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The saga continues while I wait for lines to be turned in.

So the terrible curse ended up killing the Prince during the night, as Carmen, Tarot and Saint were nowhere to be found. The Kingdom burned away with the mournful screams of everyone living within it. No one was ever heard from again and somewhere in Hell, the evil witch is laughing her fucking ass off.

So that sucks but alas the days continue.

While the Kingdom burned away though and became a nuclear wasteland that some religious nuts claim is a sacred burying ritual grave site, something else (not as) heinous was happening on the other side of the world.

ateotu was found about a week later dead in her home. Face down at her computer desk with a gunshot wound in her head. There was blood everywhere and it ruined her keyboard and her favourite sweater. Do you know how hard it is to get blood out of a carpet as well? Granted, the carpet is pretty red and stuff, but it's not easy selling a house when some random girl died in there unless you're into that kind of thing.

There was no clues and no suspects because she didn't talk to anyone outside of her computer life. Everything on her computer was no help and didn't lend to any clues, but there was a shocking amount of porn to be found on it.

Wow, really?

Anyways.

There was a detective in the room with ateotu's dead body. He had a coffee in hand in which he took a loud slurp from. If ateotu was still alive, she would have been pissed. Who has to drink like that, seriously. It's like people who bite their utensils. You're just pissing off everyone, you don't have to bite the metal.

He had no idea what to do but he was getting paid to look like he was trying to figure stuff out. He rummaged through ateotu's things, disappointed to find out that the porn collection ended at her computer, but the ammount of troll and cat things she decided to keep was just as weird as her, like, 50 unused notebooks and unsettling collection of clowns.

But while he was busy snooping and looking for something good to pocket in his stupid coffee slurping jacket, a spider crawled out from under the bed and onto ateotu's slowly rotting leg. It bit her and somehow the venom seeping into her clotting veins sparked a weird chemical reaction and suddenly ateotu's body started to come back to life.

Oh shit, zombies. ateotu was becoming her worst nightmare. But ateotu wasn't just any zombie, four gross spidery looking legs sprouted from her back and she grew a bunch of extra eyes as she became a scary looking undead zombie spider queen. Somehow, she even got a sweet looking crown on her head. Awesome.

She let out a terrible scream and somehow before she did that, the detective didn't notice anything going on.

But he had no time to turn around because she was on that detective like she is with yogurt and she ripped that fucker's head off.

Dead or not, no one goes through ateotu's shit without asking.

ateotu fled from her home and began to terrorize the world. She had no real goals about what she wanted to go, and she was still fucking terrified of all the fucking spiders following her around, but with her army of absolute horror, she was going to wrap the entire world in a fine silk and then probably eat everybody and everything.

The only thing that could stop such a monster was the soothing voices of the ones who didn't save the Prince.

But surely, our heroes who are nowhere to be found will hopefully save the world and put ateotu to rest.

Right?

RIGHT?

SERIOUSLY IT'S ZOMBIES AND SPIDERS PLEASE HELP US.

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A short story to those who still owe me lines dammit.

Once upon a time in a far off Kingdom, there lived a beautiful Prince in a shining castle. He was a beloved ruler who was adored by all because he was such a stand-up guy who really seemed to understand the people. Every day was sunny and the grass was always greener, the food was always plentiful and because he was so wonderful, no one within a 100 mile radius ever got cancer.

However, his wonderful majesty was in danger because within the city there was an ugly little hut with an even uglier looking person living inside it. It was an evil witch who hated the Prince because he was too goddamn beautiful and happy. Because she was completely delusional, she figured that if she could get him out of the way, she would become the most beautiful person and probably become Queen. Oh yes, then she'd become the worst fucking, beautiful tyrant the people had ever seen. A bit reminiscent of 'Aku no Musume' if you will.

So on a starry night with a full moon in the sky, she snuck into the castle like a crippled little ninja and went into the Prince's room. He looking like a sleeping angel and this just burned her more and she almost literally turned green with envy. Feeling more driven by her purpose, she cursed the Prince with a terrible curse and fled the castle.

She was later caught and then shot down, but the Prince was still cursed. The only way to break the curse was odd and specific, requiring the assistance of 3 lovely singers from far off lands.

Their names were Saint, Tarot and Carmen. Only if they sang certain lines from a dark song called 'Dream Meltic Halloween' would the terrible curse be lifted from the Prince.

All of the citizens continue to pray and hope to hear their voices so that peace can be restored and the Prince will no longer be cursed with a curse which hasn't been described as anything but terrible, but terrible could mean anything, you know.

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Star Whores: Episode IV, A New Pope. Part 2

"Well Zero," The Pope murmurs in a deep, sexy voice, "I was just thinking that we should try something new." "Ohhhhh Kura, you know I can't stand surprises. Just tell me what it is already!" Squeals Zero in a voice so high, even a small girl would have trouble replicating it. Kura gives Zero the evil eye and mutters, "Oh my God Zero stop squealing... You know I hate that. NO SEX FOR 3 HOURS." These next three hours will be a trying time for Zero. It had been years since he had gone this long without having lustful sex with Pope Kura. Pope Kura is beginning to feel the effects of the sex withdrawal himself. Both Kura and Zero were becoming mentally unstable. Kura is having colds sweats and is losing control of his bowels from stress, while Zero is going through such a terrible withdrawal that he begins resorting to his old nervous tick, chewing on wooden furniture. Soon after the onset of these symptoms, Zero devours an entire kitchen table and Kura soils himself before managing to change into his Pope diapers. Kura and Zero both look at the nearest clock to see how much time is left in this torturous bet that could have only originated in the 7th circle of Hell. Kura and Zero are both shocked to see the time. The clock says 3:04 pm. Neither of them can process that it has only been 4 minutes since they said no sex and they are already complete disasters. "How the hell did you eat an entire table in 4 minutes, Zero?" Kura asks, unsure whether to be surprised or upset. "The same way you managed to shit your pants in 4 minutes," sassily hisses Zero with a hint of indignation. During all this, the Papal Butler, Kevin, who was trained by Pope Kura and Prissy Assistant Zero to speak and act as if he is in a bad anime interjects, rather unassumingly, "If it doesn't bother Kura-sama I will just clean up Zero-chan's wood shavings and then I clean you right up, Kura-sama DESU DESU KURA-SAMA" Kura quickly kills Kevin with a blunt object for saying DESU DESU... (EVERYONE HATES THAT ANYWAY) After murdering yet another living creature, Kura is again aroused and looks over at Zero. Zero is now completely naked sitting in the corner of the room, chewing on a table leg from lack of sex. Kura walks up behind Zero and runs his hands through Zero's hair and gently whispers.... we are out if lube. Lets go to Pope-Mart and get some more. A look of sheer terror envelopes Zero's face. "DON'T.... DON'T YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME WE WENT THERE TOGETHER?!?!?" Relax Zero, that was yesterday... I bet they've already forgotten about it... [Will they get more lube? Just what did they do at Pope Mart? Find out on next week's episode!!!!] _______________________________________ END OF PART 2

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Star Whores: Episode IV A New Pope

"Eyyyy yo Pope Kura.... POPE KURA GET YO ASS IN HUR BOI" Shouted the prissy papal assistant Zero.

"Oh my God, Zero... Just wait for me to put my robes on. This hat weighs like 40 pounds."

Zero puts his hands on his waist, not unlike an upset schoolgirl, "Well ya know Kura, I'm not the Pope, and I don't have to go shout at all these people out in St. Peter's Square like 5 minutes ago."

"Well Zero, at least I'm wearing pants right now. That quickie really took alot out of me, but I'm ready to go out right now." The Pope says as he brushes by Zero on his way out to his balcony.

"Good luck Kura. I know you can do it, BIG boy." Zero gently pats Pope on the behind as he steps onto the balcony.

Kura wasn't expecting the butt tap and as he steps out onto the balcony he lurches forward and nearly falls off the balcony, dropping his hat off the edge in the process. The hat, now not unlike a ballistic missile, strikes a low flying flock of geese on the way down, killing nearly 10 geese. It also strikes and kills a Swiss Guardsman. Nobody cared about the Swissguradsman, the crowd was mostly Italian, so they looted his body and ate all the dead geese.

The pope, looking on as the crowd loots the dead body and eats 10 raw geese, points his pope staff into the crowd and shouts, "Expecto Petronum," a huge bolt of pure energy shoots out of the pope staff, striking nearly 23 people and turning all of them into young altar boys. The crowd at first thanks the Pope for granting them the gift of youth, but that thanks quickly turns into muffled pants as the sprint away. Little did the crowd know, the Pope had gathered a herd of Priests near by his room. At this point, the priests are all snarling with excitement at the prospect of all these young altar boys, so the Pope opens the gate and lets the priests chase away the trouble making crowd.

"ALLRIGHT NOW THAT THAT'S OVER WITH IMMA GO AHEAD AND GIVE MY EASTER ADDRESS IF THAT'S ALRIGHT WITH YOU PEOPLE," Nobody says anything since they just saw this man use his Pope staff to turn 23 people into children and then let loose a herd of priests upon their young flesh. They even forgot that the Pope had used his hat as a missile to kill 10 geese and a small Swiss man. 

"Okay my children, you all know why we are gathered here today to give thanks to our Lord and Savior.... JESUS CHRIST ZERO PUT ON YOUR DAMN PANT SON... ermmm sorry. Our lord and savior Jesus rose from the dead on this most Holy of days. We must give thanks for his sacrifices, but most importantly, we must remember that the Pope is the voice of God. Am I right People? So you should trust him." The Pope glances approvingly over the crowd gathered beneath him.

The Pope is tired of speaking at this point. (I mean he has killed alot of things today) He decides to disperse the crowd. "Okay crowd look at me, right now. DO EEEEET." The entire crowd stares blankly at the Pope, as if to say, "What the Fuck." The Pope continues on, "Okay guys so I saw this awful movie one time called, The Perfume: A Story of A Murderer (ITS ONE OF CASPY'S FAVORITE MOVIES DON'T WATCH IT ITS STINKY) [back to Kura the Pope] "and in this movie, they all have this big orgy in the middle of the town at an execution, so you guys should have a big orgy, okay? The Pope shouts "expelliamous" into his Pope staff and an Eye of Sauron quickly materializes out of thin air and stares at the crowd.

The eye bellows in a deep monotone voice, "ORGY".

The entire crowd is hypnotized by the eye and is forced to have a giant orgy. The Pope accidentally forgot that this was a televised speech, so Guinness World Records quickly gave the Pope a medal for insighting the largest orgy in history, since everyone who was watching was forced to go into the street and have an Orgy. The Guinness official hands the Pope the certificate that simply reads, "Congratulations on your achievement Pope, you're a strange, strange man."

Now the Pope walks back into his room and notices Zero sitting in a chair, reading a novel.

"Hey Kura, whatcha doing baby. Zero says as he puts down his book."

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TO BE CONTINUED.... MAYBE

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I Bet He's Gay (Shoujo Fanfiction) by Caspy [Part 4]

So, while you wait for Kura's third chapter of his beautiful fanfiction, you can just read this. Also, this is my way of procrastinating from studying and enough people have been bothering me to continue this, SO HERE.

Chapter 4: Pussy Section

(Recap: So. Basically, Haru and Apol were having sex, Katie was chasing Kenta’s legs, Doubie kicked some ass (surprising, right?), and then Guyrin was seducing Mong. Unfortunately, Katie somehow caught them in the act. What the shit will she doOOooOOooOOoooo?!?!?!)

Katie: I’LL TELL YOU WHAT I’M ABOUT TO DO! I’LL SHOW THIS BITCH HOW THINGS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE DONE. QUEUE MUSIC! EVERYONE THAT’S READING THIS, PLAY THE FLY AWAY MUSIC ON THIS BLOG’S PLAYER. AND I MEAN YOU BETTER PLAY IT. MONG THINKS SHE’S SO GREAT AT SEDUCING, I’LL SHOW HER.

Mong: No, wait. It was your bitch of a boyfriend that was seduc---

Katie: I SUMMON THEE DANCING POLE!

(A dancing pole slowly came out of the ceiling and landed conveniently next to Katie.)

Katie: DISCO BALL. COME TO YO MAMA!

(Disco ball came out of nowhere)

Mong: Oh my fucking god. Someone shoot me.

Katie: YOU SLUT! YOU WANT SOMEONE TO EJACULATE YOU ALREADY?!!!

Mong: Uh n---

Guyrin: O-oh, Mong. You naughty girl, you.

Mong: =-=

Katie: -strips to underwear and bra and put on heels- /flips hairs. *poors water on self*

-moans-

Get…ready~

Katie blows a kiss to Guyrin.

Guyrin: Woah…

Mong: Oh no… Sh-sh-she’s hot!

(Due to the incredibly loud music, obvious disco ball, and the hot Katie, she quickly drew attention to herself. Everyone that had a sexual preference for females or just Katie suddenly gathered around her. Katie then would slide slowly, up and down the pole. She then spun around the pole in a sexual movement. She then spread out her legs around the pole and then embraced it in between her thighs. In fact, I am getting so lazy in explaining this, you might as well watch a youtube video of it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=msy7TtyAVIc)

(Anyways, people started throwing so much money at her, Katie couldn’t keep her eye on Guyrin and Mong and she was about to challenge Mong to the pole dancing, but she was nowhere to be found. Mong Had escaped like a pussy to PussyPussy section in the mall where people run to for shame. Mong then saw Apol who was sobbing in the corner. Since she had nothing else to do, she went up to him.)

Mong: o_o

Apol: /SOBSOBSOBSOBSOB. YOU’RE PROBABLY ASKING WHAT’S WRONG, HUH?

Mong: Actually, no. I don’t really care. But I guess you’re gonna tell me anywaySSSSsSSSsSSs.

Apol: WAAAAAHHHHHEEEEHHHHEEEEHHHEEHHHHHHH.

Mong: OMG. JUST SHUT UP AND TELL ME, YOU WHINY BITC---

Apol: HARU TOOPPPED MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Mong: …oh. Ouch.

Apol: S-s-she said my dick was too small… and my movements were too slow.... s-s-s-so… sh-she got out this d-dildo she bought from a s-s-suspicious s-s-store a-a-and…

Mong: OKAAAAY…. GOODBYE.

(Before Mong could hear the rest of Apol’s wangsting story, she ran away. As she was running, some hand grabbed her from a closet and brought her in, then closed the door shut. It was Kenta.)

Kenta: It’s just you and me now, baby.

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PareFura's Pair of Fools & StrawberryMint's Men Chapter 2 by Kuraiinu

"What had started as such a wonderful afternoon was now shrouded by a darker shade of blue"

Chapter 2 - Confrontations, Cheesy Life Stories, and the Mysterious Caspy

"I felt so betrayed, but I decided not to let it get to me. Mari, there's no way she'd want to replace me. I mean maybe I have some flaws, but we all do, and when we're together we balance each other out." Xephy was juggling so many thoughts at once. 

In the end they all left after the picnic with mixed emotions, Xephy remaining to ponder on the events that had happened.

(Pan to Chiika's house, with Mango and Ryan)

"Urgh! That hurts!" Ryan pulled back. "Sorry, was that too much?" 

"You gotta be more gentle, Ryan!" Mango gave Ryan a look of watch-your-self-betch

"Fine fine, just hold still Chiika, and let me put the bandage on your cheek"

Chiika's cheek had swollen and cut slightly from the force she had bitten down on herself upon being struck across the face by Mari.

Oddly, Chiika did not harbor any hard feelings for Mari.

"I'll let it go this time, since she's cute" she thought to herself.

After assisting with Chiika's slightly bruised face, Ryan took the first aid kit back to her kitchen, while Mango gamed on some LoL on Chiika's comp as she sat on her bed reading yaoi.

"So," Ryan began, closing the door behind him. "What exactly happened? It's like Mari to get so mad as to hit anyone, especially not a fellow PareFurer."

Chiika closed her book, and was silent was for a little bit before finally speaking.

"Well, she's kinda.......thinking about replacing Xephy."

Mango shot from his game. "WHAT?"

Ryan's red eyes got fierce scarlet. "H-How.......why? What's going on in her head?!" 

"Well, I asked her that and she had some odd things to say about the matter"

FLASHBACK to the picnic just before the slap

"Mari! You must have some serious particles in your ass or something, what in the world could make you want to replace someone we've gotten this far in the competition with AND befriended so much?"

"YOU GUYS DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I SAW. His voice....Caspy's voice......was like that of an angels. I had never heard something quite like it before. It felt as if he were calling me to join him in and sing together, as our voices blended into one within the everlasting world that is Adobe Audition" *Sparkles, KIRA KIRA KIRA*

Holi stared at Mari, trying to hold back a giggle as best as she could.

"Um Mari," Chiika continued. "I will admit, Caspy has a pretty good voice, but is he not a part of StrawberryMint? Wouldn't that be him leaving his group and all they've been through? Why would you want to tear him away from his group, his family?"

"Caspy asked me about whether we'd like a new addition himself," Mari answered confidentally.

The girls faces were blank and wide eyed.

"I can't believe that he'd want to leave his group, I think that they really fit well the way they were!" Chiisana pleaded to Mari, trying to get her to change her mind.

"And it's not just that," Mari added. "As class president, having Caspy as a part of our group would seriously up our standings in the Student Council rankings!" *More sparkle sparkle on Mari, KIRA*

"I KNEW IT!" Chiika exploded. "ONCE AGAIN YOU GO ON ABOUT YOUR SILLY LITTLE STUDENT COUNCIL AND HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO YOU AND BLAH BLAH BLAH. I swear, I'd rather be drawing smut than listen to this dribble."

"DO NOT EVER INSULT THE STUDENT COUNCIL LIKE THAT!" Mari yelled back at Chiika. "EVER SINCE I JOINED IT, I'VE NEVER FELT MORE ACCOMPLISHED AS A PERSON AND AN UPSTANDING CITIZEN. ALSO, THIS HAS KEPT ME MORE OUT OF TROUBLE THAN ANYTHING ELSE."

"Oh of course! We wouldn't want /another/ SCANDAL LIKE THAT TIME YOU-

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Mari's face was cold.

"You swore to never mention that again.....I don't want to see you right now, I'm going home."

 RETURN TO CHIIKA'S HOUSE

Ryan's face was full of concern, and confusion.

"Wait, so this is all about student council in the end?"

"Yeah," Chiika's face was slightly disappointed. "At first I thought maybe she was just a crazed fangirl, but that woman loves her SC more than life itself."

"Just how dedicated is she?" Asked Mango.

Chiika began to speak as she flipped through her manga.

"Student Council was all she had after she lost all her self confidence after, an incident. She used to be a high-jump champ. All the students adored her. Then, just before her final competition that would win her so much, she sprained her ankle and was sent out. She was left in a condition in which she could not exert any force on her leg, so she had to quit sports. Mari had loved what she did, and she fell into a depression. I suggested that she find a club to join in, since she had a strong leader sense, and whoopdy do she ended up in student council, and now that's her new life."

"I had never realized...." Ryan's expression had not changed. "I only wish that I could have known about this. I would have loved to see her jump."

!!RIING RIING RIING!!

"Hello?..........WHAT?! OK I'LL BE THERE" Ryan's face was full of urgency, and he quickly left Chiika's house without a word spoken.

Mango and Chiika sat there, staring at the open door, then back at each other, expressing a "what just happened" look on their faces.

Ryan was in a panic, running as fast as he could to get to the area near the park, where he saw Caspy standing near a light post, not looking at him.

"Hey that's Caspy......what's he doing here?"

In front of Caspy lay the passed out body of Xephy, to which Ryan suddenly ran towards in a fury.

"XEPHY! XEPHY! ARE YOU ALRIGHT? SPEAK TO ME?!" He was only passed out, much to Ryan's relief, who then turned back at Caspy, but oddly did not express any anger.

Caspy stared down at him, and suddenly Chiisana came running towards Ryan and Xephy.

"YOU'RE FINALLY HERE! ;A; I WAS SO WORRIED. " She was in a panic, quavering in her light blue skirt.

"Chii! What happened here!" 

"I don't know! I was just helping Holi and Xephy clean up after everyone else left, and when Holi and I went to the garbage to dispose of most of the trash, Xephy disappeared! And when we went to look for him, we found him passed out!"

"Why didn't you call the police?" Ryan looked as if he may start raging.

"I PANICKED I'M SORRY! You were one of the only people I could think of calling!"

"Well, atleast he's ok, I guess."

"I didn't mean to do it, you know" Caspy looked at them, emotionless expression in his eyes.

"Did......you do this to him, Caspy? How?" Ryan's expression changed to concern.

"He had come up to me, at first sounding a bit concerned about my replacing him in PareFura, which I told him was a lie. But he didn't believe me, and started to yell at me, so I just put him to sleep since he was being a nuisance to my mixing ears."

"Wait, so is it a lie? Then why was Mari saying that......." Ryan was juggling all kinds of thoughts in his head, he was having a hard time processing what was going on after the shock of thinking his friend was in critical condition a few minutes ago.

"Of course, she's probably just a crazed fangirl. I have no plans on leaving StrawberryMint, they're like my family, u know?"

Caspy then suddenly left them, as they stared at him. Chiisana then turned help Ryan help up Xephy who had finally begun to regain conciousness.

"Hey Xephy! You're alright?" Chiisana had a sincere smile on her face.

"Yeah......but you've got to be careful........that Caspy....." Xephy struggled to speak, sweating and eyes large from fear.

"Xephy...?" Ryan looked worried.

"That Caspy..........isn't......normal"

Xephy then passed out again.

"XEPHY! XEPHY! Come on Chii, lets get him to the bench!"

"R-Right!"

END OF CHAPTER 2

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PareFura's Pair of Fools & StrawberryMint's Men

EVERYTHING HERE IS FICTIONAL, PLEASE DO NOT TAKE ANY OF THIS SERIOUSLY OK

They had been the best of friends, enjoyed all the moments they shared together. Throughout their time spent as a chorus group, from investigating Dirty Prisms, Dreaming about Walking in the Sky, Cutting those with Outrageous Talent, and finally reminiscing about 100 years of love, Pallete's Fragment has made their way to become an inseparable bunch of people.

This is where our story begins

*please note I will make a lot of color puns LOL*

ll Chapter 1 - A Shade of Black ll <----ohohohohforeSHADOWing

(Saturday afternoon, the PF squad is having a well-enjoyable picnic at Harmony park.)

"HAHAHAHHAHA!" Ryan suddenly burst out in laughter pointing at Chiisana's face

"Hmm? ;A;" Chiisana looked at the others wondering what all the commotion was about

Mari picked up a napkin and wiped the top of Chii's nose, which was covered with the vanilla ice cream she was eating.

"Jeez Ryan, you could have said something ;_____;" She gave Ryan a stare, as he continued chuckling softly.

"Awww Chii, don't look so BLUE! With the way you're eating that ice cream you're bound to end up with an ice cream moustache!"

Everyone broke out in laughter, especially Chiisana. 

"So what are we going to do now that we've finally finished Hyakunen no Motherfucking Koi?" Chiika asked munching on a ham and cheese sandwich.

"I'm not sure, I figure we could just continue making songs just for the heck of it" Holi replied earnestly, enjoying a piece of garlic bread.

"Of course! It's not like we can let a group like this just die down, right?" Mango had a look of confidence in his face

"I would hate if we ever disbanded, you guys have become like a family to me, isn't that right Mari? Ian's face was full of joy.

"ROGER!" Mari replied, her mouth still half full of the piece of cheesecake she was eating.

Xephy was watching the others with a soft smile on his face. "Oh, I think we've run out of soda, I'll go fetch some!" He suddenly stood and walked off to the nearest vending machine with some coins the others gave to him.

"I really do love all of them, I'd never want to replace a wonderful group like this" he thought to himself, inserting each quarter in and picking the appropriate soda for each member.

Ryan was given Big Red

Ian a Mountain Blast Powerade

Mango an Orange Fanta

Mari some sparkling water

Chiika a strawberry Fanta

Chiisana a Bubblegum Flavored 

And himself a sprite

As we began to walk back he happened to eavesdrop on a convo the girls seemed to be having away from the boys.

"Yeah, I've been thinking that too actually."

He could make out Chiika's voice.

"It's not that we don't like him though right? I mean he's got a really smooth voice and he's also one of our Moe!Men!" 

Xephy chuckled to himself silently

"I know, but nowadays I've been thinking about the balance of voices we have in this group."

Mari began to talk.

"We've got a Low voiced fruit, a vibratoing red head, and a cyan tenor with nice legs."

He almost dropped the sodas he was holding at the last thing Mari said.

"We need someone with a stronger voice, but hey I love Xephy still though! I just wish he'd get more strength in his voice so we could get him to be one of the high male singers in the group"

Xephy didn't say anything.

"How c-could you say that! ;A; I know you're class president Mari, but remember this is our chorus family, not a student council club! We all need each other, and we need Xephy!" Chiisana spoke with an urgent yet soft tone, Xephy was touched by her words.

"I agree with Chii!" Holi interrupted. "Without Xephy, what will become of the rest of the boys? We'd either have to replace him, or the boys would disband and we'd become another Girl Squad and have to resort to singing FullkawaP songs, whichIdontreallymindatallheeheejaksnfmasfmlkasjm" 

Chiika gave Holi a Omg-You-So-Stupid-Gurl stare. "Why are we discussing this anyway, Mari? What made you suddenly come to this kind of thought?"

Mari was stopped in her words, and everyone went silent.

Xephy was still listening in, waiting for Mari's reply.

"..........Well you see.......I kind of.....met this boy.....he's singer and stuff"

"His name?" Chiika looked at Mari sternly. 

Xephy held his breath.

".................Well.........He only told me that he went by the name DuranCloud."

Xephy dropped his soda cans on the floor, the girls following that sound to see Xephy standing in front of them.

He stared at them, hurt.

"Mari, you're really thinking of replacing me?"

"NO! I NEVER SAID THAT XEPHY!" Mari looked so guilty.

Xephy walked off, not saying a word to her. "I don't want to hear anything more she has to say, I refuse to believe that she would replace me. It's not like the guys will agree with it anyway, and Chiisana is on my side as it IS ANYWAY." He walked to where the guys were, sitting and still snacking on sandwiches, and sat down next to Ian and Ryan.

Ryan looked at Xephy, concerned. "You alright man?"

"Yeah, don't worry about it" He was doing his best to fake that smile.

"Where'd our drinks go?" Mango had a disappointed look on his face.

"OH CRAP." Xephy quickly ran back to where he had dropped the cans and bottles, picking them up one by one, when suddenly-

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All he saw was Mari walking off in rage.

Xephy looked over to see Chiika on the ground, holding her face.

He quickly ran to her, deeply concerned about what had happened.

"She.......She's probably just PMSing......." Chiika spoke through a pained tongue that she had bitten upon being slapped.

Behind Chiika was a teary-eyed Chiisana and Holi who was comforting the both of them.

Xephy stood up and looked at Mari, as she began to walk farther and farther from them all.

What was going on in Mari's head? What was happening to PareFura?

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Doubie the Carrot Tamer Chapter 2 by Kuraiinu

Iiiiiiiiiiit's back and stupider than ever. These chapters just get more and more ridiculous I don't even know. ANYWAYS CARROT STORY

Chapter 2-The Hall of Mirrors

For about 3 days there had been no trouble, I finally had an opportunity to catch up on some vidja-gaming that I'd so dearly missed it's ridiculous. Suddenly, while I was in the middle of some Mario Kart, here come's Mr.Gangsta all up in my grill (oh my gosh I never said that).

"YOOOOO, GOT SOME BIZZ TO DO. CHOP CHOP" By now you ought to be used to this, a talking carrot spirit that resides inside me that only speaks in Ebonics, yes my life just makes that much sense.

Anyway feeling a bit disappointed I couldn't AT LEAST FINISH MY MATCH, I grabbed my coat and headed on outside, walking in the middle of the street where no cars seemed to pass. Finally, the carrot began to go nuts and pointed me in the direction of what looked like a torn down complex. The only thing that looked habitable was a small room to the far left that resembled a large bouncy house like those things little kids play on during their birthdays or something.

Inside this place, was a plethora of mirrors surrounding me. I almost made a very very bad pun about the beauty of this place but that was interrupted by the sound of a little gurl crying. <----(*GIRL) It seemed like the sound was reverberating from across the hall, so I continued walking only to feel as if I'd been walking for 5 minutes. I looked behind me, I was still at the entrance. Something here was dangerously out of whack and I'm just going to let my proper speech deteriorate for the sake of the story.

I tested a small theory I had, and threw a piece of paper I had in my coat pocket to the front of the room, It appeared that it had moved far to the end, but when I stepped forward I saw that the paper was right at my feet. Whatever was in this room, was causing some kind of illusion to my eyes.

Once again came that sound of crying, and this time Carrot began to seriously freak out. "WOAH MANG DIS AINT FLYIN WIT ME. IS COMIN FROM DAT CO-NA OVA DER." I turned to face my left, seeing a space that appeared to have some figure laying there. Oddly enough, I was able to walk all the way to get to it, and knelt down to discover that it was an onion.

..a crying onion....the irony here is just so bad oh geez.

Being the good Samaritan I am I asked the small vegetable "are you alright" and all it did was turn to me, and then appear to disappear. Suddenly, the onion grew in size and number and it appeared that I was surrounded on all sides by it. Now things were getting interesting.

"How could you even fall for that? A crying onion? Even someone as dense as you should've been able to realize that's not even possible" the onion's voice changed from female to a mix of male+female distortion, it was so disgusting.

"I have a talking carrot in side of me, I've gotten to the point where I'll believe anything weird I see is real"

Again, Carrot freaked out and yelled into my head "HEY I THINK THE TRICK BEHIND DIS THANG MIGHT BE DEM MIRRURS"

NO....FREAKING..S*** THERE'S NO POSSIBLE WAY I COULD'VE KNOWN THAT. I MEAN, HOW COULD A GAMER SUCH AS MY SELF EVER BE ABLE TO DECIPHER SUCH AN OBVIOUS CLICHE? GOODNESS CARROT, YOU ARE SO SMART :/

Ignoring my continuous raging thoughts, I walked close to one of the mirrors the onion's face was reflected from, and peered into it closely. I couldn't see any obvious differences in the other mirrors either, so I decided to crack one of the mirrors and do a light test. I walked back outside and used the sun to reflect my piece of mirror's light back into the hallway,and watched as the light bounced from mirror to mirror until I suddenly heard a scream of pain come from the onion. GOTCHA.

I quickly ran to the mirror located in the far corner of where I first encountered the onion, following the scream of pain, and knocked that mirror in half, finding the onion on the other side, cowering in fear. I will not lie, it looked kinda cute the way it was just whimpering like that, I kinda felt something of a pity for it. I wasn't necessarily asked to destroy it or anything, it didn't seem to have caused much trouble, but suddenly the floor around me began to shake violently, and the door to the hall of mirrors closed. The floor appeared to start moving,and I wondered if this could be another illusion, that maybe the onion was an accomplice for whatever was causing the real chaos.

Suddenly, I heard another low voice, it sounded oddly familiar....

TO BE CONTINUED

#Terrible Story 20

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Doubie The Carrot Tamer Chapter 1 Part 2 By Kuraiinu

"OH DAMNS GURL DIS BE GOIN DOWN LIKE DONKEY KONG"

I was beginning to feel so embarassed being able to actually understand what this carrot was saying, for reals dawg.

...I never said that.

Anyway, as I approached the huge plethora of zuccinis staring at me with malicious intent, and raised one arm to the air.

"Listen! To all who value their produce, disperse immediately and quietly and no harm shall come to you!"

There was a silence, and suddenly they all became to jump in my direction yelling swear words I didn't even know vegetables could utter. Thinking quickly, I grabbed the nearest shopping cart and swung at the mob, knocking them over to the apple's section. (Oh in case you were not aware, apparently having a ghetto carrot spirit inside of you makes you super strong and shizz, I don't even know really.)

Without warning, the zuccinis began to come together and mesh into another bigger zuccini, making me feel that cliche "OH SHIZZ I JUST MADE MY SITUATION A MILLION TIMES WORSE WITHOUT THINKING ;A;" feeling.

"OH DAYUM YOU DUM GURL, NOW FUR REALZ I CANT EVEN BELIE' YOU BE TR'N DAT SHAT UP IN HERE. DON'T YOU KNOW DE ZO-KEY-KNEE'S WEAK NAYUS IS DUH SKWASH?"

Seriously? Squash is a zuccini's weakness? Who is writing this story, seriously.

Conveniently, there was a squash pyramid to my right, so dodging several jumping zuccinis I grabbed a couple, and the carrot inside of me began to glow (it feels extremely weird, like you have this big burp that just refuses to come out and is getting bigger and bigger...)

Suddenly, the squash's I held in my hand turned into golden swords, and without a second thought I dashed towards the huge zuccini and slashed it into a nice coleslaw, feeling extremely bored at the whole ordeal.

Walking out of the convenience store that was conveniently named "convenience", that carrot would not stop gloating.

"MMHM, I SWEARS IF YA'LL DIDN'T HAVE ME INSIDE YA DIS WHOLE THANG WOULDA BEEN A MESS, YUP GURL."

I wanted to make him into juice so bad.

We continued walking in the direction of a gas station to grab some powerade (conveniently) for a job well done. The man at the counter was elderly, and smelled of vinegar, after handing him my money and getting my drank (I mean "drink") I sat down on the curb, chugging down my strawberry flavored refreshment and staring back at the store, which seemed to be quiet despite the demolished appearance.

I can't believe I'm gonna be doing this kinda thing everyday.

-Terrible Story #19

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Doubie the Carrot Tamer Chapter 1 Part 1 By Kuraiinu

"Looks like another rainy day..."

My dark black umbrella seemed to not only reflect the ease of my mood, but the darkness in the sky as the hard rain continued beating down upon me. I looked to both sides of me, watching as all the people frantically ran towards their cars in an attempt to quickly get themselves wherever they wanted to go.

My name is Doubie, in case you were too lazy to read the prologue, and I've got one of the most retarded jobs in the history of the world.

I tame evil carrots that've gone bad and shit. To be honest, I'd much rather be at home watching cartoons and playing video games but NOOOO I've got a WEIRD, ghetto carrot that is constantly on my case about missions and the only way to get him to shut up is to actually complete the missions....

OH SPEAK OF THE DEVIL AND HE SUDDENLY TALKS TO ME. "OH WE GOT OWASELVES A WIHLD ONE GURL, LOOK SHAHP." That's carrot talk for "go do my work for me, slave" I turned on my phone, in which the carrots face (we'll just call him Mr.K for future reference) appeared and began to, if you will, "lay it on me"

"NOW LISTEN HURR, YOU'VE GOTTA GO GET DEM PRODUCE AT DAT STO OVA DUR, THEY BE SOME CRAAAAAAZY ZUCCINIS THAT BE TRY'N TO CHOKE PPL AND SHIZZ." I will not translate that, I'm hoping you can interpret it yourself, you can read, right?

Walking in the still pouring rain, I conveniently approached a convenience store that was conveniently named "Convience" and walked through the front door. What stood in front of me were an army of zuccinis, all faced in my direction.

SHIT WAS ABOUT TO GET REAL. <to be continued>

-Terrible Story #18

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EVERBODY WAS PERSONIFIGHTING by Kuraiinu

I'm writing this in the form of a video game script kthxbye

Kurai: It's too strong! We're gonna have to use drastic measures!

Kenta: I'm already on my last legs nngh, what should we do guys?

Doubie: I HAVE A CUNNING IDEA.

*doubie turns her attention at Kenta and Kurai with an epic look in her face*

Doubie: KURA. YOUR....PER...SOOONAAAA <---*spoken in an epic whisper with like 500 reverbs on it*

Kurai: RIGHT! *picks card from pocket*

OK NOW I WRITING IT IN STORY FORM

Kurai picked up the blue card in his pocket and summoned a persona. "I SUMMON THEE, MAHBAWLS, COME FORTH NOWWW!!" A blue light emanated from the card and turned into the biggest pair of balls you have ever seen, they were all dressed up in a suit with a top hat like a broadway performer it was so dazzling Kenta couldn't help but be at awe at the sight so much that his mouth actually dropped to the ground, Doubie snort laughing at him.

