let's save seoul! [1/2] - SuJu+2, PG-13
let’s save seoul! [1/2]
paralyzing_time and my LJ-less friend Angelina :3
crack; pg-13; suju+2, lots of ninja!bias pairings, unicorn!Zhou Mi, you get the point...
2863 words (this part)
In which Super Junior and others become Sailor Scouts and fight the evilness of SME.
warnings: crack, lameness
notes: moving shit.
One day, Heechul woke up and the sun was shining and the birds were singing outside like how it was almost every morning, except Heechul noticed that he wasn’t wearing his pajamas; he was wearing a sailor outfit with a heart that said SJ clasping the collar, elbow-length white gloves, a super short blue mini-skirt, and knee-high red leather boots with heels. What he also noticed (after much self groping) was that he was still a guy. He still had a flat chest and a dick between his legs. So he did the most natural thing to do after such a realization.
He screamed. Not quite like a girl, but not quite like a man either.
His bedroom door suddenly slammed open and in came a man wearing a tuxedo and a white mask. Heechul pulled the covers up to conceal his current clothing and threw the nearest thing at the stranger, which happened to be a brick that magically appeared out of nowhere.
The poor stranger of course got hit by the magical brick and fell to the floor in agonizing pain.
It was only when the stranger cursed in Chinese that Heechul realized it was his bandmate whom he just hit with a brick.
“Hannie!” Heechul gasped and immediately hopped out of bed to bend down next to him. When no response came from the other male, Heechul poked him with a stick.
“I’m alive, hyung.” Han Geng answered deadpanned, sitting up, which stopped Heechul’s activity. He poked at his mask and his formal clothing. He tried taking the mask off, but when he did, another one appeared in its place.
“Why is this happening!?” Han Geng cried in Chinese, mostly due to the fact that the mask snapped back in front of his eyes and it hurt.
When Siwon woke up, he found himself in a sailor outfit, but it was mostly red. The biggest problem with this was that he looked like he just crossdressed. He frantically grabbed the cross on his bed post.
“God, I thought I was your favorite child!”
Siwon prayed excessively and used his faith to try and change his clothes back, but it didn’t work. After, he tried tugging at the shirt and managed to rip it off, but another exact copy replaced it. He frowned.
“This, this is the work of the devil!” Siwon wailed, finding no other logical explanation for such a horrendous event.
However, when he got out of bed, he thanked God for giving him the ability to walk in heels.
Now, how to explain this to his parents?
Leeteuk, who had been awakened by the sound of a slam, was indeed very startled when he found himself dressed up in a sailor's outfit, boots and gloves. His hair was braided and he had glitter on his face like during the Gee performance. This, seeing as he had been through more traumatizing things, didn't bother him as much as it normally would have if he wasn't living in a dorm with several other bandmates (he leaves baby walkie talkies on both floors so he can monitor his beloved children, thus he has heard a lot of unspeakable things). However, it was when he found Donghae's bed without Donghae that made him panic.
"Donghae, where did you go!?" Leeteuk called out, looking for his beloved child. "Oh, I knew he was always a special child and required a lot of attention, but I thought I gave him enough! Why would he run away from the family? He was always such a good kid and never did anything wrong and why, oh, why!"
He paced around the room, quite efficient on heels.
"It must be that damn Kibum influencing him. I always knew that his rebellious state would rub off on Donghae. I never should've let them be together! That younger child was always so hard to satisfy!" And then a thought occurred to him. "Oh, Shisus, what if Donghae and Kibum eloped!? I'm going to give them the biggest grounding of their lives when they come back-"
His rant immediately ceased when he heard something shuffling on Donghae's bed. The leader hesitantly walked over and, after watching the moving lump for a little while, quickly pulled off the covers and prepared his battle stance, only to find a cat underneath the covers.
"...Champagne? How did you get in?"
Donghae was sleeping a peaceful sleep, dreaming of aliens and fishes, when he was rudely awakened by the sound of Leeteuk's obnoxious hyperventilation. He opened an eye to notice that he was covered by darkness, and everything had become noticeably bigger. He also had a very huge craving for fish and a scratching post. He moved around a little bit, trying to find the opening. When the darkness suddenly shifted into light, Donghae let out a sound of dissatisfaction before looking up, only to notice that Leeteuk appeared to be much, much bigger than he was yesterday.
