LOL.
HAHAHAHA This was totally meant as a joke, but then it became a joke that I took very seriously
So I wanted to finish it, no matter how crappy it would be at the end.
I wrote the part about me first, because LOL I was just going to type that part only so I could show it to people and they could crack up about how stupid I aaaam
I am seriously considering making this Kita's Christmas gift.
No way, i'm totally playing! I'll draw something for you and Ran *-* (I hope *-*;;;)
The Escapades of Lucy, Ranee, and Marianna
Marianna was sleeping in today. Virginian cold-- it killed George Washington for God's sake, do you think she'd want to mingle in this weather?
No. So she flopped over her mattress once more, and snuggled into her beloved teddy bear. A purring emanated from the plush, showing it's sign of approval. Wait, what?
Risking the cold, she poked one arm out of her blanket fortress and grabbed her vibrating cellphone from underneath her pillow.
"...'ullo?"
"What the hell?" Great. She recognized that tone..
"...'m going back to sleep Lucy what the hell indeed"
"NOOOO WAAAIT! I dunno sorry but oh my god just listen to me don't hang up auuugh Kita Kita Marianna ARE YOU THERE?"
A crackle of silence. To spite Lucy on the groggy brunette's part, but it didn't matter because Lucy continued on her rapid fire speech regardless.
"UGH whatever you better be there but HEYY dress up pretty because i'm totally flying to your pad to celebrate the holiday season with you, 'kay? Ran's so coming too, and we are going to rock your world. Like old times. Okay??" Click.
Marianna buried her head under layers of pillows, an audible groan escaping the fabric. Certain that everything would just disappear if she hid and would be allowed a day of quiet hibernation, just like she always wanted. At least a few more hours? It was cold.
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Ranee sneezed.
She was susceptible to colds during the winter time, and her immune system was already something to cry about, so having to brave the Canadian snow was just kicking a girl while she's dow--bullshit. There was something she needed though, something she wanted to prepare for the occasion that Lucy had barely mentioned over cellphone 5 minutes ago and I am coming immediately by plane so prepare yourself
A holiday bash with Marianna and Lulu! Marianna was no doubt grumpy and reluctant about the whole thing and Lucy was no undoubtedly pointedly not caring-- both tiring in their own ways so Ran didn't really want to see either of them right now, really.
Carols were sung from across the street, creeping their way past the household threshold like a draft. Memorilbilia glinted under fluorescent lighting, busy being displayed atop the perch of a fireplace.
But still..
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The glass door swung open, exposing a gloved hand grasping a delicate looking package.
"Thank you so, so much!"
An accomplished grin spread across Ran's face, even as the needle-tingling cold took hold of her senses.
Tiramisu is SO hard to find at this time of day. It was their favorite, no?
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A collection of screams arose from the crowd of fans, their excited babble incomprehensible but signs poking out through the mass all too clear.
"I ♥! LUCY"
"EVERYONE'S ASIAN HEROINE"
"LUCY: FUCK YEAH"
The short statured girl of everyone's affections slowly appeared across the horizon, pocketing her flower accented cellphone into her faux fur jacket. Doubtless she had just been on a phone call-- her fans would give an arm and a leg to know what (and who) she conversed about on a regular basis. Her face was worn, but with an expression of good humor nonetheless.
"Geez, all this for me?" She emphasized this with her arms stretched outwards towards the crowd, who were held back by bodyguards and police force. A prompt response of "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!" answered her question. The corners of Lucy's lips upturned slightly, bemused. She paused a couple of times to pose with someone for pictures, but purposely moved towards the direction of her private jet hangar. The jet's sides were emblazoned with the initials RLM, the logo dancing brightly against the patch gray winter sky. Lucy's more older fans knew of the past glory it symbolized-- the days of her old rocker fame.
Lucy was the lead guitarist of a sucessful three girl band called RLM, which stood for the names of Ranee, Lucy, and Marianna. Marianna sang, and Ranee played drums with occasional piano. They all had such charismatic charm; "such potential!" as the critics claimed. They were on their rise to the top...
