Fangirls Anonymous Chapter 2-Oh no...not the Author Stick!
Cioshi: *glances up at the title* the Author sti..NOO! Not that!
The Author: *running around and hopping at the same time* MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!
Kyle: She's...scaring me. What's wrong with her? o_o
Cioshi: I have no idea. Mebbe we'll find out?
Kyle: *watching The Author run around* I hope not. o_0
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"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAaaaaaa....a...aa..AHAHAHAHAHAA!"
Sure, the entire population of Fangirls A has awoken to some pretty weird things. Okay, pretty weird theme songs. But today they woke up to something completely different...The Author laughing her head off. And hyperly, none the less. A few bishounen mustered up the courage to go down and see what was happening. And they were shocked at what they saw...
"What in the name of..." The Author was running in circles very, very quickly. And, yep, she was still laughing. Cioshi and Kyle stood off to the side, staring at her as she ran, their eyes twitching.
"What happened?" One of the bishounen asked, confused. Kyle pointed wordlessly at a desk. There, sitting on it, attempting to look innocent, was an empty Vanilla Frappuccino bottle. The bishounen blinked.
"She's never had coffee before," Cioshi explained, glaring daggers at the empty bottle. The group of semi-brave pretty boys gasped. Right as they did so, The Author skidded to a halt.
"Dodagoo youdagou wadagant todagoo seedagee whatagat Idagi madedagade?!" The Author shouted, grinning goofily.
"Erm, repeat that? In English?" The Author blinked, then nodded, dancing from foot to foot.
"Do you wanna see what I made?!" She asked excitedly. Against her better judgement, Cioshi nodded slowly.
"YAY!" The Author ran over to the desk, and pulled something out of a drawer, then ran back to them. She held it up proudly. It was...a stick. With buttons all over it. Yay?
"Erm..uh, cool?" Kyle said uncertaintly.
"What's it do?" One of the bishounen asked, carefully. The Author giggled.
"This!" She pressed a button then pointed the stick at the bishounen who questioned her. Almost instantly, there was a bright flash of light. When it faded, there was a very embarrassing scene indeed.
He had been stripped down to his underwear.
"Oh...my.." Cioshi tried not to drool. She just might end up liking this after all.
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In around twenty minutes, 99.9% of the males in Fangirls A were..erm..robbed of their outerwear. The .1% was Kyle, because, frankly, no one wants to see a real twelve year old boy in his underwear. Euw.
Anyway, The Author was still running around in circles. The offending Frappuccino bottle had been stabbed savagely by several angry, scared, and half naked bishounen. Yes, they stabbed it savagely until they sweat profusely, which caused their bodies to be nice n' shiny, thustly creating glistening muscles...Ahem. Sorry. I'm allowed to have fangirlish moments too, yanno.
"When is she gonna stop?!" One of the bishounen asked, cringing at The Author's laughing. Cioshi looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Right about..." She glanced at her watch, then sighed with relief. "Now."
The Author stopped abruptly, then fell over onto a conveniently placed sleeping bag. She was asleep immediately, snoring, with her thumb in her mouth. Cioshi, Kyle, and the bishounen sweatdropped. Then...
"Thank GOD!" Kyle screeched (o_O;), then lunged for the Author Stick. He ran his finger down all the buttons, mumbling "no, no, no.." until he reached a certain button that said "REVERSE". Crossing his fingers, he pointed the stick at the bishounen and pressed the button, praying "REVERSE" didn't mean they would all transform into what they looked like ten years ago or something. But, alack, I'm not prepared to write about that sort of thing, so the reverse button gave all of the bishouen their clothing. Some of it didn't seem to be put on correctly, but, hell, they had their clothes back.
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"Claire...Claire..." Poke. Poke. Poke. That, apparently, was how Kyle woke people up.
"Go away," The Author mumbled, and rolled over onto her stomach.
"C'mon, wake up." Poke.
"Go. Away." Came her voice, muffled by the pillow. Kyle sighed.
"I didn't want to have to do this, but.." He took hold of one of her braids, grinning maniacally.
"PINCH!" He shouted, while...pinching her hair? She rolled over again, glaring at him with blurry, sleepy eyes.
"Kyle.." She said, calmly.
"Huh?"
"GO AWAY!" She said, whapping him with the pillow several times.
"GACK!" He fell to the ground, twitching. "I give up.." He mumbled, walking away.
The Author snickered, then stretched. Kyle was too easy to annoy. She hopped up, then trotted after him, sighing. Yup, the fangirls were coming SOON...and she hadn't even prepared the bishounen for this, much less told them about it.
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That was an extremely short chapter...gomen. v.v; I wouldn'tve posted it this short normally, but I NEED MORE FANGIRLS TO APPLY! (I thank the two fangirls that did apply. You two ARE accepted, by the way. i'm just too lazy to send out an email. ^_^;) Here's the form, again:
Wanna be in Fangirls Anonymous? YAY! Erm, I mean, just send an email to fangirls_anonymous@yahoo.com . You MUST include the following information in the email:
Name (this should be a nickname):
Age:
Fav. Anime:
Fav. Bishounen (you can put more than one):
Personality (describe as best as you can):
Hair Colour:
Eye Colour:
Anything else? (for example, how you talk, tendencies, etc.):
Yup. That's all. Oh, and, DO NOT SUBMIT THIS INFO IN A REVIEW! EMAIL!! If you filled out the form correctly, you'll get an email back saying that you're accepted. Woo.