And he noticed he had a paw.
He was about to go flip a shit and wreak havoc, but the minute he saw his hyung’s state, he decided that he wasn’t so bad off.
“Hyung, it’s me.” Cat Donghae pawed at the leader cutely.
Donghae wished he had a tape recorder so he could’ve had a copy of Leeteuk’s scream for future references, aka blackmail.
Kyuhyun stirred around in his bed and slowly opened his eyes, blinking them open. It was quite strange that he saw a long strand of hair on his pillow, because last time he remembered, his hair wasn’t that long and he was not that drunk last night. He sat up a little, supporting himself with his elbow, and tugged at it, finding that it’s attached to his head. Finally did he pull the bed coverings off to find himself sporting a purple skirt, knee high boots, elbow-length white gloves, and a sailor shirt, complete with an SJ heart in the middle of a bow. He also had his Gee wig hair on. He was not impressed.
“All because maybe I kind-of-sort-of liked dancing to Gee!?” Kyuhyun muttered, pulling at his newfound hair. He looked up to also find a staff next to his bed, and he didn’t remember it being there last night.
"Starcraft had not prepared me for this!" Kyuhyun rebelled, having been brainwashed into believing that the world would end in an alien apocalypse by various talks with Donghae and many hours of playing his beloved Starcraft. "And a staff, really? Shotguns would be much more effective!"
As soon as Kyuhyun tried to walk out of the bed, he face-planted onto the floor; it looked like he would also need to learn the fine art of walking in high heels.
“Sungmin-hyung!” Kyuhyun called out from the floor, only to receive no answer.
The one time in his life that Kyuhyun needed to learn how to be girly, the one to go to was gone. Great.
Kibum woke up alone in his apartment, living away from the Super Junior family. He had fallen asleep after a day of recording late into the night the day before. His living room had become much, much larger and so did the couch. And his clothes, which were lying away from him. And he had grown a lot more hair, even if he had just shaved yesterday.
This almost caused Kibum to overreact, but Kibum was too cool to even think of acting like that. In the end, he labeled this all as a crazy dream and fell back asleep, curled up into a ball.
The sun filtered through the windows of Kangin’s room and he groaned from the sudden light, tossing in his bed and trying to block out the brightness. After five minutes of being unable to go back to dreamland, he reluctantly pushed himself out of bed and scratched his head before he noticed that there was hair going through his fingers. Then he scratched himself and found that he was wearing a navy blue colored sailor outfit with a yellow bow.
Despite this, he stumbled over to the windows, knocking a few things and falling down a couple of times on the way over, before turning the blinds to try and block as much as they could. When he got back to the bed and sat down, he took a quick look at his clothes and his eyes bulged open. This was like the Intimate Note episode, except ten times worse.
“…I must’ve had more to drink than I thought last night.”
Kangin shuddered and then made himself believe that this was all a sick nightmare and that it would be over soon, so he laid back in bed and once again slipped back into dream world.
Shindong, who was an avid sleeper, woke up from the feeling of being hungry and looked forward to having breakfast before any schedules he had, when he realized that he was wearing clothes were not his usual style. They were girl clothes. That fit him.
Last time he remembered, he slept naked.
“Manager-hyung!” Shindong tried to rush over to the manager’s bed, but tripped from his heels. He cursed from pain and then painstakingly crawled to the over bed, which was about a meter or two away from his own. He only saw one lump and ripped off the covers, only to find that there was a spherical robot with the manager’s face on it.
There were a few seconds of awkward silence.
“Would it have hurt to at least put a pretty face on it?” Shindong questioned.
But then the strange robot suddenly started floating and squeaking obscenities in robotic tones (Shindong could only make out “I AM NOT UGLY”).
Shindong freaked out.
Yesung and Ryeowook, both heavy sleepers, somehow woke up at the same time and had completely different reactions to their appearances.
