It's sweltering already and it's only the beginning of July. Her Randomness and
I have been here for a week. The other bishie-obsessed just arrived on Sunday and
we're anxiously awaiting the arrival of our beloved boys.
"When are they gonna get here????" Molly, lounging in an adirondack chair, whines. She's draped sideways across the chair, her legs dangling over one armrest, her head over the other armrest.
Marz fans herself with one of my Dragon Ball Z magazines. "You just asked that about five seconds ago." She states mellowly, "And we already told you," Her voice raises, "WE DON'T KNOW!"
"I'm soooo bored!" Molly responds. "I can't stand it any more. I want Trunks to get here!!!"
"Hey," Krystan pipes up, "I claimed Trunks a long time ago! He's mine!!!"
"No way, Babe! He's gonna hang out with me!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Uh-huh!"
Marz, seeing that a fight is about to break out, jumps between the two. "Guys! Whoa, calm down! We don't even know which if them are coming. Why fight about it and be mad at each other now?"
"Shut up!"
"Yeah, stay out of this!"
Marz's eyes bug out. The two have classic anime fangs along with the traditional flaming eyes. "Sorry." She squeaks. She settles back into her chair, her hair draping over her shoulders and down her back.
Juno, meanwhile is in an apparent bishie-trance. She's sprawled out on the porch at the top of the Singing Stairs, staring off into space. "Oh, those cute little ears..." We hear her muttering to herself, "And those claws...I can't wait until he gets here..." She sighs dreamily.
Rini and Rose are seated on the porch together, playing war with a deck of Sailor Moon cards. Gleeful exclamations of "Ha! Beat that!" or "I win the war!" drift across the porch every now and then.
Random, slumped in the last adirondack chair, is listening to a David Bowie CD and reading the Return of the King for the millionth time. She's wearing a tee-shirt with Vegeta on the front and also the Vegeta hat I bought her.
And I? I'm writing -always writing- my latest fanfic. My headphones are around my neck and a Goo Goo Dolls CD is playing. My pen flies across the paper and I know I'm spelling things wrong, but I'm having a day full of inspiration and nothing will stop me. The idea of meeting -no, just the thought of seeing- Van Fanel is enough to keep me writing.
Nothing, that is, except for Georgie's excited yelling. "I saw them! I SAW THEM!!! The bishonen are here!!!"
Every one jumps up.
"They're here?!" Molly squeals. "Where?"
"I dunno...They ran off when they saw me running towards them. I think I scared them."
"Who came?" I question. I'm dying to know if he's here or not.
"I'm not sure. I didn't get a good look at them." She frowns, "But they're around somewhere and we need to find them."
"Well, let's go then!" Rose grins, "I want my bishie!"
So we spilt up to hunt for our anime hotties, hoping to find them before it gets dark and the Coy Dogs come out.
"When are they gonna get here????" Molly, lounging in an adirondack chair, whines. She's draped sideways across the chair, her legs dangling over one armrest, her head over the other armrest.
Marz fans herself with one of my Dragon Ball Z magazines. "You just asked that about five seconds ago." She states mellowly, "And we already told you," Her voice raises, "WE DON'T KNOW!"
"I'm soooo bored!" Molly responds. "I can't stand it any more. I want Trunks to get here!!!"
"Hey," Krystan pipes up, "I claimed Trunks a long time ago! He's mine!!!"
"No way, Babe! He's gonna hang out with me!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Uh-huh!"
Marz, seeing that a fight is about to break out, jumps between the two. "Guys! Whoa, calm down! We don't even know which if them are coming. Why fight about it and be mad at each other now?"
"Shut up!"
"Yeah, stay out of this!"
Marz's eyes bug out. The two have classic anime fangs along with the traditional flaming eyes. "Sorry." She squeaks. She settles back into her chair, her hair draping over her shoulders and down her back.
Juno, meanwhile is in an apparent bishie-trance. She's sprawled out on the porch at the top of the Singing Stairs, staring off into space. "Oh, those cute little ears..." We hear her muttering to herself, "And those claws...I can't wait until he gets here..." She sighs dreamily.
Rini and Rose are seated on the porch together, playing war with a deck of Sailor Moon cards. Gleeful exclamations of "Ha! Beat that!" or "I win the war!" drift across the porch every now and then.
Random, slumped in the last adirondack chair, is listening to a David Bowie CD and reading the Return of the King for the millionth time. She's wearing a tee-shirt with Vegeta on the front and also the Vegeta hat I bought her.
And I? I'm writing -always writing- my latest fanfic. My headphones are around my neck and a Goo Goo Dolls CD is playing. My pen flies across the paper and I know I'm spelling things wrong, but I'm having a day full of inspiration and nothing will stop me. The idea of meeting -no, just the thought of seeing- Van Fanel is enough to keep me writing.
Nothing, that is, except for Georgie's excited yelling. "I saw them! I SAW THEM!!! The bishonen are here!!!"
Every one jumps up.
"They're here?!" Molly squeals. "Where?"
"I dunno...They ran off when they saw me running towards them. I think I scared them."
"Who came?" I question. I'm dying to know if he's here or not.
"I'm not sure. I didn't get a good look at them." She frowns, "But they're around somewhere and we need to find them."
"Well, let's go then!" Rose grins, "I want my bishie!"
So we spilt up to hunt for our anime hotties, hoping to find them before it gets dark and the Coy Dogs come out.