"THIS IS. MY. PERSONA." Kurai stood there nodding at his persona, as if they had an agreement. He then turned his attention toward the others. "YOUR PERSONAS GUYS. DO IT NOW." Doubie picked her card and summoned forth her persona. "I CALL FORTH OHAILYESH. COME FORTH NOWWW" Her persona was in the shape of a random anime girl with a dark blue top hat who resembled someone from a popular video game about TVs and shit I dunno. Kenta summoned forth his persona next. "I CALL FORTH THE ONE WHO CALLS THEMSELF ANBA" Upon summoning his persona, the others looked at him with extreme suprise. What stood in front of them was the sleeping body of Anba, wearing banana pajamas and sucking her thumb, holding a pillow next to her. She suddenly awoke, and stared at everyone with a half-sleepy face.

"WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING HERE. I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW"

TOO BE CONTINUED

-Terrible Story #17

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Doubie the Carrot-Tamer Prologue BY KURAIINU☆

This might be my best work yet.

The bright morning sky blanketed the atmosphere with a beautiful velvet layer of reds and oranges, painting a beautiful picture too wonderful to not want a picture of.

My name is Doubie, and I am a carrot-tamer. I guess you could chalk it down to rotten luck? Yeah, rotten luck just like all the damn vegetables I have to deal with on a daily basis.

It all began one day in the middle of summer vacation, I had just finished my morning yoga excersize after helping out at the local Tone-Deaf-Children-who-can't-Sing-for-shit's House, and it seemed like any other day, ya know?

However, I noticed that in the middle of the field was an ingrown weed, and I was like "OH HELLZ NO THIS SHIT AIN'T FLYIN' HOMES" and went to dispose of the little bugger. As I uprooted it a spirit flew out of it, in the shape of a carrot. "YO MAIN, WHY YOU BE ALL UP IN MAH ROOTS LIKE THAT?!" The carrot spoke in old-style slang, fortunately my daily lessons with Karu payed off well so I was able to interpret his speech. I did my best to communicate back to him as well as I could, "YO, YOU BE LAYIN' UP ON DEESE FOLK'S YAHD SO LIKE YEAH DAT AIN'T KUL YA GOT ME?" And the carrot spirit suddenly flew into me, filled with extreme anger. Upon doing so, all my senses were altered, and I could see, hear, feel, smell, and taste carrot. I saw my body sparkling a bright orange, it felt invigorating, this immense power.

"THIS BE DA POWER OF CARRUT, SINCE YOU BE TRYIN TO STEAL MAH HOMES, YOU BEST TAKE CARE OF DEM OTHA VEGGIES DAT BE POPULATIN' DA WORLD, YA DIG?"

AND SUDDENLY ALL THE GROUND SHOOK AND MILLIONS OF EVIL VEGGIES ROSE UP AND STARTED ATTACKING ME, BUT WITH THE POWER OF MY UTILITY CARROT I ZAPPED DEM BITCHES LIKE THE PRODUCE THEY ARE.

And yeah, that's how I ended up here, yerp.

☆EXTREMELY HEART-WRENCHING EMMY AWARD WINNING STORY #16☆

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I Bet He's Gay (Shoujo Fanfiction) by Caspy [Part 3]

Goddammit. Why do you people want this thing. It's so fucking terrible.

Chapter 3: The Sparkly Group Date

Mong: It’s you… /tear runs down cheek.

Doubie then looked at the dude and grabbed him by the collar.

Doubie: BITCH. WHAT YOU DO TO MONG?

The dude: Heey. I did nothing. I don’t even know her.

Mong: D-doubie! I-it’s fine… I-I just can’t hold it in any longer… M-my… BLADDER. I NEED TO PEE. Be right back.

No, seriously. I had to pee. I’ve been holding it in for WAAAY too long.

When I came out of the bathroom, Doubie and the guy was no longer there. Suddenly, I got a text message from Doubie. “Dude, u just left me n an awkward moment after what u just said, so I left. Cya.” Whoops. My bad. I then got a text message from Kenta. “Meet my beautiful self at the “Café Infinity” on the 2nd floor.”

I had 2 options. To go meet up with them on the second floor or I can just ditch them, but then I’d just look like a COMPLETE asshole. I got nothing better to do anyways. Might as well go and see. When I reached the second floor, the guy I just met was sitting next to Katie. Woah. Such a shoujo “coincidence.”

Katie: MOOONG! OVER HEEERE~!!!

I went and sat on the only vacant chair… next to Kenta :(.

Kenta: What took you so long? You shouldn’t keep my wonderful self waiting for too lo---

I stomped his foot to make him shut up.

Guy from the fight: Oh. You’re that girl who needed to pee!

Mong: Yes. I’m the girl who needed to pee. And you’re the guy who fights like a ballerina!

Haru: Woaaah. You guys already met? You got in a fight again? Mmmyyyyyy~~~ You’re so naughty. Hee heee. Apol, why can’t you be as manly as him?

Apol: He fights like a fucking balleri---

Haru: I don’t wanna hear your excuses.

Apol: I CAN BE MANLY, TOO! ARM WRESTLE ME, GUYRIN.

-Apol loses-

Apol: FUUUUCKKK!!! –dramatic tears goes into tea cup-

So his name as GuyRin… I knew it. He was the boy I met 4 years ago…

Katie: Oh. I forgot to properly introduce him. This is my boyfriend, Guyrin. Isn’t he such a tall, handsome guy? He can be a bit blunt, though. He’s actually in a boy band and they’re about to debut sometime around March!

Guyrin: You’re telling her too much. Come on, baby. Embrace me in public.

Haru: Myyyy~~ You’re soooo boold. Why can’t you be bold like him, Apol?

Apol: -strips-

Fangirls: KYAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kenta: DON’T IGNORE MEE!!!

Haru: OH! APOL! WHY ARE YOU SHOWING YOUR BODY TO ALL THESE GIRLS!

Apol: I-I just wanted to make you happy QAQ!!

Haru: If you wanna make me happy… come here… let’s go into that convenient bathroom right there~

She took Apol into the bathroom and locked the door.

Guyrin: Ohshit. Time to leave.

As we left, these were the last words we heard from Apol and Haru.

Apol: APOL MANLYYYY TIIIIIIIIMEEE!!!!

Haru: AHH! YESS!! YEEESSS! THAT’S IT!! A BIT HARDER!!! NOW FASTER!!!

Apol: TAKE THAT!! YEAAAAHH!!!!

Haru: OH YEAAAH!!! USE THAT TINY DI-----

And that was all we heard as we left.

We went into this extremely expensive store full of clothing. We were going shopping I guess. I wasn’t really interested nor did I have the money to buy anything.

Kenta: Hey, Mong! You’d totally look good in this! Also with these jeans… And oh! This accessory, this hat, OMG! YOU’D LIKE, TOTALLY LOOK CUTE IN THIS, TOO! DON’T YOU THINK THIS DRESS IS SO PRETTY?

Mong: …Are you sure you were supposed to be born a guy?

Kenta: HEY. Guys can have good taste in clothing, too~ /sparkles.

Mong: Don’t you think you’d look good with those short shorts?

Kenta: OH MY GOD!!! You’re RIGHT! HOLD ON!

He went into the changing room and then came out. I can’t believe he was actually doing it. Wow. He finally came out.

Kenta: How do I look? /shines.

At that moment, I felt a really weird, obsessive stare from Katie.

Katie: Legs…

Kenta: Ahh~ Aren’t you attracted to my beautifully, toned, sexy, pretty legs?

Katie: Legs… /rub rub rub.

Kenta: I can see that you’re worshipping me /hair flip

Katie: /rub rub rub rub rub rub rub

Kenta: Okay, you can stop now.

Katie: /rub rub rub rub rub rub rub rub rub rub rub rub rub rub rub

Kenta: GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU FREAK.

Katie: /RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB

Kenta: AHHHH!!!!!

And Kenta started running away and around the mall… with short shorts on.

Katie: LEEEGGSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And Katie chased after him of course.

Store employee: HEY! YOU HAVE TO PAY FOR THAT! COME BAACCKKK!!!!

Guyrin: I’ll pay for it.

Store employee: That’ll be $94.79, please.

Guyrin: Here you go.

Mong: Woah. You’re so generous. Are all of you rich or something?

Guyrin: Eh. Somewhat. I’ll just make him pay me back plus interest rate anyways.

We started walking out of the store to see Katie and Kenta speeding around the mall.

Mong: …Did she always have an obsession with legs?

Guyrin: Yeah… It all started when she had a dream that her son would have perfect legs. Ever since then, she had a craving for rubbing legs.

Mong: You guys are so fucking sparkly yet so fucking weird… except for you. You’re the only normal one.

Guyrin: Thank you?

Mong: No. That’s a bad thing. It means you’re boring. And now I’m stuck with yo----

Girls #819: KYAAA!!! ANGEL KENTA-SAMA IS IN SHORT SHORTS! LET’S ALL CHASE AFTER HIM, TOO!!!!!

All crazy chicks: KYAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh, shit. They started running really fast and a big crowd of girls was about to run over me. This is the part where Guyrin, the magical bishounen is supposed to save me. Guyrin then got a cup of water out of nowhere, unbuttoned his shirt, and poured it down him. He flipped his hair and sparkled and faced the demonic group of girls.

Guyrin: Stop. /seductive voice

The group of girls then stopped.

Guyrin: Sit.

They sat like dogs.

Guyrin: Fall.

Girls: Kyaaa~~~~

And they all fainted and swooned

Mong: Why is every girl in town so damn stupid?