“Hey, I actually kind of look good in a skirt.” Yesung mused as he pinched at the dark green cloth covering his thighs.
Ryeowook, despite his frantic tugging at his own clothes, actually paused to see if what his senior said was true, and couldn’t help but oogle at the suddenly smooth skin. However, then the thought that he was wearing the exact same thing except in blue dawned on him.
“…you need better priorities, hyung.”
The eternal magnae’s lecture was interrupted by Yesung’s gasp and flailing.
“Oh my Shisus, I have a staff too!”
As Ryeowook watched Yesung get to the staff in the corner of the room through a series of crawls, trips, and furniture support, he wondered why Yesung didn’t notice Ddangkkoma was missing.
Eunhyuk sat up after hearing all the commotion and looked to the mirror before he saw his outfit and his newly found long hair, and screamed. He had tried so, so hard to stay away from the feminine image because that was totally not his thing and Sungmin had basically threatened to cut his balls off if he tried to take his spot in Super Junior as the cute girly one. And Eunhyuk liked his balls where they were at the moment, thank you very much, and preferred them to stay attached to his body.
After calming down, Eunhyuk was pretty okay with his transformation. Well, nobody could make fun of him for his hairy legs and flabby looking stomach anymore. Plus he had the luck of only having boots and no high heels. And he could still dance, oh yeahhh.
“Okay, now that everyone is here,” Leeteuk started as he gathered his children onto the floor in the living room of the twelfth floor dorm after painstakingly making Kibum come to terms with reality and Kangin calm down and come to the dorm without getting caught and everyone managing to somehow make their way to the living room and stopping fights (Kyuhyun had made the mistake of laughing in Kangin’s presence).
“Now, I know this is very strange, but let’s not panic-”
“Just, one thing,” Siwon spoke up from his place on the floor.
“Yes?”
“Where’s Sungmin, Henry, and Zhou Mi?”
Nobody knew.
Sungmin woke up to find himself trapped in some sort of alternate universe, with fog clouding around him. He also woke up to find a sleeping, winged unicorn and a tiny kitten on either side of him. Looking down, he saw that his clothes were replaced with a pink sailor outfit, pink heart with SJ on it to complete the whole thing.
“What is this?” Sungmin asked himself as he ran a hand through his hair and found two braided pigtails, similar to the ones from the Intimate Note episode.
Sungmin swore he would go ninja on whoever did this to him.
As magnae, Henry took a lot of time sleeping. But his senses were tingling with something that felt very, very wrong and so he forced himself out of sleep, waking up to find a giant, even more feminine Sungmin next to him (and that was how the impossible proved to be possible), and a winged unicorn on the other side of Sungmin. To see if this was real, Henry went to pinch himself, but found that he couldn’t because his hands were now paws and his fingers were now claws, which were not very pleasant with anything except climbing and scratching.
He let out a strangled meow and gave up, puffing his cheeks out, making a face from the whiskers. There wasn’t much he could do when he was a kitten, after all.
Zhou Mi, too, had woken up and looked around the fog. He looked as cheerful as a horse could, as if he was not a unicorn or was stuck with his greatest rival Sungmin or noticed that Henry was a cat and Sungmin was dressed in a sailor outfit or was in an alternate universe or had no idea where he was or why. It seemed normal to him.
“Hey guys!” He didn’t seem to notice his neigh or the scandalized looks Sungmin and Henry shot him. “What’s wrong?”
The older Chinese tilted his head to the side and stomped a little bit before Henry answered him.
“Zhou Mi-ge, have you seen yourself yet?”
Zhou Mi, who hadn’t checked himself out yet, had a sudden epiphany. He had grown two extra legs, a pair of wings, and a stick on the top of his head.
Needless to say, Zhou Mi was quite displeased with this outcome.
“Why am I a fucking unicorn!?” Zhou Mi whinnied in Chinese (which apparently he can, because Zhou Mi was a magical horse with wings and a horn after all). “I have better legs than you. You.”
Sungmin, who had taken offense to this, just scoffed and turned away from Zhou Mi, who kicked him in the leg for a good measure.
