Disclaimer: I don't own Esca or Herbal Essences, but I DO own Mr. Snuggles! Or whatever's left of him that is... MWAHAHAHAHA! * Begins to choke *
A/N: Stupid parents cutting me short on time here... How am I ever gonna get anything accomplished in these fics if they are always booting me off the computer? * Sigh * Just added a chapter to "Wings of an Angel," so now I'm adding my chapter for the weekend to this, and it looks like I have about forty minutes, which SHOULD be enough time... Well here we go, R&R... AND THANKS FOR ALL THE NICE REVIEWS! ^_~
Chapter 2: Sugar
Dilly was once again reminded that the Dragonslayers were not known for their singing voices and covered his ears to drown out their screeching.
"Shut up you bakas! You sound like a bunch of dying doppelgangers!" He screamed at them, being reminded of Zongi's death whines.
"But Dilly, it's Christmas!" Gatty said, as he wobbled back and fourth. No doubt, he was also drunk.
"NO IT ISN'T YOU IDIOTS!" Dilly continued to screech at them.
"C'mon Dilly-Sama, get into the spirit!" Chesta remarked, draining a bottle of beer in a single gulp.
"I will not get into the 'spirit' as you say, you fool... It's February, we've ruined another one of Folkie's birthdays, our work here is done!" Dilly insisted.
None of the Dragonslayers seemed to be paying any attention to his reprimands however, because they were currently scratching out their Christmas lists.
Guimel looked around thoughtfully and said, "I know what I DON'T need..." He remarked to them all.
"Another sweater..." He muttered, eyeing his closet full of the fuzzy garments with little sheep all over them.
Dalet was using the fancy writing her usually used on the many love letters he wrote every week:
'Dear Santa Claus,
I have no idea if you even exist, you bearded freak of nature, but even if you don't I know that you'll listen to a charming guy like me and grant my requests. This list would have been longer, but it seems that I am running out of parchment, having used most of it up on my declaration of love to Verona the other day. Man I love that woman... But that has nothing to do with my pleas...
For starters, I'd like some Herbal Essence shampoo. That blonde haired monstrosity who calls himself a knight I must admit has quite nice looking hair on his head, even if there is nothing in his skull. I asked him about it in battle and he started singing the lyrics to the new Herbal Essence commercial he had recorded recently. I knocked him out to put everyone out of their misery... And to think that Lord Dilandau thinks WE have bad singing voices, ugh...
I'd also like some flowers for Verona, we had a fight the other day and seeing that Lord Dilandau doesn't pay us for our services and I spent my last few bucks on Folkie-Sama's birthday gift (Pink bunny slippers, I knew he loved them by the way he twitched his eyebrow!) I'm running short on cash. Better make them blue, or she'll slam the door in my face before I have the chance to give them to her. And make sure all my gifts are non-flammable, Dilly-Sama tends to burn our packages before we can open them...
Graciously yours,
Dalet'
Dalet smirked as he sealed the piece of parchment with some wax and went off to post it despite the fact that Dilly was ripping out his silver hair in frustration from his Dragonslayers stupidity.
Folkie was just plain annoyed at this point wondering how he got stuck with these lunatics in the first place. He then remembered something and left the room, walking down to the dining room where the party had been held earlier. It figured. Van and Hitomi were still tied to their chairs, looking anxious for someone to untie them. Folkie blinked in dismay as Van shot him a glare.
"You might as well stay and enjoy the festivities..." Folkie commented with a sigh, dragging their chairs into the room filled with the Yuletide minded Dragonslayers. They were now running about the room like they had all lost what little brains they had, strewing decorations.
Refina was walking out the door when Viole smirked at her, noticing what she was standing under.
"Hey Fina, babe, look up..." He commented, pointing above the blonde slayer's head.
"Mistletoe, you know what that means..." He smiled puckering up.
"Yeah, you're right Viole, I DO know what it means..." She said in a little I'm-too-happy voice.
She went over to Folkie and grabbed Van and Hitomi out of their chairs, hurling them under the mistletoe.
"Kiss you idiots!" She commanded them as they blushed profusely. Shyly they kissed and Refina looked pleased with herself while Viole looked slightly disappointed.
"It's about time Fanel! You blundering idiot! We waited 26 episodes and you bakas finally kiss!" He smirked at Van. Dilly had not wanted to be left out of the fun, so he was profusely drunk as well.
Gatty was busy trimming the Christmas tree, (that Dilandau had INSISTED be spray painted red and black) with little lights that looked liked flames and hanging candy canes on the branches.
"CANDY CANES!" Dilly screamed, racing over to the Christmas tree and knocking Gatty off the stepladder he was standing on. He began to rip them off the tree, devouring them one by one while the slayers made their bets on how many he could eat before becoming sick or extremely hyper.
About an hour later, Dilly had run out of candy canes and looked very grumpy indeed about being deprived of his sugar. The Dragonslayers continued decorating while Folkie looked on in frustration at his troops' stupidity...
To be Continued
A/N: Personally I thought this chapter was pretty good, but it's YOU, the readers' opinions that matter, so tell me what you think... More will probably be up tomorrow or Tuesday, so stay tuned! Arigatou! Ja ne!
~Trunks Gal~
A/N: Stupid parents cutting me short on time here... How am I ever gonna get anything accomplished in these fics if they are always booting me off the computer? * Sigh * Just added a chapter to "Wings of an Angel," so now I'm adding my chapter for the weekend to this, and it looks like I have about forty minutes, which SHOULD be enough time... Well here we go, R&R... AND THANKS FOR ALL THE NICE REVIEWS! ^_~
Chapter 2: Sugar
Dilly was once again reminded that the Dragonslayers were not known for their singing voices and covered his ears to drown out their screeching.
"Shut up you bakas! You sound like a bunch of dying doppelgangers!" He screamed at them, being reminded of Zongi's death whines.
"But Dilly, it's Christmas!" Gatty said, as he wobbled back and fourth. No doubt, he was also drunk.
"NO IT ISN'T YOU IDIOTS!" Dilly continued to screech at them.
"C'mon Dilly-Sama, get into the spirit!" Chesta remarked, draining a bottle of beer in a single gulp.
"I will not get into the 'spirit' as you say, you fool... It's February, we've ruined another one of Folkie's birthdays, our work here is done!" Dilly insisted.
None of the Dragonslayers seemed to be paying any attention to his reprimands however, because they were currently scratching out their Christmas lists.
Guimel looked around thoughtfully and said, "I know what I DON'T need..." He remarked to them all.
"Another sweater..." He muttered, eyeing his closet full of the fuzzy garments with little sheep all over them.
Dalet was using the fancy writing her usually used on the many love letters he wrote every week:
'Dear Santa Claus,
I have no idea if you even exist, you bearded freak of nature, but even if you don't I know that you'll listen to a charming guy like me and grant my requests. This list would have been longer, but it seems that I am running out of parchment, having used most of it up on my declaration of love to Verona the other day. Man I love that woman... But that has nothing to do with my pleas...
For starters, I'd like some Herbal Essence shampoo. That blonde haired monstrosity who calls himself a knight I must admit has quite nice looking hair on his head, even if there is nothing in his skull. I asked him about it in battle and he started singing the lyrics to the new Herbal Essence commercial he had recorded recently. I knocked him out to put everyone out of their misery... And to think that Lord Dilandau thinks WE have bad singing voices, ugh...
I'd also like some flowers for Verona, we had a fight the other day and seeing that Lord Dilandau doesn't pay us for our services and I spent my last few bucks on Folkie-Sama's birthday gift (Pink bunny slippers, I knew he loved them by the way he twitched his eyebrow!) I'm running short on cash. Better make them blue, or she'll slam the door in my face before I have the chance to give them to her. And make sure all my gifts are non-flammable, Dilly-Sama tends to burn our packages before we can open them...
Graciously yours,
Dalet'
Dalet smirked as he sealed the piece of parchment with some wax and went off to post it despite the fact that Dilly was ripping out his silver hair in frustration from his Dragonslayers stupidity.
Folkie was just plain annoyed at this point wondering how he got stuck with these lunatics in the first place. He then remembered something and left the room, walking down to the dining room where the party had been held earlier. It figured. Van and Hitomi were still tied to their chairs, looking anxious for someone to untie them. Folkie blinked in dismay as Van shot him a glare.
"You might as well stay and enjoy the festivities..." Folkie commented with a sigh, dragging their chairs into the room filled with the Yuletide minded Dragonslayers. They were now running about the room like they had all lost what little brains they had, strewing decorations.
Refina was walking out the door when Viole smirked at her, noticing what she was standing under.
"Hey Fina, babe, look up..." He commented, pointing above the blonde slayer's head.
"Mistletoe, you know what that means..." He smiled puckering up.
"Yeah, you're right Viole, I DO know what it means..." She said in a little I'm-too-happy voice.
She went over to Folkie and grabbed Van and Hitomi out of their chairs, hurling them under the mistletoe.
"Kiss you idiots!" She commanded them as they blushed profusely. Shyly they kissed and Refina looked pleased with herself while Viole looked slightly disappointed.
"It's about time Fanel! You blundering idiot! We waited 26 episodes and you bakas finally kiss!" He smirked at Van. Dilly had not wanted to be left out of the fun, so he was profusely drunk as well.
Gatty was busy trimming the Christmas tree, (that Dilandau had INSISTED be spray painted red and black) with little lights that looked liked flames and hanging candy canes on the branches.
"CANDY CANES!" Dilly screamed, racing over to the Christmas tree and knocking Gatty off the stepladder he was standing on. He began to rip them off the tree, devouring them one by one while the slayers made their bets on how many he could eat before becoming sick or extremely hyper.
About an hour later, Dilly had run out of candy canes and looked very grumpy indeed about being deprived of his sugar. The Dragonslayers continued decorating while Folkie looked on in frustration at his troops' stupidity...
To be Continued
A/N: Personally I thought this chapter was pretty good, but it's YOU, the readers' opinions that matter, so tell me what you think... More will probably be up tomorrow or Tuesday, so stay tuned! Arigatou! Ja ne!
~Trunks Gal~