Welcome to 'Present for You',
a story about Digiko and her friends at Christmas.
Pairings:
None!
This is just a humor story.
"Usada! I sever all ties with you forever!" Digiko cried and pointed a finger at Rabi En Rose. Lets just call her Usada. The manager of gamers butted into the conversation. "Girls, girls. It is almost Christmas! Please try to get along!" The girls stuck their noses up and turned away from each other. The manager sighed. We shall now call him Fred. Anyway, Fred sighed. He always had to resort to something to get them to talk. Money. "If both of you are nice to one another, I will give you a raise."
The girls squealed exstatically. "If that's what you want Mr. Manager, sir!"
This happy moment was ruined as Piyoko burst in and knocked over a random display of Digiko models. "Oof!" She cried and promptly started crying. A crowd of men quickly rushed to gather around her and cooed over her 'hurt knee'. "Noooo!" Digiko and Usada cried. They were losing their popularity! Digiko quickly jumped off the roof of Gamerz and Usada joined her. The crowd of men abandoned Piyoko and cooed over Usada and Digiko.
'Bingo!' Digiko thought. "The only way for me to feel bettter would be to get lots and lots of presents tomarrow, nyo." She yelled. Usada made a muffled sound of agreement. Quickly, a male voice cried out: "Oh NoOoOoOoOoOo! WE MUST GET THEM LOTS AND LOTS OF PRESENTS OR THEY'LL DIIIIIIIIIIIE!" The chant continued as "Presents for Digiko and Rabi En Rose!" The crowd of men ran off.
Meanwhile...
"Shop owners report their stores as being mobbed by a 'large crowd of stampeding men chanting something about presents or die'." Sara Boon spoke into the camera. "Lets go to my comrade, Jerry Gunther, who is live on the scene."
The scene switched to Jerry.
"Okay, time for his close up." A crew member spoke from the background.
The camera soon zoomed in so far, you could see every detail of Jerry's brown eye. Then it zoomed in farther.
"Aw crap!" Jerry screamed as the camera was seen zooming out. Jerry was running around in cricles holding his eye.
"You hit my eye with the stupid camera!"
"We are on air here!" Another crew member screamed; probably the director.
Jerry composed himself quickly.
"Ahem. As you can see from the scene behind me, carnage has ripped through this shopping mall. As you can also see, there is a large group of men running in this general direction. They look in a hurry. Notice hoe perfect my eyebrows are-AHHHH!"
Jerry was cut short as the men ran him over. A nerdy looking guy grabbed the camera and joined back into the group. The self-appointed leader cried: "Now to the wrapping paper factory!"
Sooo....do you like? I think it's pretty funny, but ANYWAY, Merry early Christmas!
Please review!
JaNe!