Henry mewed softly and shook his little kitten head, his body now perched upon Sailor Sungmin’s shoulder. He pawed at his face, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes. When he looked up, he saw a glowing light in the distance. He lightly scratched at Sungmin’s neck to get his attention and when he received a death glare, he pointed his paw at the light. Sungmin turned in that direction and gasped.
“I-Is that?”
The fog cleared up and soon the image became clearer, revealing a giant castle in the background.
“I-Is that the Magic Kingdom?” Sungmin whispered in disbelief.
Zhou Mi neighed in affirmation, and the three of them looked on in awe.
“Hey mister, can I ride your unicorn?”
Sungmin cocked his head to the side and looked down, seeing a young girl looking at unicorn Zhou Mi in admiration. Zhou Mi, feeling incredibly smug about this as he wasn’t the one who looked like a guy dressing up in a girl’s costume for god-knows-why, posed with the sun giving him a luminescent glow behind him, making himself more grand than he really was.
“I don’t think you want to, sweetie.” Sungmin bent down to whisper into her ear. “He has cooties.”
“Unicorns can get cooties?”
Sungmin nodded and the little girl shot Zhou Mi a look of disgust, which further proved Zhou Mi’s point that Sungmin was the only obstacle that prevented him from getting a girl - or guy of course, if you counted Kyuhyun. Zhou Mi sent the best horse glare he could to Sungmin and ‘accidentally’ whipped his mane into Sungmin’s face, pretending it was the wind.
“There you are!” A female voice came in, and a woman, who appeared to be the little girl’s mother, took her hand and dragged her away. “Really, Disney these days…”
“That is one tough girl.” Henry commented, and the two other males couldn’t help but agree.
Back in the dorm, everyone pondered over what to do.
“We could come clean.” Ryeowook suggested, but it was immediately shot down by an infuriated Kangin.
“We are not fucking going out, in public, in these outfits, where anyone could see us, ELF could take strange pictures, and I could get caught in another scandal.”
And so the idea was dismissed.
Leeteuk broke the silence a little bit later.
“Who has SNSD on speed dial?”
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part two
paralyzing_time and my LJ-less friend Angelina :3
crack; pg-13; suju+2, lots of ninja!bias pairings, unicorn!Zhou Mi, you get the point...
2863 words (this part)
In which Super Junior and others become Sailor Scouts and fight the evilness of SME.
warnings: crack, lameness
notes: moving shit.
One day, Heechul woke up and the sun was shining and the birds were singing outside like how it was almost every morning, except Heechul noticed that he wasn’t wearing his pajamas; he was wearing a sailor outfit with a heart that said SJ clasping the collar, elbow-length white gloves, a super short blue mini-skirt, and knee-high red leather boots with heels. What he also noticed (after much self groping) was that he was still a guy. He still had a flat chest and a dick between his legs. So he did the most natural thing to do after such a realization.
He screamed. Not quite like a girl, but not quite like a man either.
His bedroom door suddenly slammed open and in came a man wearing a tuxedo and a white mask. Heechul pulled the covers up to conceal his current clothing and threw the nearest thing at the stranger, which happened to be a brick that magically appeared out of nowhere.
The poor stranger of course got hit by the magical brick and fell to the floor in agonizing pain.
It was only when the stranger cursed in Chinese that Heechul realized it was his bandmate whom he just hit with a brick.
“Hannie!” Heechul gasped and immediately hopped out of bed to bend down next to him. When no response came from the other male, Heechul poked him with a stick.
“I’m alive, hyung.” Han Geng answered deadpanned, sitting up, which stopped Heechul’s activity. He poked at his mask and his formal clothing. He tried taking the mask off, but when he did, another one appeared in its place.
“Why is this happening!?” Han Geng cried in Chinese, mostly due to the fact that the mask snapped back in front of his eyes and it hurt.
When Siwon woke up, he found himself in a sailor outfit, but it was mostly red. The biggest problem with this was that he looked like he just crossdressed. He frantically grabbed the cross on his bed post.
“God, I thought I was your favorite child!”