Guyrin: Come on. Let’s go do something fun since you’re so bored.

He grabbed me into a random hallway.

Mong: What are you doing?

He suddenly cornered me. I could see his abs and pecs closing in on me. I could feel his breath and his stare engulfing my body.

Mong: Woah there. You’re getting a little close. S-stop it.

And then, all of a sudden, I could see a girl watching us in shock… It was Katie.

-Terrible Story #15

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I Bet He's Gay (Shoujo Fanfiction) by Caspy [Part 2.5]

Chapter 2.5: Let’s Have a Cliché Childhood Story! Also, why is Mong a bitch?

It was a hot summer day. The birds were singing, I could see a rainbow, the breeze was nice, and I fucking hate everything. I want to go back home.

I was at my grandpa’s house for summer vacation and every day I would become tired as fuck. Sure, I love my grandpa and all but this work is so tiresome. He was a strong, old man who had a farm all to himself. His name was Sunny B. Mcphills. He came from my mom’s side of the family and everyone just called him Sun. Every single day I had to wake up early and do all these chores: cleaning cow manure, collect chicken eggs, milking the cows, and all this other unwanted work. One day, I saw a really expensive glass bottle that had some sort of liquid in it. I kind of wanted to drink it.

Mong: Hey, Grandpa! I think you should let me drink that for all the hard work I’ve been doing!

Grandpa Sun: That’s illegal, girl. You’re only 9. Once you’re old enough I’ll let you try some of that.

Mong: EEHH? But by the time I’m old enough, you would have already drank it all.

Grandpa Sun: Then let’s make a promise. If you continue to work hard until you’re old enough, we can drink any wine you want.

Mong: That doesn’t sound like it’s worth it…

Grandpa Sun: I’ll make you a deal, then. I’ll stop sleeping with random men---- [JUST KIDDING. THAT’S NOT WHAT HE REALLY SAID]

-What he really said-

Grandpa Sun: I’ll make you a deal, then. When you’re old enough, we’ll drink whatever wine you want PLUS I’ll let you see what’s inside my treasure box and let you have whatever is inside if you keep working hard every summer without complaining

Gramps had never let me go even near his sparkly treasure box. One time I almost came close to touching it and he picked me up then threw me into cow manure. I knew not to ever come close to it ever again. But now, I have the opportunity to and I am REALLY curious.

Mong: DEAL!

Grandpa Sun patted me and gave a big smile. I knew that I had to come back here every summer now, but somehow, I didn’t mind much.

I continued to work at Grandpa’s farm every year as hard as I could. When I had turned 13 and summer had started again, I went to Grandpa’s farm. When I arrived, there were firemen surrounding his house; it was on fire.

I couldn’t believe what was happening. My parents who had brought me here were in shock as well. They covered my eyes and tried to shield me away from the event. When I heard them crying, I pulled their hands off. What was in front of me was Grandpa; dead in the arms of the fireman who just came out of the house. The promise was dead now. Grandpa couldn’t keep it. He’s dead. He’s dead…

When the fire had settled away, I went into the ruined house and we looked around for what could have remained. Nobody knew how the fire came about. My grandpa was always a careful man. Everything that could’ve started the fire was turned off and he wasn’t a smoker either.

While walking around, I saw my mom. She gave me the box.

Mong’s mom: Your grandpa wanted to give you this.

I took the box… But I didn’t want to open it. I’m not old enough… Maybe the promise could be fulfilled… at least half of it…

My parents decided to sell Grandpa Sun’s land. The family that took it was gay. There were two men and they had one child who was adopted. The child was named Aniki. He was an adorable shoutaface that loved to play video games and had pretty legs, too. I pleaded the family if I could work on the farm during the summer and they agreed.

One day, Aniki ran from home because while chasing a pretty butterfly. For some reason, he took my treasure box that Grandpa gave to me, too. Everyone started to freak out.

Muscular husband: TIME TO GET ON MY MANLY MOTORCYCLE AND HEAD OUT.

Housewife husband: HOLLY FUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! –faints-

Mong: SHOUTAAFAACE. WHEEERE AAREE YOUUU?!!!!

While I was looking for little Aniki, I found a good looking boy about my age. He was playing with little Aniki. He was dancing around… practicing ballet.

Mong: Wow. You’re pretty good.

Boy: WOAH.

The boy was blushing. I guess he was embarrassed that he was found out about his unmanly hobby. I could see that little Aniki was amused. Wait, hold on. I don’t see the treasure box.

Mong: Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt your unmanly dancing.

Boy: SHUT UP.

Mong: If you’re embarrassed by it, then you shouldn’t do it in the first place. Be proud about it or else you’ll end up half-assing it. Come on, shoutaface. Your parents are looking for you.

Little Aniki came to me. And grabbed my hand.

Boy: I’ll become a professional dancer one day.

Mong: Uhuh. I didn’t come here to listen about your life story. See ya.

Boy: Wait. Aren’t you looking for this?

He took out the box from behind him.

Mong: Give that back!

I reached out from him but he dodged and then suddenly, he lifted me up and carried me on his shoulder.

Mong: PUT ME BACK DOWN, YOU BASTARD!!!

Little Aniki started pointing and laughing at me.

Boy: You have a bad mouth, girl. I should discipline you.

The boy was about to threw me into the nearest river and just when he was about to, I managed to reach down and punched his balls, causing both of us to fall into the river; we both became incredibly wet.

Mong: Uuuugh. You idiot!

Boy: T-t-that’s illegal!

Mong: HELL IT IS! WHERE’S THE BOX?

I searched around furiously for it.

Boy: I still have it you know.

I tackled him down into the river.

Mong: GIVE IT BACK!!!

Boy: AGH!!! HEY. I CAN SEE THROUGH YOUR CLOTHING!

Mong: ACKK!!!

I covered myself. This can’t be happening. I’m playing around in the river while having my body being exposed to a guy who had stolen my box. You know what? Fuck it. Who cares if I’m exposed? I’m not gonna let him over-power me.

Mong: SO WHAT?!

I kicked him across the face. For some reason, after the boy got back up, he started laughing.

Mong: What’s so funny?

Boy: I never had someone kick me so hard before. What’s your name? I’m Guyrin.

Mong: I don’t need to tell you.

Guyrin: Tell me and I’ll give you back this shiny box.

Mong: Ugh. Fine. I’m Mong.

Guyrin: Alright, here.

He gave a big smile. While I reached over to grab it, he took my arm and kissed my lips. Little Aniki stared in amazement.

Little Aniki: Oooooooooooohhhhhhh~

After he released me, I just took the box and walked away, taking Aniki’s hand.

Guyrin: What? No reaction?

Mong: You’re a terrible kisser.

I looked back and gave him a smile.

Mong: Thanks for playing with little Aniki, you asshole. I hope to never see you again.

While I started walking again, he called out to me again.

Guyrin: HEY!

Mong: WHAT?!!

Guyrin: YOUR GRANDMA’S NAME IS TOMIE, RIGHT? NO WONDER YOU’RE A BITCH.

[To be continued of Guyrin’s and Mong’s romantic history. AHHAHAHAHHAHAHA.]

And that is why Mong is a bitch. Also, if you haven’t read Tomie yet, here’s a link: http://www.mangareader.net/1109/tomie.html

-Terrible Story #14

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I Bet He's Gay (Shoujo Fanfiction) by Caspy [Part 2]

Chapter 2: Kenta, you are an angel.

He suddenly pecked my right cheek and looked away. For some reason, he was incredibly red. Why was he blushing so hard? Is he that inexperienced? Or perhaps…

Doubie: EEWWWW. GROOOSS. YOU TWO GET A FUCKING ROOM. THE HELL IS THIS SHIT. PDA? HEELLOOO.

Kenta: Doubie, don’t be jealous just because you haven’t felt this soft, luscious lip----

And Doubie punched him in the gut incredibly hard, but before his fangirls would notice and rage at Doubie, girl #7 or whatever girl # it is because I’ve totally lost count came in and panicked.

Girl #7(?): HOLY FUUUCK. ANBA IS ABOUT TO JUMP OFF A ROOOOOFFF. DUUUDETTES. WHAT DO WE DO?!!

Doubie: I HAVE A PLAN –sparkles- KENTA!!! –points- GO TO THE ROOF TOP WHILE ME AND MONG DISTRACT HIM. STOP ANBA BEFORE HE DOES SOMETHING STUPID.

Kenta: F-f-fuck y-you… W-why me... You j-j-just punched…. MY BEAAUTIFUL BOODYYYY!!!! YOU THINK YOU GET TO TOUCH THESE GORGEOUS 4-PACS? THEY’RE ALMOST GAINING THEIR SHAPE AS A 6-PAC, TOO!!! JUST A LITTLE MORE A---

Mong: Shut up and follow Doubie’s plan. It’s an order.

Kenta: WHAT? YOU ALREADY USED YOUR THREE.

Mong: YOU DIDN’T EVEN DO THE LAST ONE CORRECTLY, THE FUCK IS THAT? IT WAS A PECK. NOT A KIS---

Girl #8 from the outside: -screams like a little girl- ANBA!! NOOO!!!!

Kenta: UUUGH!!! FIIIINE.

Me and Doubie went outside and Kenta went up to the roof. There was Anba, the shouta. He was standing at the cliff with his eyes closed, feeling the wind.

