Dedicated to the pants wearing people of the world who really do exist.
Lyserg Diethel : Not Just Gray
To any average, normal, everyday person, Lyserg Diethel's pants were just...pants. Did you know that the average, everyday, normal person is WRONG? Well, they are. Lyserg's pants are far from ordinary. You may look at them and say, "They're just gray."
This proves to be wrong, for his pants aren't merely gray! "How can you speak of them so plainly?" (points to a random person).
They (the pants, in case you did not know/were confused), are gray...and MAGICAL! They shined; sparkled as Lyserg walked. In addition to that, they are long and cover his legs, ankles, etc. so they do not get burned from the almighty sun.
Would anyone have such good fortune as to be able to witness these pants every single day of their dull, unmagical lives? I think not.
Lyserg's pants added the "u" in "fun". Without the pants, it would just be "fn!". His pants made magic magical. They made gray the "new black". These pants emphasized the importance of looking cool and staying in school (A/N : I just HAD to put the school part in!).
The dowser's pants enable him to use his dowsing thingy effectively and with great agility. The pants also spark that crazed look on his face whenever he sees or thinks of Hao; an expression of insanity, you could say.
Did you think his fairy, (insert fairy's name here), stayed by his side because she is Lyserg's spirit ally? This thinking is incorrect, friend; (insert fairy's name here) accompanies Lyserg because she has pledged loyalty to his almighty pants.
Interesting, that bit just above, wasn't it? Well, the real story's just starting...so read...or DIE (I kid!).
Lyserg Diethel was frolicking w/ some squirrels on a glorious sunny day. He wore his green plaid cape thingie, a white shirt w/ a red bow, and his ever intriguing pants, of course. Then (bum bum bum!), HIS PANTS SPOKE.
They spoke of lost worlds, of sugar, boxes, and eggs. This sudden event scared Lyserg out of his pants. Literally. He was so frightened, he did what was suggested in the first chapter (note-read "brief public announcement" in first chapter).
Before the story is continued, a question is asked : Is it possible for yet another pair of pants to waltz? But of course, my friend!
To get straight to the point, the boy and his pants waltzed. It was very much like how a butterfly moves; the way in which Lyserg and his pants executed the waltzing steps was beautiful, in more ways than one. The pants were well aware of the many pairs of eyes watching, and was highly amused. The pants waltzed faster and faster (w/ Lyserg in tow); it was so fast that not even the dowser could keep up!
It was then that Lyserg fainted, for the excitement and horror of his pants pants waltzing overwhelmed him. The pants slapped Lyserg on the side of the head w/ a single pant leg while laughing wickedly. This brought the dowser back to his senses and he was heard to exclaim, "THERE'S A SQUIRREL IN MY PANTS!"
The Shaman King cast was mentally scarred for life after witnessing this series of events. This made terrible, horrible, gut-wrenching (highly descriptive! Hooray!) images appear repeatedly in their minds of the past pants epics. Although they were mentally scarred, some laughed.
A select few could never fully forgive Lyserg for joining the X-laws, which explains why the intriguing pants were ripped to bits. The waltzing pants of Lyserg...were no more. Then, Lyserg killed everyone present w/ his dowsing thingie. The End. JUST KIDDING!
The dowser was depressed, but suddenly brightened when his pants magically stitched themselves back together and waltzed w/ Lyserg once more. "Yippee Skippee!", said the boy whom the pants were waltzing with. Lyserg and his pants danced happily ever after.
But that does not mean the pants aren't coming - they shall come in good time...oh yes, they shall, faithful reader!
SpazzyJikoco- was it really that brilliant? Do you really, truly mean it? I want a monster thing to live in my heating vents, too! You're sooooo lucky.
sakuuya-Was this warm, special feeling that you speak of coming from your pants? I believe it is so!
KimBob-Your suggstions were rather odd! I like them! Anna & the non-pants wearing others shall have a special chapter just for them:laughs evilly: