal?
Devi: Deal. Hey, look at that beautiful sunset! I just wish it didn't have so much pink! Nny: I have the strangest urge to yell "I'm king of the world!!!" Will you join me? Devi: Why not?
Unfortunately, their voices are very out of tune and shattered every windowon the boat. Not that it was a bad thing, since most of the people impaled by the shards of glass were among the social maggots Nny was trying to exterminate. At least this chapter has a partially happy ending.
Devi is standing on the front dock of the Titanic. ( A/N: There IS a name for that, but I don't know since I'm not a sea captain. Or a pirate. Or a pirate's parrot. Or the parrot's birdseed, ect. )
Devi: I hate this Nevers idiot. I don't even know his first name, he's 10 times older than me, really boring and part of his brain is missing. That's it, I'm jumping. Nny: Hey Rose! What are you doing on the railing?
Devi: My name isn't Rose, it's Devi.
Nny: Oops! That was the original script! So what are you doing?
Devi: I'm jumping, what does it look like?
Nny: I know you' re jumping, but I just wanted to hear the famous last words of the most OOC actress ever.
Devi: What?! I'm not copying what that preppy excuse for an actress in the original movie did! This is just the most convenient way to end it.
Nny: Normally I would consider joining you, but since Psycho Dough Boy left, I've been less suicidal. I wouldn't mind going for a swim, though.
Devi: No, I'm serious! I'm jumping!
Nny: You're not serious. I know you're not with those remedial acting skills. At least you have a destination after we get off of this primitive love cruise. Me? I've got nothing but my never-ending task of ridding the world of social maggots. Devi: Destination? My destination is eternal doom, in the words of my creepy mother. She's making me marry some idiot that I wouldn't like in a million years! That's not much of a destination.
Nny: Then there's nothing left to do but enjoy the time we have left. If you're still as suicidal as you are now, I'll let you borrow a gun and you can shoot yourself when we get to New York. Deal?
Devi: Deal. Hey, look at that beautiful sunset! I just wish it didn't have so much pink! Nny: I have the strangest urge to yell "I'm king of the world!!!" Will you join me? Devi: Why not?
Unfortunately, their voices are very out of tune and shattered every windowon the boat. Not that it was a bad thing, since most of the people impaled by the shards of glass were among the social maggots Nny was trying to exterminate. At least this chapter has a partially happy ending.