"It's all too much for me, Lucy."
RLM was struggling with their luggage in the airport terminal. They were in a hurry-- this was their first European tour, and it would be soooo funny if they missed their flight.
"Ay, hand me your luggage then!"
"It's not that." The brunette fell behind the hurrying crowd: she had stopped running.
"Let's talk when we're on the plane, Mari!"
"That's what I wanted to talk about.. i'm not going on that plane."
Lucy looked back at Ranee, who had the same expression of reluctance on her face. "What happened?" Lucy asked, switching her glance from Marianna to Ranee in quick succession. She felt panicked and there was no time
"I think we've gone too far on this whole 'band experience' thing. It's overwhelming, I feel completely in over my head. It's something I don't want to do." Mari's brow creased, from where her bangs were neatly combed away into a ponytail.
Ranee lowered her gaze as she addressed the small girl. "Lulu, this band was just for fun, you know? And ever since the European tour came up, it's like.. everything became serious? You.."
They both stared meaningfully towards Lucy. What? She noticed her hands clenched into tight little balls. She saw her reflection off the floor--looking raging mad. Derangingly so, even.
And she knew it all had to end. This 'band thing' had gotten out of proportion, and she had forgotten all about her friends.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The jet rose out of the hanger, fans shrieking because 1) their handmade signs were flying away and 2) their idol was leaving! COME BACK
"They're so cute!" Lucy quipped to the pilot, who grinned. She adored the attention and spotlight they gave her, but no amount of fan goggling could ever make up for what she could have lost.
She saw her reflection off the floor--looking raging mad.
she had forgotten all about her friends
--she whipped her cellphone out from her coat pocket; she had just received a text message.
12/25/08 9:58 AM
I locked all my doors. >:I
dont come w/ helicopter it scared ppl last tme 12/25/08 10:00 AM ill bring fireworks to warn them of my arrival
(Wow, so you CAN'T fit in an infinite amount of stuff under an LJ cut D:!)
uhhh then she picked up Ranee from Canada and we all flew down by parachute to Virginia
THE END. HAPPY HOLIDAYS.
So I wanted to finish it, no matter how crappy it would be at the end.
I wrote the part about me first, because LOL I was just going to type that part only so I could show it to people and they could crack up about how stupid I aaaam
I am seriously considering making this Kita's Christmas gift.
No way, i'm totally playing! I'll draw something for you and Ran *-* (I hope *-*;;;)
The Escapades of Lucy, Ranee, and Marianna
Marianna was sleeping in today. Virginian cold-- it killed George Washington for God's sake, do you think she'd want to mingle in this weather?
No. So she flopped over her mattress once more, and snuggled into her beloved teddy bear. A purring emanated from the plush, showing it's sign of approval. Wait, what?
Risking the cold, she poked one arm out of her blanket fortress and grabbed her vibrating cellphone from underneath her pillow.
"...'ullo?"
"What the hell?" Great. She recognized that tone..
"...'m going back to sleep Lucy what the hell indeed"
"NOOOO WAAAIT! I dunno sorry but oh my god just listen to me don't hang up auuugh Kita Kita Marianna ARE YOU THERE?"
A crackle of silence. To spite Lucy on the groggy brunette's part, but it didn't matter because Lucy continued on her rapid fire speech regardless.
"UGH whatever you better be there but HEYY dress up pretty because i'm totally flying to your pad to celebrate the holiday season with you, 'kay? Ran's so coming too, and we are going to rock your world. Like old times. Okay??" Click.
Marianna buried her head under layers of pillows, an audible groan escaping the fabric. Certain that everything would just disappear if she hid and would be allowed a day of quiet hibernation, just like she always wanted. At least a few more hours? It was cold.
---------------------------------------
Ranee sneezed.
She was susceptible to colds during the winter time, and her immune system was already something to cry about, so having to brave the Canadian snow was just kicking a girl while she's dow--bullshit. There was something she needed though, something she wanted to prepare for the occasion that Lucy had barely mentioned over cellphone 5 minutes ago and I am coming immediately by plane so prepare yourself
A holiday bash with Marianna and Lulu! Marianna was no doubt grumpy and reluctant about the whole thing and Lucy was no undoubtedly pointedly not caring-- both tiring in their own ways so Ran didn't really want to see either of them right now, really.
