Konnichiwa minna-san! Moon Angel signin' in! It's been a while, eh? I just
needed to get motivated. And well, I found it along with this great new
song idea... thing. Thank you so much, Wanna Know Lee (I believe it's
you...). 'Cause you helped motivate me and gave me two superly super
awesomely awesome ideas, you get credit for being a co-author on this
chapter. (And if you're expecting a party... forget it! I'm going in the
hot tub).
Disclaimer: I do not own Hamtaro. Ritsuko Kawai does. I do not own the song "Calling All Angels". The band Train does.
Claimer: I own crud. And a hot tub. *Evil Cackle* (There was no real point for that).
~*Another Lovely Stan and Pashmina*~
"Penelope!" Pashmina called. "Penelope! Can you hear me? PENELOPE!!"
Stan walked over to his anxious girlfriend. They had been watching Penelope all afternoon in an attempt to strengthen their relationship, but one quarrel led to another and now.
"Penelope!" Stan joined in. "C'mon, girl, where are you?"
Pashmina sneered, "You make it seem like she's dog."
"Oh well, I'm sorry princess," he said sarcastically. "Would you like me to serenade her with a choir of birds?"
Pashmina ignored him and continued to look for the littlest Ham-Ham. "Penelope! Oh, where are you?"
Stan was near the verge of giving up all together. Pashmina obviously didn't want him there. But then again, if he did find Penelope, he would be the hero, and she would love him again.
Pashmina could feel the tears in her eyes. She didn't want to cry. Not in front of... him. "Penelope...!"
Stan sighed and started to walk away. But her voice wouldn't let him. The sound of worthlessness, anger, and sadness welled into one. He couldn't leave her alone.
Pashmina rubbed her eyes and attempted to yell "Penelope!" again, but instead she broke down crying.
"Serenade her?" the words echoed in her mind. "Serenade..."
"Sing?!" Pashmina's eyes opened wide. "Serenade means sing!"
Stan nodded automatically. He just liked to use bigger words, what's the big deal?
Apparently, Pashmina had an idea.
Pashmina:
I need a sign to let me know you're here
All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere
I need to know that things are gonna look up
'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup
When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head
When you feel the world shake from the words that are said
I need a sign to let me know you're here
'Cause my TV set just keeps everything from being clear
I want a reason for the way things have to be
I want a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me
And I'm calling all angels
I'm calling you angels
When children have to play inside so they don't disappear
And private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don't talk for years
And futbol teams are kissing Queens
And losing sight of having dreams
In a world that what we want is only what we want until it's ours
I'm calling all angels
I'm calling all you angels
~*FIN*~
Pashmina frantically looked around for Penelope. There she was. Right in front of her.
"Penelope!" Pashmina hugged her. Penelope broke the embrace by hopping around, and nodding toward Stab, who looked like he was about to cry.
Pashmina decided to make up for him, "I couldn't of found her without my angel."
"Oh? Who was that?" Stan asked.
"You," Stan looked flabbergasted. He smiled rightly and replied:
"Only because you are my angel."
The couple smiled sheepishly at each other for a while, and then walked back to the clubhouse, with Penelope trailing behind.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hamtaro. Ritsuko Kawai does. I do not own the song "Calling All Angels". The band Train does.
Claimer: I own crud. And a hot tub. *Evil Cackle* (There was no real point for that).
~*Another Lovely Stan and Pashmina*~
"Penelope!" Pashmina called. "Penelope! Can you hear me? PENELOPE!!"
Stan walked over to his anxious girlfriend. They had been watching Penelope all afternoon in an attempt to strengthen their relationship, but one quarrel led to another and now.
"Penelope!" Stan joined in. "C'mon, girl, where are you?"
Pashmina sneered, "You make it seem like she's dog."
"Oh well, I'm sorry princess," he said sarcastically. "Would you like me to serenade her with a choir of birds?"
Pashmina ignored him and continued to look for the littlest Ham-Ham. "Penelope! Oh, where are you?"
Stan was near the verge of giving up all together. Pashmina obviously didn't want him there. But then again, if he did find Penelope, he would be the hero, and she would love him again.
Pashmina could feel the tears in her eyes. She didn't want to cry. Not in front of... him. "Penelope...!"
Stan sighed and started to walk away. But her voice wouldn't let him. The sound of worthlessness, anger, and sadness welled into one. He couldn't leave her alone.
Pashmina rubbed her eyes and attempted to yell "Penelope!" again, but instead she broke down crying.
"Serenade her?" the words echoed in her mind. "Serenade..."
"Sing?!" Pashmina's eyes opened wide. "Serenade means sing!"
Stan nodded automatically. He just liked to use bigger words, what's the big deal?
Apparently, Pashmina had an idea.
Pashmina:
I need a sign to let me know you're here
All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere
I need to know that things are gonna look up
'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup
When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head
When you feel the world shake from the words that are said
I need a sign to let me know you're here
'Cause my TV set just keeps everything from being clear
I want a reason for the way things have to be
I want a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me
And I'm calling all angels
I'm calling you angels
When children have to play inside so they don't disappear
And private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don't talk for years
And futbol teams are kissing Queens
And losing sight of having dreams
In a world that what we want is only what we want until it's ours
I'm calling all angels
I'm calling all you angels
~*FIN*~
Pashmina frantically looked around for Penelope. There she was. Right in front of her.
"Penelope!" Pashmina hugged her. Penelope broke the embrace by hopping around, and nodding toward Stab, who looked like he was about to cry.
Pashmina decided to make up for him, "I couldn't of found her without my angel."
"Oh? Who was that?" Stan asked.
"You," Stan looked flabbergasted. He smiled rightly and replied:
"Only because you are my angel."
The couple smiled sheepishly at each other for a while, and then walked back to the clubhouse, with Penelope trailing behind.
