[Fanfic] Shyly Tripping
Title: Shyly Tripping
Author: Drabble-Matic (I just supplied the words, and out came this masterpiece xD)
Characters: Lelouch, C.C.
Summary: Lelouch eats cake. Cake is a lie.
Warning: Crack, gender-bending, OOC-ness, and British pastry
Words: 310
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Lelouch tripped along awesomely. He was on his way to meet his lover, C.C., for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a Cheese-kun hopping along, carrying a pizza in its mouth.
Lelouch was almost in Area 11 when he came across a British cake, lying alone on a weird plate. "That must be a treat from my old bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked hot, so he ate it.
It gave him the most sexy tingling sensation in his hand. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see C.C..
When C.C. came out to meet him, she took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Lelouch cried smoothly.
"Your eye! And your forehead!" C.C. said. "They're immortal! Can't you feel it?"
Lelouch felt his eye and his forehead. They were indeed quite immortal. "Oh, no!" Lelouch said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that British cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," C.C. said. "I got you a geass. It must have been that delicious man who lives nearby. He acts a little gracefully, ever since he petted a knightmare."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Lelouch sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," C.C. said painfully, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your eye is really tsundere like that."
"Really?" Lelouch dried her tears. Lelouch kissed C.C. and it was an entirely nostalgic sensation, like a rainbow that casts a happy glow o'er all the land.
They spent the night having entirely nostalgic sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
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gfkgfkgfdadf Drabble-matic is driving me mad
Author: Drabble-Matic (I just supplied the words, and out came this masterpiece xD)
Characters: Lelouch, C.C.
Summary: Lelouch eats cake. Cake is a lie.
Warning: Crack, gender-bending, OOC-ness, and British pastry
Words: 310
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Lelouch tripped along awesomely. He was on his way to meet his lover, C.C., for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a Cheese-kun hopping along, carrying a pizza in its mouth.
Lelouch was almost in Area 11 when he came across a British cake, lying alone on a weird plate. "That must be a treat from my old bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked hot, so he ate it.
It gave him the most sexy tingling sensation in his hand. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see C.C..
When C.C. came out to meet him, she took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Lelouch cried smoothly.
"Your eye! And your forehead!" C.C. said. "They're immortal! Can't you feel it?"
Lelouch felt his eye and his forehead. They were indeed quite immortal. "Oh, no!" Lelouch said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that British cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," C.C. said. "I got you a geass. It must have been that delicious man who lives nearby. He acts a little gracefully, ever since he petted a knightmare."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Lelouch sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," C.C. said painfully, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your eye is really tsundere like that."
"Really?" Lelouch dried her tears. Lelouch kissed C.C. and it was an entirely nostalgic sensation, like a rainbow that casts a happy glow o'er all the land.
They spent the night having entirely nostalgic sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
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gfkgfkgfdadf Drabble-matic is driving me mad