Disclaimer: I do not own fushigi yuugi. But the song is entirely mine, and
sadly enough, this story is based on true events that happened to me and
kristin, with most of the characters being friends that found themselves in
here solely by the hands and minds of me and my dear comrade, kristin. We
are the ones who started the story, and for all of you friends of ours who
wish to know why, I'm so sorry that you're out of the loop. (at least
you're not out of the loop completely in this one, caitlin ()
Chapter One: The birds of a feather have flocked together.
Kristin and Martha blinked. That was all they could do. The two guys stood before them with grins on their faces. It was not the kind of grin that Kristin wanted to see. "Um. what?" she said, still absolutely shocked at Andrew's message. He strode over to the swings, and immidiately, the girls jumped off. "I heard there was a gang of guys, and thought you needed saving, my dears," he said. The girls frowned at him. Of all the people they needed saving from , they did not need it from him. Andrew was a strange one, who believed he had the power of the werewolf, and everything he wore resembled a wolf. His blonde hair was getting long, and he had pulled it up to a half pony-tail. He wore a white beater, and worn-out jeans. In his hand was a lighter with a wolf on it that he couldn't help sharing with everyone at the party that day. He was that obsessed. He often called himself the Lone Wolf Warrior, what ever that meant. Phil was just. Phil. As Martha looked past Phil, wondering what this gang of guys was that they were talking about, she was sure she heard the sounds of tubas making an Um pa pa music in the back ground. It almost seemed as though the music was coming from Phil himself. It was almost creepy. The two girls made their way to the other swing set as the guys took their previous seats. "Ah, what a day!" Andrew yawned out. "What're you two doing out here? Aren't you enjoying the party?" "How'd he know we were here?" Kristin thought, but aloud she said, "Just wanted some peace, that's all." "Yes," Martha piped up. "Some PEACE." The guys didn't seem to pick up the hint, and the girls rolled their eyes up the skies. "Do you think it'll work?" Kristin suddenly whispered. Martha turned towards Kristin. "What? You mean." Kristin nodded her head. Then, she closed her eyes, ignoring Andrew who was still talking. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate, but suddenly thought that she could hear the tuba music, too. "Do you hear that?" she said aloud. "You hear it, too?" Martha piped up. "What's the matter?" Andrew said, suddenly over-alarmed. "It sounds like." Martha said, wincing in disgust, ".tuba music!" Phil gave out a hearty laugh. Suddenly, from the forest around them, a swarm of tuba players came marching out, the Um pa pa music getting louder and louder in the girls' ears. "Wha." they managed to say as a spotlight shone down from the sky, and Phil stood up and began to sing a playful tune.
"I am Phil, la la la la la
you can call me bill, la la la la la
I want to eat, la la la la la
Smell my feet, la la la la la
Damsels in Distress O.0 la la la la la
Full of happiness sweat drop from girls la la la la la
Andrew is my bud la la la la la
Let's go play in mud, la la la la la
So I am Phil, la la la la la
Later we can chill! La la LA LA LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"
The girls blinked as the spot light faded, and Phil sat back down in the swing. The tuba players retreated into the woods. "How was that?" Phil asked. The girls couldn't respond. Their hearts were now officially numb. Perhaps it was time to unleash the fushigi yuugi power.
Chapter One: The birds of a feather have flocked together.
Kristin and Martha blinked. That was all they could do. The two guys stood before them with grins on their faces. It was not the kind of grin that Kristin wanted to see. "Um. what?" she said, still absolutely shocked at Andrew's message. He strode over to the swings, and immidiately, the girls jumped off. "I heard there was a gang of guys, and thought you needed saving, my dears," he said. The girls frowned at him. Of all the people they needed saving from , they did not need it from him. Andrew was a strange one, who believed he had the power of the werewolf, and everything he wore resembled a wolf. His blonde hair was getting long, and he had pulled it up to a half pony-tail. He wore a white beater, and worn-out jeans. In his hand was a lighter with a wolf on it that he couldn't help sharing with everyone at the party that day. He was that obsessed. He often called himself the Lone Wolf Warrior, what ever that meant. Phil was just. Phil. As Martha looked past Phil, wondering what this gang of guys was that they were talking about, she was sure she heard the sounds of tubas making an Um pa pa music in the back ground. It almost seemed as though the music was coming from Phil himself. It was almost creepy. The two girls made their way to the other swing set as the guys took their previous seats. "Ah, what a day!" Andrew yawned out. "What're you two doing out here? Aren't you enjoying the party?" "How'd he know we were here?" Kristin thought, but aloud she said, "Just wanted some peace, that's all." "Yes," Martha piped up. "Some PEACE." The guys didn't seem to pick up the hint, and the girls rolled their eyes up the skies. "Do you think it'll work?" Kristin suddenly whispered. Martha turned towards Kristin. "What? You mean." Kristin nodded her head. Then, she closed her eyes, ignoring Andrew who was still talking. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate, but suddenly thought that she could hear the tuba music, too. "Do you hear that?" she said aloud. "You hear it, too?" Martha piped up. "What's the matter?" Andrew said, suddenly over-alarmed. "It sounds like." Martha said, wincing in disgust, ".tuba music!" Phil gave out a hearty laugh. Suddenly, from the forest around them, a swarm of tuba players came marching out, the Um pa pa music getting louder and louder in the girls' ears. "Wha." they managed to say as a spotlight shone down from the sky, and Phil stood up and began to sing a playful tune.
"I am Phil, la la la la la
you can call me bill, la la la la la
I want to eat, la la la la la
Smell my feet, la la la la la
Damsels in Distress O.0 la la la la la
Full of happiness sweat drop from girls la la la la la
Andrew is my bud la la la la la
Let's go play in mud, la la la la la
So I am Phil, la la la la la
Later we can chill! La la LA LA LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"
The girls blinked as the spot light faded, and Phil sat back down in the swing. The tuba players retreated into the woods. "How was that?" Phil asked. The girls couldn't respond. Their hearts were now officially numb. Perhaps it was time to unleash the fushigi yuugi power.