Doubie: DUDE. GET OFF THERE NOOWWW.

Anba: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mong: SUICIDE IS NOT THE ANSWER. THIS IS DISHONORABLE TO YOUR FAMILY.

Anba: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT, MONG!

Everyone: -GASP-!!!

Anba: YOU STOLE MY ANGEL OF LIGHT. THE ONE WHO TOOK ME OUT OF THIS DARK WORLD. THE BEAUTIFUL MAN, KENTA-SAMA!!! HIS VOICE, HIS BODY, EVERYTHING. HE ISN’T SUPPOSED TO BE YOURS. WHY YOU SO SELFISH, HUH? WHY SO SEELLFFIIISH.

Girls (and some gay guys): YEAAAH!!! LOOK WHAT YOU DONE, YOU BITCH.

What is going on anymore…? I don’t even know. Everyone was staring evily at me. Their eyes were crimson with various desires to kill.

Bitch #8: ANBA. DON’T DO IT. LIVE ON, SO YOU CAN TAKE REVENGE ON MONG WITH THE REST OF US!!!

Anba: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DO YOU THINK ANGEL KENTA-SAMA WILL LOVE US IF WE TOOK AWAY THE ONE THAT HE LOVES? I RATHER DIE FIVE TIMES THAN HAVE HIM HATE ME.

All the girls gasped in realization. Seriously, why do shoujo bitches never realize that their boy candy will hate them if they touch his girl.

Guy #1: ANBA!!! WE KNOW HOW YOU FEEL. JUST GET DOOWN!!!

Anba: GOODBYE, CRUEL WORLD! WITH MY ANGEL CAGED AWAY, THERE IS JUST NO REASON TO LIVE IN THIS WORLD.

And then Kenta conveniently busts open the roof door.

Kenta: I HAVE HEARD EVERYTHING!!! ANBA, DON’T!!!

Anba: ANGEL KENTA-SAMA!!!!

Girls (and some gay guys): KYAAAA!!!! ANGEL KENTA-SAMAA!!!!

Man, this getting so fucking annoying. And apparently everyone calls him Angel Kenta-sama now.

Anba: I’m sorry Angel Kenta-sama… I just can’t live here anymore.

Kenta grabbed Anba’s hand and moved him away from the cliff. He hugged him in a shining embrace. Anba’s eyes started tearing up and hugged back tightly as if clinging that this would be his last and final hug.

Kenta: I love you, Anba…

Everyone: WHAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTT?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kenta: -throws Anba away into the corner- *stands up* /takes spotlight. I LOVE EVERY ONE OF YOU!!! –sparkle- WITHOUT YOUR SUPPORT, MY LIFE WOULD NEVER BE AS HAPPY AS TODAY. ALL OF YOU ARE THE ANGELS TO MY HEART. ALL OF YOU. THANK YOU SO MUCH, AND THANK YOU!

The usual: ANGEL KENTA-SAMA!!!

And while people were worshipping Kenta, Anba was thrown in the corner with his spotlight taken; but he didn’t care. He was too dazed in the fact that he was able to hug Kenta and feel the touch of his smooth-skinned hand.

Later that day when school ended, Kenta came up to me and took me by the arm. All the girls started giving me glares. The glares felt more intense this time. Being Kenta’s girlfriend is more dangerous than I thought.

Mong: H-hold up! Stop pulling me! What’s with the rush?

Kenta: We’re going on a group date!

Mong: WAIT WHAT? SO SHORT NOTICED.

Shit. I can’t order him to not force me to go since I already used up my three orders and also the stares. It’s pieerciiing my boodd-----

Mong: Waahh!!!

Somehow I slipped on something and almost fell, but then Kenta caught me and held me to his chest.

Kenta: Careful there! Or did you just wanted to feel my strong, beautiful body? –smiles- /teeth sparkles.

Bitch #41: Ahhh~ Angel Kenta-sama. I feel so sorry for you. Having to date such a klutz. OHOHOHOHOHO~

Bitch #83: Oooh~ But maybe she just wanted to touch his body, so she faked it. Such an unworthy girl for you, Angel Kenta-sam----

Kenta: Please don’t talk about my girlfriend like that. It’s insulting. Are you saying that I have bad taste in girls? That my decisions are stupid? I don’t think you guys have the right to tell me those things.

Bitch #41 and 83: W-wait! That’s not what w---

Kenta: Let’s go, Mong.

And then the two bitches went to sob in their little corners after that. And while we were walking out to meet Kenta’s friends, Kenta was being overly-satisfied.

Kenta: Don’t you think I looked so cool back there? –smiles and hairflips- /sparkle

Mong: Uuugh. Just shut up. Where are we going? Where are your friends?

Kenta: To the mall down town. My friends aren’t from this school.

When we got there, they were such sparkly people. It’s like beautiful people attracted each other or something. And they stood out so much. There were 5 in total, including me and Kenta.

Kenta: Heey! Sorry for keeping you guys waiting!

Sparkly Guy #2: Eeeh. And that’s your girlfriend?

Sparkly Girl #1: She’s so pretty! What’s your name?

Mong: I-I’m Mong. ^_^;;

Sparkly Girl #1: I’m Katie. :D The uke-looking guy over there is Apol and right next to him is Haru.

I whispered to Kenta: (Hey, isn’t this a group date? Wouldn’t she feel left out?)

Kenta: Yo, Katie. Where’s your boyfriend?

Katie: Oh, he’s coming. He lives farther from here than everyone, so it can take a while.

Mong: I’m gonna go to the bathroom.

I felt really awkward being around them.

When I was about to head in to the bathroom, everyone started heading towards the direction of Kenta and the others while giggling and drooling. When I looked back at them, they were all having a sparkling fashion show. Each one of them would walk down a lane, do a pose, then walking back like a model. All the guys and girls were cheering so much.

Suddenly, two guys were fighting in front of me. The one ahead of me I could only see his back but he was a tall guy with a strong physique who gave an odd, nostalgic feeling and the one in front of him was a guy that was about just as tall and he had tattoos all around his arms with spiky black hair.

Tattoo guy: FUCK YOU. STEALIN’ MAH GIRL LIKE THAT? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? I’M GONNA RIP THE SHIT OUT OF YOU LIKE A MOFO.

Oddly nostalgic dude: Shut up. I had nothing to do with your girl, she was the one that came on to me. Besides, it’s not my fault that you were too much of a douche that she left you.

The tattoo guy started to swiftly punch and kick him all over the place and the other guy just kept dodging them like a fucking ballerina. They were going around so quickly and his amazing ballerina skills were so distracting, I didn’t notice that they were coming close to me. Suddenly, they became so close that when nostalgic guy dodged, the punch came through and was about to land on me until suddenly ninja!Doubie came and blocked it! And then she destroyed everyone and the whole world and everyone died and they died happily ever after. The end.

Okay. I lied. So, when Doubie blocked it she flipped the tattoo guy and was like:

Doubie: HEY, BITCH. WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?

When the tattoo guy got up he’s like:

Tattoo guy: OOOH. OOOOOH. FUUUCK. YOU’RE THAT ONE CHICK. KAY BYE.

And then he ran away. We all watched him run like a mofo.

Nostalgic guy: -Takes Mong by the shoulder- You look familiar…

I turned around to finally see his face… and when I did, for some reason, a tear came down my cheek.

Mong: It’s you…

-insert dramatic music-

-Terrible Story #13

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I Bet He's Gay (Shoujo Fanfiction) by Caspy

Intro: A relationship with benefits. ________ 

Dear mother, today I got confessed by a gay guy. I don't know why. He told me to meet up at the roof-top and for some reason, it was way windier than the weather channel said it would be. This guy was really metro sexual. He had silky hair with a scent of lemons and pineapples. His finger nails were done so well that they glistened and they were perfectly cut. And I mean PEERFECTT. Like you had to sit there for 2 hours in order to make them look perfect like he did. And he had a really girly face and a nice physique. I swear his legs look better than mine, too. And for that, I am COMPLETELY in remorse. Oh, and this is what happened:

(Gay) Guy: PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME!

He bowed down. Without looking at me. Why. Bruce Lee had always taught me that you must always look at your opponent in the eyes EVEN when you're bowing.

(Gay) Guy: I REALLY LIKE YOU! I HAVE ALWAYS ADMIRED YOU FROM FAR AWAY!

I...I. What.

(Gay) Guy: And of course, you can't say no because I'm just so beautiful~!! -flips hair-

This guy was completely full of himself. But as I ponder about it, he seemed to be pretty desperate. Maybe I should take this opportunity.

Girl: Only if you pay me to say yes.

(Gay) Guy: WHAT? WHY? Don't you understand I'm the most popular guy in school? I'm good at sports, I have like the best grades in the class, I'm basically fucking perfect and awesome at everything I do. There's always roses and sparkles and other (gay) stuff around me~ Not to mention I am just damn sex----

Girl: Shut up and pay up or I'm going.

Seriously. What's wrong with this dude? Here he is "confessing" to me but he ends up talking about how much he loves himself.

(Gay) Guy: I will pay you with my bod---

I walked away.

(Gay) Guy: WAIT! FINE! HOW MUCH!

Girl: Just buy me lunch everyday would be fine. Plus 5 bucks for the drink. And you must do three things I ask you to do everyday.

