A little break from the hilarity I've been giving. Angsty oneshot story/poem.
Shikata Ga Nai
Shikata Ga Nai- Japanese for "It can't be helped."
Shikata Ga Nai
It can't be helped that you aren't a slut.
Dignified you walk, proud you stand.
Unwilling to give up.
Zelda looked out the window of her house. All those teenage girls...girls her age...wearing barely any clothing...
And he was attracted to them.
Take Lydia FUCKING Pieman for example. He has a thing for her...according to that Vertigo brat. He gave HER a better part in the play. He treated HER like more than a friend. Not Zelda. Plain Jane Zelda Dobinski with her black turtleneck, small chest, long black skirts, high knee socks, and hair down. No way he would EVER consider her suitable. But she would keep her dignity.
Shikata Ga Nai.
It can't be helped that you're a freak.
Locked in your room.
Up at night in the gloom.
Wondering if he'd look farther...
Yup. A piano in her room was her only friend. A guitar on her bed her only partner. She admired women like Gwen Stefani pre-solo and Amy Lee. They weren't plastic...too plastic for her...
She would never be like them. So Manfred would never like her. He was too busy to look farther into her, see her true nature.
Shikata Ga Nai.
It can't be helped that you've got the HUGEST nose ever.
And that you're just pretty ugly.
Now I start to taunt.
Because you're annoying me with your hopeless love story...
Oh, FUCKING please. Beauty isn't a factor. LOVE is a factor. Compassion is a factor. Intellegence is a factor. Oh, damn, if only he knew. I'm in LOVE with him, dammit...he's obviously a god...me, I'm...dirt...dirt on his shoes.
She was telling this voice...this person...that she didn't care what it thought. She was going to fix it.
Shikata ga nai.
IDIOT!
I TOLD you it was hopeless.
SHIKATA GA NAI!
IT CANNOT FUCKING BE HELPED!
"Please...please stop..." Lying in her room, Zelda was afraid. A knock on her door interrupted heavy sobbing. "Zelda? It's me. You told me to come if I needed something." "Come in."
Oh, good.
Here he comes...
She opened the door to see Manfred standing there, smiling weakly. "Hey. You look like you've just been crying. Something wrong?" "Oh, no...just a draft...OH, GOD, MANFRED!" She couldn't hold it in. She ran into his arms and burst into tears. "Wha..?" "I LOVE YOU! And there was this voice that was telling me that it was hopeless..." She felt a hand on her cheek, and soft, warm lips on hers..."I love you. I gotta go, though. I'll call you." He popped out the door.
FUCK YOU!
Oh, God...
I'm dying...
I fed on you, Zelda...
But now, since HE got in the way...
DAMMIT!
"Oh, well. Shikata ga nai." She laughed.
It wasn't supposed to be happy at the end. Oh, well.