Again the lovely world of Disclaimers: #1 Alas, I own nothing here. Just the wacky story Ideas. #2 As I have said before, Haruka-chan and I know about each other's stories and approve of both of us writing it. Besides, we came up with the idea together, and our stories a really different.
(...) = my stupid comments (you really didn't think i'd let you read this without hearing them did you?)
"..." = well what do you know, people are gonna talk in here.
'...' = confessions, confessions, what they really are thinking.
"So where do you want to go first?" Zell asked, looking down at his map. Lulu, Michiru, and Lara gathered around him.
"We can go look at the churches." Lulu suggested. "They were destroyed during the Soviet era, but now they are rebuilding them. I imagine they are beautiful."
"I'm not really into churches." Zell replied.
"Tretyakov Gallery!" Michiru exclaimed, pointing at a spot on the map. "We have to go there!"
"I'm not really into art, either." Zell said.
"Well, I'm going with or without you." Michiru told him. "There is no way I'm spending all this time in Moscow and not visiting one of their art museums."
"I've been there." Lara stated. She smiled at Michiru. "How about this, me and Michiru go to the museum, and you two can go... where ever?"
"Actually, I wouldn't mind visiting the museums myself." Lulu said. Michiru gave a sigh of releif. Lara frowned a moment before nodding. Lulu looked at Zell. "Looks like you'll have to find something to do on your own."
"Fine!" Zell pouted. "I'll just go visit the former Lubyanka prison all by myself."
"Have fun." Lara waved back at him as the girls headed off. Zell stood there a moment before grinning. He looked down at the map carefully. 'They really thought I'd go spend time for some boring prison. I've already been in a prison, I don't need to go see one. Now that they were gone, I had my chance to find a little male entertainment.'
Duo walked through the empty house, wondering where everyone went. Every once in a while he would look behind him, watching out for that lecherous Bubbles. 'I don't trust her. Of course I'm not gonna trust her. She tried to attack me in the shower for crying out loud!' (haha, gotta love Bubbles)
Little did Duo know, the little miss Bubbles was busy in her own room. She sat there with a stack of photographs in her hand. Carefully, she placed each other them next to each other in a row. Turns out, they are pictures of her house mates. Grinning, she pointed to the first pic in the row, Duo's. "My little Duo, come to me."
'Being so small for my age it's really hard to find someone. So I figured this is my perfect chance. My first one will be Duo, then I'll travel to the next. Until I've done it with every other member of this stupid show. It's a perfect plan. Sure... I'm gonna have to get a few of them drunk... And make sure Farfello stays away from the knives... But it will be done. muwahahahaha.' (isn't she just SO evil? *shudder*)
That Evening....
"Have you seen Zell?" Michiru asked. She sat again on the love seat, next to her sat Duo. On the couch sat Farfello and Lara. "It's nearly midnight."
"I see him." Farfello said, looking out the window. They watched as the blonde opened the front door. He entered, covered in confetti and swagering about. "I think someone got drunk."
"Hel-ugh.. lo!" Zell said loudly. He walked into the living room with a stupid look on his face. "Boy, those Russian girls know how to party!"
With that he fell onto the floor, face first. They looked at him in shock as the sound of snoring came to their ears. Michiru bit her lower lip, trying not to laugh. Duo shook his head, his shoulder's shaking from laughter. Lara stood and walked over to the snoring drunk.
"Should we take him up to his room?" She asked. Duo was unable to answer due to his laughter. Michiru just shrugged. The sound of the phone ringing in the kitchen came to their attention. Michiru jumped up and went to get it. Lara looked down at Zell, thinking. "Nah, let's leave him here."
"That's fine with me." Duo agreed.
"Farfello!" Michiru called. "It's for you!"
Farfello walked through the hall and into the grey and green decorated kitchen. He took the phone from Michiru and watched her leave with his good eye before lifting the phone to his ear. "Yes?"
"Hey, Farfie!" A German accented voice greeted. "It's Schuldig."
"And what do you want?" Farfello asked. He watched Michiru walk out of the room before pulling out one of his knife and licking the blade carefully.
"Will you stop that for one minute!?" Schuldig yelled. "I can hear you slurping over there."
Farfello remained quiet. Schuldig sighed on the line. Farfello looked down at his knife, waiting for Schuldig to say something. 'Everyone thinks I'm crazy for licking on knives. But they don't get it. It's my comfort. Knives are bad. God hates bad. That's good.'
"Anyway, I thought I would stop by." Schuldig told him. "You forgot something, I thought it would be wise to drop it off."
"What could I of forgotton? I brought all my knives." Farfello said. Schuldig let out a long sigh.
"It's not for you, it's for your house mates." Schuldig said. The sound of voices were heard over the line. "Oh, sorry Farf, I gotta go."
Farfello slowly set the phone down on it's base, thinking. (aww, there he goes again! thinking!)
Ending credits roll by.
No Voice Over is heard.
Author runs up: Hey! where did he go!?!?!
Looks down to see note: Listen lady, I'm not gonna read this crap. You do it.
Author pouts: what a meany... now i'm gonna have to hire a new voice over!!!
Commercial pops up, drowning out Author's whining.
(...) = my stupid comments (you really didn't think i'd let you read this without hearing them did you?)
"..." = well what do you know, people are gonna talk in here.
'...' = confessions, confessions, what they really are thinking.
"So where do you want to go first?" Zell asked, looking down at his map. Lulu, Michiru, and Lara gathered around him.
"We can go look at the churches." Lulu suggested. "They were destroyed during the Soviet era, but now they are rebuilding them. I imagine they are beautiful."
"I'm not really into churches." Zell replied.
"Tretyakov Gallery!" Michiru exclaimed, pointing at a spot on the map. "We have to go there!"
"I'm not really into art, either." Zell said.
"Well, I'm going with or without you." Michiru told him. "There is no way I'm spending all this time in Moscow and not visiting one of their art museums."
"I've been there." Lara stated. She smiled at Michiru. "How about this, me and Michiru go to the museum, and you two can go... where ever?"
"Actually, I wouldn't mind visiting the museums myself." Lulu said. Michiru gave a sigh of releif. Lara frowned a moment before nodding. Lulu looked at Zell. "Looks like you'll have to find something to do on your own."
"Fine!" Zell pouted. "I'll just go visit the former Lubyanka prison all by myself."
"Have fun." Lara waved back at him as the girls headed off. Zell stood there a moment before grinning. He looked down at the map carefully. 'They really thought I'd go spend time for some boring prison. I've already been in a prison, I don't need to go see one. Now that they were gone, I had my chance to find a little male entertainment.'
Duo walked through the empty house, wondering where everyone went. Every once in a while he would look behind him, watching out for that lecherous Bubbles. 'I don't trust her. Of course I'm not gonna trust her. She tried to attack me in the shower for crying out loud!' (haha, gotta love Bubbles)
Little did Duo know, the little miss Bubbles was busy in her own room. She sat there with a stack of photographs in her hand. Carefully, she placed each other them next to each other in a row. Turns out, they are pictures of her house mates. Grinning, she pointed to the first pic in the row, Duo's. "My little Duo, come to me."
'Being so small for my age it's really hard to find someone. So I figured this is my perfect chance. My first one will be Duo, then I'll travel to the next. Until I've done it with every other member of this stupid show. It's a perfect plan. Sure... I'm gonna have to get a few of them drunk... And make sure Farfello stays away from the knives... But it will be done. muwahahahaha.' (isn't she just SO evil? *shudder*)
That Evening....
"Have you seen Zell?" Michiru asked. She sat again on the love seat, next to her sat Duo. On the couch sat Farfello and Lara. "It's nearly midnight."
"I see him." Farfello said, looking out the window. They watched as the blonde opened the front door. He entered, covered in confetti and swagering about. "I think someone got drunk."
"Hel-ugh.. lo!" Zell said loudly. He walked into the living room with a stupid look on his face. "Boy, those Russian girls know how to party!"
With that he fell onto the floor, face first. They looked at him in shock as the sound of snoring came to their ears. Michiru bit her lower lip, trying not to laugh. Duo shook his head, his shoulder's shaking from laughter. Lara stood and walked over to the snoring drunk.
"Should we take him up to his room?" She asked. Duo was unable to answer due to his laughter. Michiru just shrugged. The sound of the phone ringing in the kitchen came to their attention. Michiru jumped up and went to get it. Lara looked down at Zell, thinking. "Nah, let's leave him here."
"That's fine with me." Duo agreed.
"Farfello!" Michiru called. "It's for you!"
Farfello walked through the hall and into the grey and green decorated kitchen. He took the phone from Michiru and watched her leave with his good eye before lifting the phone to his ear. "Yes?"
"Hey, Farfie!" A German accented voice greeted. "It's Schuldig."
"And what do you want?" Farfello asked. He watched Michiru walk out of the room before pulling out one of his knife and licking the blade carefully.
"Will you stop that for one minute!?" Schuldig yelled. "I can hear you slurping over there."
Farfello remained quiet. Schuldig sighed on the line. Farfello looked down at his knife, waiting for Schuldig to say something. 'Everyone thinks I'm crazy for licking on knives. But they don't get it. It's my comfort. Knives are bad. God hates bad. That's good.'
"Anyway, I thought I would stop by." Schuldig told him. "You forgot something, I thought it would be wise to drop it off."
"What could I of forgotton? I brought all my knives." Farfello said. Schuldig let out a long sigh.
"It's not for you, it's for your house mates." Schuldig said. The sound of voices were heard over the line. "Oh, sorry Farf, I gotta go."
Farfello slowly set the phone down on it's base, thinking. (aww, there he goes again! thinking!)
Ending credits roll by.
No Voice Over is heard.
Author runs up: Hey! where did he go!?!?!
Looks down to see note: Listen lady, I'm not gonna read this crap. You do it.
Author pouts: what a meany... now i'm gonna have to hire a new voice over!!!
Commercial pops up, drowning out Author's whining.