Carols were sung from across the street, creeping their way past the household threshold like a draft. Memorilbilia glinted under fluorescent lighting, busy being displayed atop the perch of a fireplace.
But still..
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The glass door swung open, exposing a gloved hand grasping a delicate looking package.
"Thank you so, so much!"
An accomplished grin spread across Ran's face, even as the needle-tingling cold took hold of her senses.
Tiramisu is SO hard to find at this time of day. It was their favorite, no?
-----------------------
A collection of screams arose from the crowd of fans, their excited babble incomprehensible but signs poking out through the mass all too clear.
"I ♥! LUCY"
"EVERYONE'S ASIAN HEROINE"
"LUCY: FUCK YEAH"
The short statured girl of everyone's affections slowly appeared across the horizon, pocketing her flower accented cellphone into her faux fur jacket. Doubtless she had just been on a phone call-- her fans would give an arm and a leg to know what (and who) she conversed about on a regular basis. Her face was worn, but with an expression of good humor nonetheless.
"Geez, all this for me?" She emphasized this with her arms stretched outwards towards the crowd, who were held back by bodyguards and police force. A prompt response of "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!" answered her question. The corners of Lucy's lips upturned slightly, bemused. She paused a couple of times to pose with someone for pictures, but purposely moved towards the direction of her private jet hangar. The jet's sides were emblazoned with the initials RLM, the logo dancing brightly against the patch gray winter sky. Lucy's more older fans knew of the past glory it symbolized-- the days of her old rocker fame.
Lucy was the lead guitarist of a sucessful three girl band called RLM, which stood for the names of Ranee, Lucy, and Marianna. Marianna sang, and Ranee played drums with occasional piano. They all had such charismatic charm; "such potential!" as the critics claimed. They were on their rise to the top...
"It's all too much for me, Lucy."
RLM was struggling with their luggage in the airport terminal. They were in a hurry-- this was their first European tour, and it would be soooo funny if they missed their flight.
"Ay, hand me your luggage then!"
"It's not that." The brunette fell behind the hurrying crowd: she had stopped running.
"Let's talk when we're on the plane, Mari!"
"That's what I wanted to talk about.. i'm not going on that plane."
Lucy looked back at Ranee, who had the same expression of reluctance on her face. "What happened?" Lucy asked, switching her glance from Marianna to Ranee in quick succession. She felt panicked and there was no time
"I think we've gone too far on this whole 'band experience' thing. It's overwhelming, I feel completely in over my head. It's something I don't want to do." Mari's brow creased, from where her bangs were neatly combed away into a ponytail.
Ranee lowered her gaze as she addressed the small girl. "Lulu, this band was just for fun, you know? And ever since the European tour came up, it's like.. everything became serious? You.."
They both stared meaningfully towards Lucy. What? She noticed her hands clenched into tight little balls. She saw her reflection off the floor--looking raging mad. Derangingly so, even.
And she knew it all had to end. This 'band thing' had gotten out of proportion, and she had forgotten all about her friends.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The jet rose out of the hanger, fans shrieking because 1) their handmade signs were flying away and 2) their idol was leaving! COME BACK
"They're so cute!" Lucy quipped to the pilot, who grinned. She adored the attention and spotlight they gave her, but no amount of fan goggling could ever make up for what she could have lost.
She saw her reflection off the floor--looking raging mad.
she had forgotten all about her friends
--she whipped her cellphone out from her coat pocket; she had just received a text message.
12/25/08 9:58 AM
I locked all my doors. >:I
dont come w/ helicopter it scared ppl last tme 12/25/08 10:00 AM ill bring fireworks to warn them of my arrival
(Wow, so you CAN'T fit in an infinite amount of stuff under an LJ cut D:!)
uhhh then she picked up Ranee from Canada and we all flew down by parachute to Virginia
THE END. HAPPY HOLIDAYS.