You Know This is A Bad Idea Right?
I have returned! How long was I gone?
Cell: I have no idea.
Me neither. Oh-ho! *Looks at reviews* Geesh, everyone wants Hiei to have a thing for Kurama? Okay, now I REALLY have inspiration for a Valentine's Day one. But here's the thing: NO YAOI. Sure I can do it but I'm trying to keep this sorta clean...for the 13 year old kiddies—
DD: Heck, this thing should be R as it is—
Cell: So it's gonna have to stay Shounen-ai. Maybe Kurama will get a clue eventually.
DD: Also, this means I have a purpose! *Rolls sleeves up and marks calendar* BRING IT ON MOMMA!
*Sweat drop* Yeah. Good thing: DD has a purpose. Bad thing—
Cell: He has a purpose.
Anyway, any warnings for this one?
Cell: Er, same as always: No drinking, no eating, no 100 dollars worth in puter repairs. Oh yeah, drug-usage, murder, and country music. Hey, he's in Nashville.
Begin transmission
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Hiei goes to Nashville (New Years' Edition)
(Scene: December 29 at Kurama's house)
Hiei: *Sleeping on the floor*
Kurama: Hiei—hm? *Pokes him*
Hiei: *Snores*
Kurama: *Pokes him again*
Hiei: *Wakes up* Hm? Wha?
Kurama: Hey, great news!
Hiei: Really? What?
Kurama: We're going to America! We're going to New York for New Years' Eve!
Hiei: Ame-ri-ca? What's that?
Kurama: It's not a what, it's a where. It's far across the ocean, like on the other side of the world! *In African accent* We are going to America!
Hiei: Riiiight. So when are we going?
Kurama: Tomorrow! Leave all that can be spared, we travel light![1]
Hiei: *Raises eyebrow* I swear he's gay.
(The next day at the docks)
Hiei: Why are we riding a boat? Can't we take a plane or—
Kurama: I already paid! Come on, it's a luxury liner and it's unsinkable!
Hiei: That's what they said about the—
Kurama: Come on, we're boarding! *He and Hiei get on ship*
(On the ship)
Kurama: Ooooh! It's so pretty! Hey, a bar! *Goes into bar*
Hiei: *Starts humming the "Loveboat" theme. Walks to his and Kurama's room*...OOOOH! *Jumps on bed* Boingyboingyboingyboingyboingy—oh my gosh, PLAYSTATION! *Gets control of himself* Okay, apparently TOO much of Kurama has rubbed off on me. Hmm, I wonder what they've got to eat on this ship...
(At the bar with Kurama)
Kurama: *On the table doing Pee-Wee Herman's Tequila Dance* Who said white men can't dance?![2]
(Enough of that)
Hiei: *In the kitchen* Hmmm...*opens GIANT fridge* ...*drools* Man that's a lotta Liotta![3] *Jumps in fridge*
(2 hours later)
Hiei: *Stomach is twice as big as he is. Rolls him self back to room* I should've never eaten that Sweet Potato pie...
Kurama: *Double-takes and chokes on soda* What the hell?! Hiei, what happened?!
Hiei: I ate too much *moans* ohhhh mommy...
Kurama: *Shakes his head* What am I going o do with you? Oh well, guess you'll just have to stay in here while I go out and...mingle.
Hiei: Playstation...
Kurama: Ah-ah, that's out of the question. Now you just sit there...or lay there.
Hiei: *Moans*
Kurama: *Shakes his head and goes out on deck*
(9:00 PM on deck)
Kurama: *To Captain* So how long till New York?
Captain: Oh about a few hours yet.
Kurama: Oh. Geesh its cold out here.
Captain: Eh, that's just because we just hit an iceberg back there. Tore the bottom of the ship off, in a few minutes this thing should be splittin apart.
Kurama: O_O!! WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL?!
Captain: What, didn't you hear? This is the SS TITANIC GHOST SHIP, we're supposed to hit icebergs and die horrible deaths in the Atlantic Ocean.
Kurama: I'M GONNA KILL YOOOU!
Captain: Well not before you die first. *Ship tilts up until it's completely vertical*
Kurama: OH SHIT I'M GONNA DIIIIIIE!
Hiei: *Lost all his weight and is now on deck* What the hell is going on here?!
Kurama: *Holding on to rail* YOU FOOL WE'RE SINKING!! *Ship splits in half* HIEI!
Hiei: *On other half holding onto rail* DAMN YOU BAKA KITSUNE! Both halves sink*
Kurama: *Surfaces and grabs onto driftwood* OH MY GOD IT'S COLD! *Looks around* Oh no, HIEI!
Hiei: *Beside him* What?!
Kurama: Huh? How'd you get there?
Hiei: I swam duh! Now what say we get going?
Kurama: We can't leave all these people here!
Hiei: The hell we can't! *Swims* Come with me if you want to live.
Kurama: ...*Follows him* Wait up!
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[1] Line from Lord of the Rings movie. I'm not sure if I got it right, my memory is horrible.
[2] Anyone remember that line "White Men Can't Dance"? Eh, not to be offensive to anyone, I just thought it was funny. And I think I'm the only one who remembers Pee-Wee Herman and the tequila dance.
[3] Liotta is the last name of Ray Liotta (not sure if I spelled it right) and I keep thinking its Loitta, but I'll never know. When used (by me of course) it means "stuff"
Cell: And we leave you with a cliff hanger! Be assured we will return in like...8 hours.
It wouldn't be a cliff hanger if it wasn't 6:30 in the morning. I am going to go to sleep now. Review and when I wake up I shall mock all flames, hug all good reviewers and listen to constructive criticism. Good morning America. Say good morning muses.
