Author's Note:
Wowie-Zowie! Four reviews and -hopefully- still coming! I'm not sure how
to continue the story, except that I have a few jokes memorized. That's
all.
Oh yeah, and I'm changing the rating to PG-13 (for language). I mean, this -is- Lupin we're talking about, right?
And now:
CHAPTER 3: Nobody Likes Irony. It Just Is.
Fujiko, Jigen and Goemon sat on the settee in the hotel room. Neither one had anything good going for them at the moment.
Indeed, it was a rare moment for Goemon. For once in his free time, he wasn't spending it sharpening his sword.
Fujiko sighed. "I'm definitely going to miss him, no questions asked." She had a very miserable look on her face.
"Yeah, we sure have been through some weird shit together," Jigen said. "Life's.life's sure gonna be different when he's gone."
"As well as empty," Goemon sighed, burying his head in his sleeves.
Then, something drove Fujiko to go and try to visit Lupin. He had locked himself in the bedroom. Fujiko got up and knocked on the door.
".What?" Lupin's muffled voice answered.
"Can I see you?" Fujiko asked, pressing her ear to the door to hear his response.
"The door's unlocked," Lupin called.
Fujiko tried the door. So it was. It must have been unlocked the whole time. She let herself in.
Lupin was buried underneath the covers. He hadn't even taken the time to change his clothes.
Fujiko swallowed what seemed like a boulder in her throat. With her pride dissolving in her stomach, she sat down on the bed next to him.
"Tough break, huh?" She sighed as if to lead up to something. "I mean, you think you've got it made, then life throws you a damn curve-ball."
Lupin didn't say anything.
"Is it.contagious?" Fujiko asked.
Then, in a alarming bash, Jigen burst into the room and grabbed Fujiko by the ear.
"Ow, OW! Jigen, let me go," Fujiko waved her arms, trying to loosen Jigen's death grip on her ear. "What did I do?"
Jigen dragged her out of the room. "That guy's going to pass away in six- to-eight months, and you ask him 'is it contagious'? Don't you think he's in enough anguish already?"
Fujiko snapped her head, as if it had just hit her. Only an idiot would ask such a question!
She lowered her head and walked back into Lupin's room. "S-sorry," she stammered. "I guess this came as sort of a shock and I didn't know what I was saying."
Lupin just rolled over. "Just so you know," he hissed, "the doctor said the disease is not transmittable in any way. Lucky me."
Fujiko lowered her head in shame and walked slowly out of the room.
Lupin needed time alone.
So, as we can see, there are some things that should never be asked.
You like? I like! I also loved the reviews! I've even received a personal E-Mail! I didn't know I was that famous!
Oh yeah, and I'm changing the rating to PG-13 (for language). I mean, this -is- Lupin we're talking about, right?
And now:
CHAPTER 3: Nobody Likes Irony. It Just Is.
Fujiko, Jigen and Goemon sat on the settee in the hotel room. Neither one had anything good going for them at the moment.
Indeed, it was a rare moment for Goemon. For once in his free time, he wasn't spending it sharpening his sword.
Fujiko sighed. "I'm definitely going to miss him, no questions asked." She had a very miserable look on her face.
"Yeah, we sure have been through some weird shit together," Jigen said. "Life's.life's sure gonna be different when he's gone."
"As well as empty," Goemon sighed, burying his head in his sleeves.
Then, something drove Fujiko to go and try to visit Lupin. He had locked himself in the bedroom. Fujiko got up and knocked on the door.
".What?" Lupin's muffled voice answered.
"Can I see you?" Fujiko asked, pressing her ear to the door to hear his response.
"The door's unlocked," Lupin called.
Fujiko tried the door. So it was. It must have been unlocked the whole time. She let herself in.
Lupin was buried underneath the covers. He hadn't even taken the time to change his clothes.
Fujiko swallowed what seemed like a boulder in her throat. With her pride dissolving in her stomach, she sat down on the bed next to him.
"Tough break, huh?" She sighed as if to lead up to something. "I mean, you think you've got it made, then life throws you a damn curve-ball."
Lupin didn't say anything.
"Is it.contagious?" Fujiko asked.
Then, in a alarming bash, Jigen burst into the room and grabbed Fujiko by the ear.
"Ow, OW! Jigen, let me go," Fujiko waved her arms, trying to loosen Jigen's death grip on her ear. "What did I do?"
Jigen dragged her out of the room. "That guy's going to pass away in six- to-eight months, and you ask him 'is it contagious'? Don't you think he's in enough anguish already?"
Fujiko snapped her head, as if it had just hit her. Only an idiot would ask such a question!
She lowered her head and walked back into Lupin's room. "S-sorry," she stammered. "I guess this came as sort of a shock and I didn't know what I was saying."
Lupin just rolled over. "Just so you know," he hissed, "the doctor said the disease is not transmittable in any way. Lucky me."
Fujiko lowered her head in shame and walked slowly out of the room.
Lupin needed time alone.
So, as we can see, there are some things that should never be asked.
You like? I like! I also loved the reviews! I've even received a personal E-Mail! I didn't know I was that famous!