-Houka-sama
Cioshi: *glances up at the title* the Author sti..NOO! Not that!
The Author: *running around and hopping at the same time* MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!
Kyle: She's...scaring me. What's wrong with her? o_o
Cioshi: I have no idea. Mebbe we'll find out?
Kyle: *watching The Author run around* I hope not. o_0
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"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAaaaaaa....a...aa..AHAHAHAHAHAA!"
Sure, the entire population of Fangirls A has awoken to some pretty weird things. Okay, pretty weird theme songs. But today they woke up to something completely different...The Author laughing her head off. And hyperly, none the less. A few bishounen mustered up the courage to go down and see what was happening. And they were shocked at what they saw...
"What in the name of..." The Author was running in circles very, very quickly. And, yep, she was still laughing. Cioshi and Kyle stood off to the side, staring at her as she ran, their eyes twitching.
"What happened?" One of the bishounen asked, confused. Kyle pointed wordlessly at a desk. There, sitting on it, attempting to look innocent, was an empty Vanilla Frappuccino bottle. The bishounen blinked.
"She's never had coffee before," Cioshi explained, glaring daggers at the empty bottle. The group of semi-brave pretty boys gasped. Right as they did so, The Author skidded to a halt.
"Dodagoo youdagou wadagant todagoo seedagee whatagat Idagi madedagade?!" The Author shouted, grinning goofily.
"Erm, repeat that? In English?" The Author blinked, then nodded, dancing from foot to foot.
"Do you wanna see what I made?!" She asked excitedly. Against her better judgement, Cioshi nodded slowly.
"YAY!" The Author ran over to the desk, and pulled something out of a drawer, then ran back to them. She held it up proudly. It was...a stick. With buttons all over it. Yay?
"Erm..uh, cool?" Kyle said uncertaintly.
"What's it do?" One of the bishounen asked, carefully. The Author giggled.
"This!" She pressed a button then pointed the stick at the bishounen who questioned her. Almost instantly, there was a bright flash of light. When it faded, there was a very embarrassing scene indeed.
He had been stripped down to his underwear.
"Oh...my.." Cioshi tried not to drool. She just might end up liking this after all.
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In around twenty minutes, 99.9% of the males in Fangirls A were..erm..robbed of their outerwear. The .1% was Kyle, because, frankly, no one wants to see a real twelve year old boy in his underwear. Euw.
Anyway, The Author was still running around in circles. The offending Frappuccino bottle had been stabbed savagely by several angry, scared, and half naked bishounen. Yes, they stabbed it savagely until they sweat profusely, which caused their bodies to be nice n' shiny, thustly creating glistening muscles...Ahem. Sorry. I'm allowed to have fangirlish moments too, yanno.
"When is she gonna stop?!" One of the bishounen asked, cringing at The Author's laughing. Cioshi looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Right about..." She glanced at her watch, then sighed with relief. "Now."
The Author stopped abruptly, then fell over onto a conveniently placed sleeping bag. She was asleep immediately, snoring, with her thumb in her mouth. Cioshi, Kyle, and the bishounen sweatdropped. Then...
"Thank GOD!" Kyle screeched (o_O;), then lunged for the Author Stick. He ran his finger down all the buttons, mumbling "no, no, no.." until he reached a certain button that said "REVERSE". Crossing his fingers, he pointed the stick at the bishounen and pressed the button, praying "REVERSE" didn't mean they would all transform into what they looked like ten years ago or something. But, alack, I'm not prepared to write about that sort of thing, so the reverse button gave all of the bishouen their clothing. Some of it didn't seem to be put on correctly, but, hell, they had their clothes back.
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"Claire...Claire..." Poke. Poke. Poke. That, apparently, was how Kyle woke people up.
"Go away," The Author mumbled, and rolled over onto her stomach.
"C'mon, wake up." Poke.
"Go. Away." Came her voice, muffled by the pillow. Kyle sighed.
"I didn't want to have to do this, but.." He took hold of one of her braids, grinning maniacally.
"PINCH!" He shouted, while...pinching her hair? She rolled over again, glaring at him with blurry, sleepy eyes.
"Kyle.." She said, calmly.
"Huh?"
"GO AWAY!" She said, whapping him with the pillow several times.
"GACK!" He fell to the ground, twitching. "I give up.." He mumbled, walking away.
The Author snickered, then stretched. Kyle was too easy to annoy. She hopped up, then trotted after him, sighing. Yup, the fangirls were coming SOON...and she hadn't even prepared the bishounen for this, much less told them about it.
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That was an extremely short chapter...gomen. v.v; I wouldn'tve posted it this short normally, but I NEED MORE FANGIRLS TO APPLY! (I thank the two fangirls that did apply. You two ARE accepted, by the way. i'm just too lazy to send out an email. ^_^;) Here's the form, again:
Wanna be in Fangirls Anonymous? YAY! Erm, I mean, just send an email to fangirls_anonymous@yahoo.com . You MUST include the following information in the email:
Name (this should be a nickname):
Age:
Fav. Anime:
Fav. Bishounen (you can put more than one):
Personality (describe as best as you can):
Hair Colour:
Eye Colour:
Anything else? (for example, how you talk, tendencies, etc.):
Yup. That's all. Oh, and, DO NOT SUBMIT THIS INFO IN A REVIEW! EMAIL!! If you filled out the form correctly, you'll get an email back saying that you're accepted. Woo.
-Houka-sama