(Gay) Guy: What the hell? You spend 5 bucks on a drink? And why do I have to obey you? I AM THE MAN IN THE RELATIONSHI---

Girl: I'm going to leave now if you're just gonna complain.

(Gay) Guy: FINE!

He really is desperate. Wow. I didn't expect him to agree.

Girl: Why me, by the way? 

(Gay) Guy: Because you're the only girl who hasn't fallen in love with me. Haven't you seen those girls who take constant pictures of me, stalk me to my home, steal my stuff so they could cuddle it at night, and all those other creepy stuff?

Girl: I only saw the first part of what you said.

(Gay) Guy: EXACTLY. Because you don't stalk me. Anyways, women are a pain. 

Girl: I thought you said you admired me.

(Gay) Guy: I admire that you're not in love with me. But to not be in love with me... Could it be... that you'r----- Wait. Where'd she go?

I got tired of listening to him.

And thus, that was the start of my new relationship. With benefits.

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Chapter 1: Let's test your heterosexuality.

My name is Mong and I'm a junior in high school. Somehow, though, I got caught up in a relationship with a guy who I think might be gay. And apparently, I'm supposed to walk with him to school.

(Gay) Guy: Heeeeyyyy seexxxy. Don't you think today's such a sexy day? Especially when two sexy people like us are walking together.

This idiot here is named Kenta. He's a complete narcissist and we just happened to be going out.

Mong: You're embarrassing. Now shut up and hold my hand. You want us to look like a couple, right?

Kenta: H-h-holding hands? So bold of you... That's what I like about you bab--

Mong: First order. Do not talk in such an idiotic way. You're embarrassing. And you will refer to me as "ma'am" and treat me with the up-most respect as you would to a woman in a high position.

Kenta: You ask for too much.

Mong: If you don't, I'll break up with you.

Kenta: Yes, ma'am. I am very honored to hold hands with you.

And so we did. While we were walking to school, I noticed some girls started whispering to each other.

Girl 1: NOOO!!! KENTA-SAMA FOUND A GIRLFRIEND? WHYY!!!! WHAT A BITCH.

Girl 2: Kenta-sama is supposed to be everyone's!!! Now this bitch is gonna think she's all that... Just because she's a little pretty... UGH!!! WHY KENTA-SAMA? WHY DID YOU LET SOMEONE STEAL YOUR HEART!!! /bitchsobmorebitchsobbing

That was basically all I heard and payed attention to. It seemed too stupid for me to even care.

When we got to class everyone was staring at us. For some reason, even the guys looked depressed. What? Kenta even attracted guys? He probably didn't go out with any of the dudes because knowing his egotistical self, he doesn't think any of them is good enough for him. Or maybe he's afraid that homosexuality will effect his popularity. A closet homosexual who cares too must about his status? Seems likely. Anyways, while I was thinking all of this, I wasn't paying attention to class and the teacher banged my table with a ruler.

Teacher: I'm sorry that my class is so boring.

He gave an annoyed look and his tone was incredibly sarcastic.

Mong: I'm on my period.

And with that, he shut up and continued on with the class. I always knew he was uncomfortable when it came to the talk of "women's special problems." Everyone gave an awkward stare at me but eh. It was worth it.

It was finally lunch time and I sat alone while waiting for Kenta to bring me my lunch. Suddenly, these girls came up to me.

Girl 3: You think that you're so great, huh? What does Kenta even like about you? I mean sure you're a little pretty but that's like the ONLY thing you have. You don't even have proper etiquette.

Girl 4: You fucking piss me off. You know that? Stupid slut. Kenta's sooo muuch better than you. He's amazing at sports, first in class, and he's so daamn hot. And look at you. You dare ask him out?

Girl 3: What's your secret, huh? Blackmail? I bet it's blackmail. You're horrible. Stupid wh---

Girl 5: HEEEY. YOU LITTLE FUCKTARDS. GTFO. 

And they scrammed off immediately. 

Girl 5: What a bunch of cowards. Why didn't you say anything to them?

Mong: I found it kinda amusing. Haha.

This girl here is named Doubie. She's my best friend and also placed third in class. She never studies, though and somehow she's able to make it third. If she actually tried then Kenta would probably lose his position. But she's increeedibbllly lazy, so I don't see that happening anytime soon. The girls are afraid of her because there's always rumors of her beating up and punishing gangs one-handedly. They're not true, though. In fact, it's a secret that she spread those herself. People believe it though because she used to be a black belt in karate. 

Doubie: Well, I'm not always gonna be there to shut them up. Anyways, I never knew you liked Kenta. So cliche' of you. -disappointmentface-

Mong: Yah... Things happen...

Kenta: Ma'am, I am back with your food. Sorry to keep you waiting.

He entered with a very prince-like aura and gave off a smile full of sparkles and flowers. All the girls started squealing when they looked at him and then they went into hardcore depression when they came to a realization.

When I looked at the food, it was a salad, bread and butter, tater tots, and a side of fruits. How boring. The only thing I liked on the plate was the 5 bucks but I ate it all anyways, 'cause it's free.

Mong: Feed me.

Kenta: W-what?

Mong: I said feed me. That's an order.

His hesitation only confirmed my suspicions of his homosexuality more.

Kenta: Alright, pretty lady. Say aahhh.

Mong: That's stupid. Just put it in my mouth.

He shoved the salad into my mouth a bit too forcefully.

Mong: Ow! That hurt! What are you doing?

Kenta: O-OH! I'm sorry, ma'am. Forgive me!

I could hear the girls whispering even louder, so I decided to do something that would piss them off even more. I also wanted to test Kenta's heterosexuality even more.

Mong: The only way to make me feel better is if you kiss me.

Kenta: W-what?!!!!

Mong: It's an order.

Kenta: I-I....

Mong: Well? If you don't, you know what will happen.

Kenta: Ugh. What the hell.

He suddenly pecked my right cheek and looked away. For some reason, he was incredibly red. Why was he blushing so hard? Is he that inexperienced? Or perhaps...(To be continued. Or this is the end 'cause I'm too lazy to continue writing. So it's like... TO BE ENDED)

Terrible Story #12

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That time when fudou licked kidou's eyebrows-- by Mong because doubie asked

(I'm sorry, Inazuma, I keep defiling your lovely characters. Also, sorry, English Language, the stuff in this is pretty atrocious.) THAT TIME WHEN FUDOU LICKED KIDOU'S EYEBROWS When Kidou noticed Fudou staring at his eyebrows the first time, he did not make much of a note of it. Because, after all, it wasn't like his goggles were very animated. They were like huge glassy lens that didn't really do anything. In comparison, his eyebrows were much more lively and moved a lot with the tenacity of inchworms. By the fifteenth time, Kidou was aware something was up. He knew his eyebrows were things of beauty-- beauty only rivaled by the graceful curve of an eagle's wing, but really, even the elegance of those two coffee-coloured arches did not warrant the lavish attention Fudou was slathering on it. Maybe he should stop doing that weekly eyebrow routine where he plucked his eyebrows. It would mean that that he would have to lose the perfectly calculated curve that he had slaved over for weeks and weeks, but the looks he was getting from Fudou were starting to become increasingly disconcertingly awkward because he kept looking at them like they were made of cotton candy or something or the like and Kidou believed that a sacrifice was in order. After a few weeks, Kidou became very irritated because he realised that Fudou had not stopped staring. In fact, now he just stared at them all the time. And Kidou realised that despite his now crooked curvatures (which he thought would give him a very veyr rugged charm), he rather enjoyed the two emerald orbs with endless voids of depth latched onto him all the time. So he let his eyebrows grow like the free appendages they were, and enjoyed the deep green pits look into his eyebrows and soul every single day. Then one day Coach Kudou told Kidou that he needed to pluck them again or something, because he was beginning to look like a caveman. Kidou was shocked and very very upset. 'WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME' he cried in melancholy, the sound laced with dread and despair. Then Fudou came in. And then Kidou began to feel his heart beating all doki doki, like a shoujo manga except much manlier and a thousand times more exciting, and then Fudou looked into his eyebrows and soul with his evergreen eyes and said with his beautiful tenor soaring across the stale air of the room, 'So i heard Coach wanted you to fix those eyebrows'. Kidou nodded. Then Fudou closed in really really close to Kidou, so close he could see the strands of his hair in high definition like the 1080p option on Youtube, and extended his tongue out. Unfortunately for Fudou, his chin later sustained a huge goggle-shaped injury because he rmmed into them when he stuck his tongue out. By now Kidou was all blushy and stammery, eyes wide open and staring into those green eyes, green like the matrix or some hacking program and Kidou felt like he would be trapped in them forever (because he was not keanu reeves and because he didn't know any coding) and then he felt this wet feeling on his eyebrows and felt shocked like a shocked thing. 'Hmm. Tastes floral,' Fudou said and his voice sounded like a choir of male angels. Kidou was glad that even with the weeks of no-attention, his eyebrows still retained the floral scent of Clairol that he once applied on his brow every sunday at 5am. And then at nighttime, fudou helped kidou shave those eyebrows and it took a long time (if you know what i mean). kidou did not know he was that sensitive (if you know what i mean). the residual pain of losing his eyebrows stayed for a long time and made them late to practise (i hope you know what that means, because i sure don't).

Terrible Story #11