Muses: Good morning muses.
I have returned! How long was I gone?
Cell: I have no idea.
Me neither. Oh-ho! *Looks at reviews* Geesh, everyone wants Hiei to have a thing for Kurama? Okay, now I REALLY have inspiration for a Valentine's Day one. But here's the thing: NO YAOI. Sure I can do it but I'm trying to keep this sorta clean...for the 13 year old kiddies—
DD: Heck, this thing should be R as it is—
Cell: So it's gonna have to stay Shounen-ai. Maybe Kurama will get a clue eventually.
DD: Also, this means I have a purpose! *Rolls sleeves up and marks calendar* BRING IT ON MOMMA!
*Sweat drop* Yeah. Good thing: DD has a purpose. Bad thing—
Cell: He has a purpose.
Anyway, any warnings for this one?
Cell: Er, same as always: No drinking, no eating, no 100 dollars worth in puter repairs. Oh yeah, drug-usage, murder, and country music. Hey, he's in Nashville.
Begin transmission
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Hiei goes to Nashville (New Years' Edition)
(Scene: December 29 at Kurama's house)
Hiei: *Sleeping on the floor*
Kurama: Hiei—hm? *Pokes him*
Hiei: *Snores*
Kurama: *Pokes him again*
Hiei: *Wakes up* Hm? Wha?
Kurama: Hey, great news!
Hiei: Really? What?
Kurama: We're going to America! We're going to New York for New Years' Eve!
Hiei: Ame-ri-ca? What's that?
Kurama: It's not a what, it's a where. It's far across the ocean, like on the other side of the world! *In African accent* We are going to America!
Hiei: Riiiight. So when are we going?
Kurama: Tomorrow! Leave all that can be spared, we travel light![1]
Hiei: *Raises eyebrow* I swear he's gay.
(The next day at the docks)
Hiei: Why are we riding a boat? Can't we take a plane or—
Kurama: I already paid! Come on, it's a luxury liner and it's unsinkable!
Hiei: That's what they said about the—
Kurama: Come on, we're boarding! *He and Hiei get on ship*
(On the ship)
Kurama: Ooooh! It's so pretty! Hey, a bar! *Goes into bar*
Hiei: *Starts humming the "Loveboat" theme. Walks to his and Kurama's room*...OOOOH! *Jumps on bed* Boingyboingyboingyboingyboingy—oh my gosh, PLAYSTATION! *Gets control of himself* Okay, apparently TOO much of Kurama has rubbed off on me. Hmm, I wonder what they've got to eat on this ship...
(At the bar with Kurama)
Kurama: *On the table doing Pee-Wee Herman's Tequila Dance* Who said white men can't dance?![2]
(Enough of that)
Hiei: *In the kitchen* Hmmm...*opens GIANT fridge* ...*drools* Man that's a lotta Liotta![3] *Jumps in fridge*
(2 hours later)
Hiei: *Stomach is twice as big as he is. Rolls him self back to room* I should've never eaten that Sweet Potato pie...
Kurama: *Double-takes and chokes on soda* What the hell?! Hiei, what happened?!
Hiei: I ate too much *moans* ohhhh mommy...
Kurama: *Shakes his head* What am I going o do with you? Oh well, guess you'll just have to stay in here while I go out and...mingle.
Hiei: Playstation...
Kurama: Ah-ah, that's out of the question. Now you just sit there...or lay there.
Hiei: *Moans*
Kurama: *Shakes his head and goes out on deck*
(9:00 PM on deck)
Kurama: *To Captain* So how long till New York?
Captain: Oh about a few hours yet.
Kurama: Oh. Geesh its cold out here.
Captain: Eh, that's just because we just hit an iceberg back there. Tore the bottom of the ship off, in a few minutes this thing should be splittin apart.
Kurama: O_O!! WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL?!
Captain: What, didn't you hear? This is the SS TITANIC GHOST SHIP, we're supposed to hit icebergs and die horrible deaths in the Atlantic Ocean.
Kurama: I'M GONNA KILL YOOOU!
Captain: Well not before you die first. *Ship tilts up until it's completely vertical*
Kurama: OH SHIT I'M GONNA DIIIIIIE!
Hiei: *Lost all his weight and is now on deck* What the hell is going on here?!
Kurama: *Holding on to rail* YOU FOOL WE'RE SINKING!! *Ship splits in half* HIEI!
Hiei: *On other half holding onto rail* DAMN YOU BAKA KITSUNE! Both halves sink*
Kurama: *Surfaces and grabs onto driftwood* OH MY GOD IT'S COLD! *Looks around* Oh no, HIEI!
Hiei: *Beside him* What?!
Kurama: Huh? How'd you get there?
Hiei: I swam duh! Now what say we get going?
Kurama: We can't leave all these people here!
Hiei: The hell we can't! *Swims* Come with me if you want to live.
Kurama: ...*Follows him* Wait up!
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[1] Line from Lord of the Rings movie. I'm not sure if I got it right, my memory is horrible.
[2] Anyone remember that line "White Men Can't Dance"? Eh, not to be offensive to anyone, I just thought it was funny. And I think I'm the only one who remembers Pee-Wee Herman and the tequila dance.
[3] Liotta is the last name of Ray Liotta (not sure if I spelled it right) and I keep thinking its Loitta, but I'll never know. When used (by me of course) it means "stuff"
Cell: And we leave you with a cliff hanger! Be assured we will return in like...8 hours.
It wouldn't be a cliff hanger if it wasn't 6:30 in the morning. I am going to go to sleep now. Review and when I wake up I shall mock all flames, hug all good reviewers and listen to constructive criticism. Good morning America. Say good morning muses.
Muses: Good morning muses.