Boredom
Disclaimer: I don't own FY. I wish I did, but I don't. Maybe I should just make a blanket disclaimer for the fic saying I don't like I did for my one of my other fics...O.o Maybe not. This is kinda fun. ^_^
Part Five: Next Victim, no da!
...
"So what'm I supposed to do?" Tasuki demanded of Taiitsukun, jumping up and down.
"Be quiet."
Fireballs of doom fell from the ceiling, frying both Tasuki, and, once again, Tamahome. (Why does this keep happening?! O.o)
Tasuki coughed out a puff of smoke.
"For my next victim, I choose."
Chichiri whimpered, Hotohori looked nervous, and Nuriko just looked pale. Tasuki didn't dare move.
"Nuriko!"
The purple-haired seishi whammed his head against the wall in despair. "Why me? Why me? Why not Chichiri? This was his idea..."
Chichiri turned to his friend. "That's mean of you to say, no da! I just wanted to help us not be bored, no da!"
Hotohori was merely relieved that he was not the choice this time.
"I don't think I want to do this," Nuriko said, coming cautiously up to stand in front of Taiitsukun. "I don't remember signing up for the 'no- boredom' class, either..."
Taiitsukun merely smiled evilly. "You can't escape, Nuriko. I was asked to help, so here I am! Don't waste my time! I am the emperor of heaven!"
The Nyan-Nyans poked their heads out from behind Taiitsukun. "We can cure your perversion! Fix! Fix! Heal! Heal!"
*BAM!*
The annoying little Nyan-Nyans went flying through the roof, and Nuriko cracked his knuckles.
Hotohori tried not to worry about how much repairs on the palace were going to cost. That money could be redirected towards the country, but *no*. He had to let all the seishi stay at the palace as a gesture of kindness and friendship. And yet they demolished it anyway.
"So...Do I get to run around in drag, too?" Nuriko asked Taiitsukun cheerfully, trying to laugh off his sudden sense of dread.
"You'd like it. Where would the fun be in that?" Taiitsukun asked him. Nuriko's expression went to forcefully cheerful to extremely depressed.
In a poof, Nuriko had been transformed into a tall, overly-muscular man wearing a speedo.
"Ho ho ho ho ho! At least I'm still beautiful!" Nuriko tried to laugh it off, but the feminine voice from the beefy body was absolutely ludicrous and Tasuki forgot his own predicament to laugh at him.
"Hah-hah! Lookit Gay Boy now!!"
*WHAM*
Tasuki went flying into the wall.
Taiitsukun smiled evilly at the two remaining seishi. "Well? Nervous yet?"
...
Oooh, cliffhanger! Yay!
^.^
I feel that I need to apologize to Nuriko for this, but he'll forgive me. I'll just write it that he does. (bwa ha ha...I love being the author...)
So...Who shall be next? I bet the title here faked you out and you thought Chichiri was next...Heh heh heh...
But it's down to two more seishi! And Tamahome is still *somehow* getting hit by fireballs of doom...(tries to look innocent and fails miserably)
Why am I so cruel? Why? Why?! ^.~
And who is going to stop the Old Bag from her insane rampage?! I guess this means I have to come up with some more chapters...O.o...
Disclaimer: I don't own FY. I wish I did, but I don't. Maybe I should just make a blanket disclaimer for the fic saying I don't like I did for my one of my other fics...O.o Maybe not. This is kinda fun. ^_^
Part Five: Next Victim, no da!
...
"So what'm I supposed to do?" Tasuki demanded of Taiitsukun, jumping up and down.
"Be quiet."
Fireballs of doom fell from the ceiling, frying both Tasuki, and, once again, Tamahome. (Why does this keep happening?! O.o)
Tasuki coughed out a puff of smoke.
"For my next victim, I choose."
Chichiri whimpered, Hotohori looked nervous, and Nuriko just looked pale. Tasuki didn't dare move.
"Nuriko!"
The purple-haired seishi whammed his head against the wall in despair. "Why me? Why me? Why not Chichiri? This was his idea..."
Chichiri turned to his friend. "That's mean of you to say, no da! I just wanted to help us not be bored, no da!"
Hotohori was merely relieved that he was not the choice this time.
"I don't think I want to do this," Nuriko said, coming cautiously up to stand in front of Taiitsukun. "I don't remember signing up for the 'no- boredom' class, either..."
Taiitsukun merely smiled evilly. "You can't escape, Nuriko. I was asked to help, so here I am! Don't waste my time! I am the emperor of heaven!"
The Nyan-Nyans poked their heads out from behind Taiitsukun. "We can cure your perversion! Fix! Fix! Heal! Heal!"
*BAM!*
The annoying little Nyan-Nyans went flying through the roof, and Nuriko cracked his knuckles.
Hotohori tried not to worry about how much repairs on the palace were going to cost. That money could be redirected towards the country, but *no*. He had to let all the seishi stay at the palace as a gesture of kindness and friendship. And yet they demolished it anyway.
"So...Do I get to run around in drag, too?" Nuriko asked Taiitsukun cheerfully, trying to laugh off his sudden sense of dread.
"You'd like it. Where would the fun be in that?" Taiitsukun asked him. Nuriko's expression went to forcefully cheerful to extremely depressed.
In a poof, Nuriko had been transformed into a tall, overly-muscular man wearing a speedo.
"Ho ho ho ho ho! At least I'm still beautiful!" Nuriko tried to laugh it off, but the feminine voice from the beefy body was absolutely ludicrous and Tasuki forgot his own predicament to laugh at him.
"Hah-hah! Lookit Gay Boy now!!"
*WHAM*
Tasuki went flying into the wall.
Taiitsukun smiled evilly at the two remaining seishi. "Well? Nervous yet?"
...
Oooh, cliffhanger! Yay!
^.^
I feel that I need to apologize to Nuriko for this, but he'll forgive me. I'll just write it that he does. (bwa ha ha...I love being the author...)
So...Who shall be next? I bet the title here faked you out and you thought Chichiri was next...Heh heh heh...
But it's down to two more seishi! And Tamahome is still *somehow* getting hit by fireballs of doom...(tries to look innocent and fails miserably)
Why am I so cruel? Why? Why?! ^.~
And who is going to stop the Old Bag from her insane rampage?! I guess this means I have to come up with some more chapters...O.o...