Siwon prayed excessively and used his faith to try and change his clothes back, but it didn’t work. After, he tried tugging at the shirt and managed to rip it off, but another exact copy replaced it. He frowned.
“This, this is the work of the devil!” Siwon wailed, finding no other logical explanation for such a horrendous event.
However, when he got out of bed, he thanked God for giving him the ability to walk in heels.
Now, how to explain this to his parents?
Leeteuk, who had been awakened by the sound of a slam, was indeed very startled when he found himself dressed up in a sailor's outfit, boots and gloves. His hair was braided and he had glitter on his face like during the Gee performance. This, seeing as he had been through more traumatizing things, didn't bother him as much as it normally would have if he wasn't living in a dorm with several other bandmates (he leaves baby walkie talkies on both floors so he can monitor his beloved children, thus he has heard a lot of unspeakable things). However, it was when he found Donghae's bed without Donghae that made him panic.
"Donghae, where did you go!?" Leeteuk called out, looking for his beloved child. "Oh, I knew he was always a special child and required a lot of attention, but I thought I gave him enough! Why would he run away from the family? He was always such a good kid and never did anything wrong and why, oh, why!"
He paced around the room, quite efficient on heels.
"It must be that damn Kibum influencing him. I always knew that his rebellious state would rub off on Donghae. I never should've let them be together! That younger child was always so hard to satisfy!" And then a thought occurred to him. "Oh, Shisus, what if Donghae and Kibum eloped!? I'm going to give them the biggest grounding of their lives when they come back-"
His rant immediately ceased when he heard something shuffling on Donghae's bed. The leader hesitantly walked over and, after watching the moving lump for a little while, quickly pulled off the covers and prepared his battle stance, only to find a cat underneath the covers.
"...Champagne? How did you get in?"
Donghae was sleeping a peaceful sleep, dreaming of aliens and fishes, when he was rudely awakened by the sound of Leeteuk's obnoxious hyperventilation. He opened an eye to notice that he was covered by darkness, and everything had become noticeably bigger. He also had a very huge craving for fish and a scratching post. He moved around a little bit, trying to find the opening. When the darkness suddenly shifted into light, Donghae let out a sound of dissatisfaction before looking up, only to notice that Leeteuk appeared to be much, much bigger than he was yesterday.
And he noticed he had a paw.
He was about to go flip a shit and wreak havoc, but the minute he saw his hyung’s state, he decided that he wasn’t so bad off.
“Hyung, it’s me.” Cat Donghae pawed at the leader cutely.
Donghae wished he had a tape recorder so he could’ve had a copy of Leeteuk’s scream for future references, aka blackmail.
Kyuhyun stirred around in his bed and slowly opened his eyes, blinking them open. It was quite strange that he saw a long strand of hair on his pillow, because last time he remembered, his hair wasn’t that long and he was not that drunk last night. He sat up a little, supporting himself with his elbow, and tugged at it, finding that it’s attached to his head. Finally did he pull the bed coverings off to find himself sporting a purple skirt, knee high boots, elbow-length white gloves, and a sailor shirt, complete with an SJ heart in the middle of a bow. He also had his Gee wig hair on. He was not impressed.
“All because maybe I kind-of-sort-of liked dancing to Gee!?” Kyuhyun muttered, pulling at his newfound hair. He looked up to also find a staff next to his bed, and he didn’t remember it being there last night.
"Starcraft had not prepared me for this!" Kyuhyun rebelled, having been brainwashed into believing that the world would end in an alien apocalypse by various talks with Donghae and many hours of playing his beloved Starcraft. "And a staff, really? Shotguns would be much more effective!"
As soon as Kyuhyun tried to walk out of the bed, he face-planted onto the floor; it looked like he would also need to learn the fine art of walking in high heels.
“Sungmin-hyung!” Kyuhyun called out from the floor, only to receive no answer.
The one time in his life that Kyuhyun needed to learn how to be girly, the one to go to was gone. Great.
Kibum woke up alone in his apartment, living away from the Super Junior family. He had fallen asleep after a day of recording late into the night the day before. His living room had become much, much larger and so did the couch. And his clothes, which were lying away from him. And he had grown a lot more hair, even if he had just shaved yesterday.
