Disclaimer:I don't own FY, never will. The men in white suits made me
realize that.
AN: This is a story about Nyan nyan as a kid.short, but I was just BORED outta my mind, and my stories I like to focus around Tama-neko and Nyan nyan the most. Enjoy!
How I became a nyan nyan...
Ch.1: The joyous childhood.NOT.
Hello! Nyan nyan here. Just reflecting on my life as a kid. Mini-goddess? A CHILDHOOD?Imagine that!yah yah I get that all the time. I'd rather not like to relive my childhood though, but for the sake of your sanity (or lack of, depending on who you are *cough*this authoress*cough*) I might as well share the tale of woe.
My birth name was Mika- "small chipmunk". Let me just make things clear now: I COULDN'T fly, I DIDN'T have magic healing powers, and MY HAIR WAS NOT GREEN! *pout* I had blue hair, short and tangled from when I played int he mud. (hey, we all have our strange habits)Taiitsukan did all that to me. I think the also shrunk me even MORE, that old hag...*takes a looks around* I mean um.that all beautiful creator of the universe? Hehehhe. moving on!
I wasn't very loved in my community, a town with around 1,000 people living in it. Very small you see,but nonetheless they still resented me. I don't see why- I mean im chirpy and happy and I can fly.er, well the flying and healing powers came later. I think it all started when I was 4.
My mom took care of me all the time I remained in the town. Never knew who my father was exactly, but I probably inherited my height from him.I think I had a growth spurt problem really. I stopped growing after I turned 7. Strange problem, but I've heard rumors that my father was a munchkin, or was it a mountain goat? I havent the best hearing.
I left town when I was 10 or so, since I was being mistaken for an elf-girl by the few travelers passing through my town. The townspeople also gave me quite the *rolls eyes* lovely nickname: Munchy. Short for Munchkin.*shudder* I left the town after my mother died of sneezing. *sniffle* Poor mommy. I told her not to cook that pepper pie. She never was the greatest chef.
I wandered north for awhile, not really knowing where to go. My small supply of acorns and gin (even nyan nyans need their Happy hour) was running out. Just as I thought I was gonna collapse right on the nearest thing next to me, I found a village only a few feet away.Lucky I did, cuz the nearest thing next to me happened to be a mule and it didn't look too pleased with my intentions.After being wacked silly a few times by the mule's tail, I woke up just enough to stagger into the town and fall asleep right on top of a cart of meat buns.
To be Continued.
PS: I always believed the Nyan nyan's hair was pink, and I thought there was bunches of them, but I've heard their hair is green and they are all 1 person. *shrug* im just going with what I've heard most of.
AN: im sorry this isnt exactly funny, yet not serious. Heh.. im just not used to a non-funny fic and yet nyan nyan's life story isnt that HILARIOUS to tell. Check out my other fics if you need a lil laugh.it DOES get funnier in the next chapter (or what I've wrote of it)
I update according to how many reviews I get. I judge a story quality of mine on how many people like it, so if you like it review pwease? ^^
AN: This is a story about Nyan nyan as a kid.short, but I was just BORED outta my mind, and my stories I like to focus around Tama-neko and Nyan nyan the most. Enjoy!
How I became a nyan nyan...
Ch.1: The joyous childhood.NOT.
Hello! Nyan nyan here. Just reflecting on my life as a kid. Mini-goddess? A CHILDHOOD?Imagine that!yah yah I get that all the time. I'd rather not like to relive my childhood though, but for the sake of your sanity (or lack of, depending on who you are *cough*this authoress*cough*) I might as well share the tale of woe.
My birth name was Mika- "small chipmunk". Let me just make things clear now: I COULDN'T fly, I DIDN'T have magic healing powers, and MY HAIR WAS NOT GREEN! *pout* I had blue hair, short and tangled from when I played int he mud. (hey, we all have our strange habits)Taiitsukan did all that to me. I think the also shrunk me even MORE, that old hag...*takes a looks around* I mean um.that all beautiful creator of the universe? Hehehhe. moving on!
I wasn't very loved in my community, a town with around 1,000 people living in it. Very small you see,but nonetheless they still resented me. I don't see why- I mean im chirpy and happy and I can fly.er, well the flying and healing powers came later. I think it all started when I was 4.
My mom took care of me all the time I remained in the town. Never knew who my father was exactly, but I probably inherited my height from him.I think I had a growth spurt problem really. I stopped growing after I turned 7. Strange problem, but I've heard rumors that my father was a munchkin, or was it a mountain goat? I havent the best hearing.
I left town when I was 10 or so, since I was being mistaken for an elf-girl by the few travelers passing through my town. The townspeople also gave me quite the *rolls eyes* lovely nickname: Munchy. Short for Munchkin.*shudder* I left the town after my mother died of sneezing. *sniffle* Poor mommy. I told her not to cook that pepper pie. She never was the greatest chef.
I wandered north for awhile, not really knowing where to go. My small supply of acorns and gin (even nyan nyans need their Happy hour) was running out. Just as I thought I was gonna collapse right on the nearest thing next to me, I found a village only a few feet away.Lucky I did, cuz the nearest thing next to me happened to be a mule and it didn't look too pleased with my intentions.After being wacked silly a few times by the mule's tail, I woke up just enough to stagger into the town and fall asleep right on top of a cart of meat buns.
To be Continued.
PS: I always believed the Nyan nyan's hair was pink, and I thought there was bunches of them, but I've heard their hair is green and they are all 1 person. *shrug* im just going with what I've heard most of.
AN: im sorry this isnt exactly funny, yet not serious. Heh.. im just not used to a non-funny fic and yet nyan nyan's life story isnt that HILARIOUS to tell. Check out my other fics if you need a lil laugh.it DOES get funnier in the next chapter (or what I've wrote of it)
I update according to how many reviews I get. I judge a story quality of mine on how many people like it, so if you like it review pwease? ^^
