"Gratte moi, gratte moi avec vigueur-eu-eur." Les Trois Accords (Good luck with the translation, guys! or gals! or both?)
A.N Post-modernism! Yes! (For just one line though, promise.)
Thierri: So, we thought that it would be a really really really really short chapter (like, max five lines (but not seriously that bad)) and we prepared an totally Thierry.i-like excuse for that...
Thierry: However, THIS happened.
Rollande: Enjoy! Yay I said it!
Thierry.i.s: You'll enjoy it more if we say it. Enjoy and review (please (Canadians and Canadiens always say please) )!
Chapter 5 - Raisin or The Master Planning
" I thought... I thought she was a girl, but... then I took off her boobs!" cried Go Mi Nam.
"I understand." said Jeremy in a comforting and understanding (lol) tone while patting the poor boy on the shoulder.
The two boys were on the veranda with Jolie who was happily humping one of the garden flowers.
"She's really starting to get lonely. Maybe we should find her a companion," thought Jeremy out loud.
However, the thought of his innocent and pure Jolie being tainted by a big and menacing male dog was disturbing. He put his hands on his cheeks and tried to shake the image away.
"No! No this can't happen!" he screamed, horrified.
Meanwhile, Mi Nam continued his tale of sorrows. "I swear to never get near boobs again!"
"So that would make you...gay?" Jeremy seemed uncertain in his bold claim.
"NOO! NO HOMO! NO HOMO!" For some reason, Mi Nam started to panic.
"But if you don't like boobs it means that you don't like girls! And if you don't like girls it means that you are gay!"
Mi Nam had never thought about the possibility of him being gay. He always thought of himself as a manly gorilla, only attracted to girls. However, Jeremy's logic was brilliant and infallible. Or so thought Mi Nam.
"I guess you're right...but how do I know if I'm attracted to guys? What is there to like in a guy anyway?" wondered the confused boy.
He then took a good look at Jeremy who didn't notice because he was busy taking a good look at Mi Nam. Damn, thought Jeremy as his eyes wandered over Mi Nam's body. How could I never notice...
"A firm ass," declared the blond.
"A big dick," Mi Nam muttered while thinking of the sausage paradise that was the band's commune shower after rehearsal.
"Nicely defined abs."
"A little bit of chest hair."
"But not too much!"
"Ya, Mi Nyu's is nasty! Wait, I don't know why I said that..."
"Those weird writers are at it again!" (A.N. No more after that! We Promise! El Oh El)
"A sexy voice"
"Nice."
"Sense of humour!"
"Oh and he has to be in touch with his emotions!"
"And likes to eat ice cream!" screamed Jeremy at the top of his lungs.
In the far back of the house, Tae Kyung, still plotting, suddenly froze and declared:
"I like ice cream."
Back to Jeremy and Mi Nam.
They suddenly realized how close they were standing to each other and how they had their hands gripping the others' arms. They quickly let each other go and coughed in a way to regain their gorilla manliness.
Mi Nyu was thinking (for once) in the shower. As the hot water hit her tensed back (a night sleeping on the couch made her a little bit sore) she reflected upon her relationship with Tae Kyung. He has been so uptight recently, she thought annoyed. What kind of stick has been shoved down his ass? The visual thought of a stick being thrust into her beau's posterior made the previous nun blush. She didn't know if it was because she was embarrassed or aroused. Anyway, Mi Nyu couldn't deal with an angry Tae Kyung anymore. It was exhausting! I'll give him some time to cool off... Maybe Shin Woo could help me! He always has the best advice! She smiled excitedly at the thought and resumed her shower, ready to take matters into her own hands.
Manager Ma and President Ahn were in the latter's office. Alone.
"So, as I was saying, it's the only way to bring A.N. Jell back to the top," said President Ahn. "And then, JACKPOT!"
Wow, thought Manager Ma. He's so smart! I could never think up something like that! He's such a man... A really strong and powerful man...
"So, Manager Ma, what do you think of the..." started the President, his voice dropping suddenly to an excited whisper. "...the Master Plan?"
So hot! he thought, his pants growing a bit tight. Realizing this, Manager Ma panicked a little and ran out if the office, trying to hide his growing erection.
"Manager Ma?" called a confused President.
"Hum, I have to go to the dorm! To check...something!" The Manager continued his run to the dorm while trying to imagine his grandmother in underwear to tone down his obvious excitement.
What he saw when he arrived was very surprising. In fact, he thought for a second that the lack of air had somehow affected his brain.
Mi Nam was freaking out at something that Jeremy held carefully in his hand. The Manager didn't have to focus too much to realize that the object that was causing such a strong reaction was a fake boob.
"Come on Mi Nam! I bought these for you!" exclaimed the usually very happy blond.
"NOOOOO! Get them away from me!" yelled Mi Nam. "Fuck Jeremy! I trusted you! How could you do this?" he cried in perfect English.
Aigoo! President Ahn's plan really is working, thought the Manager. But I don't think it's right for Jeremy to force Mi Nam to do such things! I'll intervene!
"JEREMY!" he shouted. "Leave Mi Nam alone! You shouldn't force your sexual fantasies on him like that. As his manager, it is my duty to ensure both of you are pleased."
"EHH?" said both Mi Nam and Jeremy, confused.
"Sexual fantasies? Jeremy has sexual fantasies about me and...and..." Mi Nam looked at Jeremy with wide eyes and started yelling.
"Mi Nam! Mi Nam! Stop! I don't have fantasies about you! Just Mi Ny...other people."
"Jeremy! How dare you fantasize about someone other than your lover? That's cheating!" accused Manager Ma.
"Lover? What lover?" asked Jeremy. "You mean Thierry? No, we're just friends. We just like to go out pour un café. Oh! I speak French now!"
"No!" replied the Manager. "How dare you deny your relationship with Mi Nam!"
"EH?" said the two band mates (again).
"We are just band mates!" responded Jeremy. "And I don't even like him! He stole my slut! But I guess it's okay since she was...well..."
"What?" enquired Manager Ma.
So they explained everything to the man.
"I'll help!" He declared while jumping excitedly while clapping his hands in delight.
"Before we do that, could you help me unstick the boobs from my hand?" Jeremy said.
"Not again! AHHHHH!"