This almost caused Kibum to overreact, but Kibum was too cool to even think of acting like that. In the end, he labeled this all as a crazy dream and fell back asleep, curled up into a ball.
The sun filtered through the windows of Kangin’s room and he groaned from the sudden light, tossing in his bed and trying to block out the brightness. After five minutes of being unable to go back to dreamland, he reluctantly pushed himself out of bed and scratched his head before he noticed that there was hair going through his fingers. Then he scratched himself and found that he was wearing a navy blue colored sailor outfit with a yellow bow.
Despite this, he stumbled over to the windows, knocking a few things and falling down a couple of times on the way over, before turning the blinds to try and block as much as they could. When he got back to the bed and sat down, he took a quick look at his clothes and his eyes bulged open. This was like the Intimate Note episode, except ten times worse.
“…I must’ve had more to drink than I thought last night.”
Kangin shuddered and then made himself believe that this was all a sick nightmare and that it would be over soon, so he laid back in bed and once again slipped back into dream world.
Shindong, who was an avid sleeper, woke up from the feeling of being hungry and looked forward to having breakfast before any schedules he had, when he realized that he was wearing clothes were not his usual style. They were girl clothes. That fit him.
Last time he remembered, he slept naked.
“Manager-hyung!” Shindong tried to rush over to the manager’s bed, but tripped from his heels. He cursed from pain and then painstakingly crawled to the over bed, which was about a meter or two away from his own. He only saw one lump and ripped off the covers, only to find that there was a spherical robot with the manager’s face on it.
There were a few seconds of awkward silence.
“Would it have hurt to at least put a pretty face on it?” Shindong questioned.
But then the strange robot suddenly started floating and squeaking obscenities in robotic tones (Shindong could only make out “I AM NOT UGLY”).
Shindong freaked out.
Yesung and Ryeowook, both heavy sleepers, somehow woke up at the same time and had completely different reactions to their appearances.
“Hey, I actually kind of look good in a skirt.” Yesung mused as he pinched at the dark green cloth covering his thighs.
Ryeowook, despite his frantic tugging at his own clothes, actually paused to see if what his senior said was true, and couldn’t help but oogle at the suddenly smooth skin. However, then the thought that he was wearing the exact same thing except in blue dawned on him.
“…you need better priorities, hyung.”
The eternal magnae’s lecture was interrupted by Yesung’s gasp and flailing.
“Oh my Shisus, I have a staff too!”
As Ryeowook watched Yesung get to the staff in the corner of the room through a series of crawls, trips, and furniture support, he wondered why Yesung didn’t notice Ddangkkoma was missing.
Eunhyuk sat up after hearing all the commotion and looked to the mirror before he saw his outfit and his newly found long hair, and screamed. He had tried so, so hard to stay away from the feminine image because that was totally not his thing and Sungmin had basically threatened to cut his balls off if he tried to take his spot in Super Junior as the cute girly one. And Eunhyuk liked his balls where they were at the moment, thank you very much, and preferred them to stay attached to his body.
After calming down, Eunhyuk was pretty okay with his transformation. Well, nobody could make fun of him for his hairy legs and flabby looking stomach anymore. Plus he had the luck of only having boots and no high heels. And he could still dance, oh yeahhh.
“Okay, now that everyone is here,” Leeteuk started as he gathered his children onto the floor in the living room of the twelfth floor dorm after painstakingly making Kibum come to terms with reality and Kangin calm down and come to the dorm without getting caught and everyone managing to somehow make their way to the living room and stopping fights (Kyuhyun had made the mistake of laughing in Kangin’s presence).
“Now, I know this is very strange, but let’s not panic-”
“Just, one thing,” Siwon spoke up from his place on the floor.
“Yes?”
“Where’s Sungmin, Henry, and Zhou Mi?”
Nobody knew.
Sungmin woke up to find himself trapped in some sort of alternate universe, with fog clouding around him. He also woke up to find a sleeping, winged unicorn and a tiny kitten on either side of him. Looking down, he saw that his clothes were replaced with a pink sailor outfit, pink heart with SJ on it to complete the whole thing.
“What is this?” Sungmin asked himself as he ran a hand through his hair and found two braided pigtails, similar to the ones from the Intimate Note episode.
Sungmin swore he would go ninja on whoever did this to him.
As magnae, Henry took a lot of time sleeping. But his senses were tingling with something that felt very, very wrong and so he forced himself out of sleep, waking up to find a giant, even more feminine Sungmin next to him (and that was how the impossible proved to be possible), and a winged unicorn on the other side of Sungmin. To see if this was real, Henry went to pinch himself, but found that he couldn’t because his hands were now paws and his fingers were now claws, which were not very pleasant with anything except climbing and scratching.
He let out a strangled meow and gave up, puffing his cheeks out, making a face from the whiskers. There wasn’t much he could do when he was a kitten, after all.
Zhou Mi, too, had woken up and looked around the fog. He looked as cheerful as a horse could, as if he was not a unicorn or was stuck with his greatest rival Sungmin or noticed that Henry was a cat and Sungmin was dressed in a sailor outfit or was in an alternate universe or had no idea where he was or why. It seemed normal to him.
“Hey guys!” He didn’t seem to notice his neigh or the scandalized looks Sungmin and Henry shot him. “What’s wrong?”
The older Chinese tilted his head to the side and stomped a little bit before Henry answered him.
“Zhou Mi-ge, have you seen yourself yet?”
Zhou Mi, who hadn’t checked himself out yet, had a sudden epiphany. He had grown two extra legs, a pair of wings, and a stick on the top of his head.
Needless to say, Zhou Mi was quite displeased with this outcome.
“Why am I a fucking unicorn!?” Zhou Mi whinnied in Chinese (which apparently he can, because Zhou Mi was a magical horse with wings and a horn after all). “I have better legs than you. You.”
Sungmin, who had taken offense to this, just scoffed and turned away from Zhou Mi, who kicked him in the leg for a good measure.
Henry mewed softly and shook his little kitten head, his body now perched upon Sailor Sungmin’s shoulder. He pawed at his face, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes. When he looked up, he saw a glowing light in the distance. He lightly scratched at Sungmin’s neck to get his attention and when he received a death glare, he pointed his paw at the light. Sungmin turned in that direction and gasped.
“I-Is that?”
The fog cleared up and soon the image became clearer, revealing a giant castle in the background.
“I-Is that the Magic Kingdom?” Sungmin whispered in disbelief.
Zhou Mi neighed in affirmation, and the three of them looked on in awe.
“Hey mister, can I ride your unicorn?”
Sungmin cocked his head to the side and looked down, seeing a young girl looking at unicorn Zhou Mi in admiration. Zhou Mi, feeling incredibly smug about this as he wasn’t the one who looked like a guy dressing up in a girl’s costume for god-knows-why, posed with the sun giving him a luminescent glow behind him, making himself more grand than he really was.
“I don’t think you want to, sweetie.” Sungmin bent down to whisper into her ear. “He has cooties.”
“Unicorns can get cooties?”
Sungmin nodded and the little girl shot Zhou Mi a look of disgust, which further proved Zhou Mi’s point that Sungmin was the only obstacle that prevented him from getting a girl - or guy of course, if you counted Kyuhyun. Zhou Mi sent the best horse glare he could to Sungmin and ‘accidentally’ whipped his mane into Sungmin’s face, pretending it was the wind.
“There you are!” A female voice came in, and a woman, who appeared to be the little girl’s mother, took her hand and dragged her away. “Really, Disney these days…”
“That is one tough girl.” Henry commented, and the two other males couldn’t help but agree.
Back in the dorm, everyone pondered over what to do.
“We could come clean.” Ryeowook suggested, but it was immediately shot down by an infuriated Kangin.
“We are not fucking going out, in public, in these outfits, where anyone could see us, ELF could take strange pictures, and I could get caught in another scandal.”
And so the idea was dismissed.
Leeteuk broke the silence a little bit later.
“Who has SNSD on speed dial?”
I TRIED GAIS :| Part two in progress... If you wanna know who's who, click here.
part two