Summer Contest Entry!
Title: Now summertime's here babe, need somethin' to keep you cool...
Artist(s): CorvidMoon
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Charles, Murderface, Pickles, Nathan, Toki and Skwisgaar
Rating: G
Warning(s): Kinda fluffy
Disclaimer: I don't own Metalocalypse, and apologies to Van Halen for borrowing the title from them
Artist Notes: Summer contest entry, wasn't planning on entering but the plot bunnies had other ideas! This is the first I've tried dialog with the whole band, sorry if its terrible! Also not real happy with the ending, my plot bunnies provide lots of beginnings and middles but seldom provide ends. My plot squirrels have to take over and they just aren't as talented! :P
“Are you guys sure about this?” Charles inquired of the five musicians who were clustered in front of his desk.
“Feck yeah! We had a meetin’ and we want to do this!” Pickles nearly shouted.
“You had a meeting?”
“Uh, yesh a meeting. In the hot tub, while we were watching tv.”
“How does that qualify as a meeting?” Charles was trying hard to keep his eyebrows from arching up too high.
“’Cause we decides we want to does this!” Toki patently explained.
“Yeah, if we make a decision, then it’s a meeting! Why haven’t you started making PHONE CALLS?!?” Nathan roared the last of his question.
“Guys, the thing is that even I don’t think this is exactly ‘metal.’ Aren’t you concerned with the image this will portray to the fans?”
“Ja, it wills be good for all of the MILFS and GMILFS to sees this. It am wholesomes and that’s what theys want.”
“And don’t forget, we are going to make everything METAL!”
“You are aware that the klokateers would be able to…”
“Noo, its gotta be tha real thing! C’mon Charles, mek the phone call!”
Charles rubbed the bridge of his nose and looked at the band and picked up the phone, his finger hovered over the numbers, “Are you all sure about this?”
Five pairs of wide eyes were fixed on him while they all nodded enthusiastically.
“Fine.” Charles dialed a number on the telephone. “Hello? Yes. Yes. I have a request from Dethklok… Yes it IS exciting. Mm hm. Well, no. Ah, I think it might be easier for you to just send someone out. Yes, yes, no. How long? Yes that will be fine. Thank you, good bye.” Charles looked up at the hopeful faces, “It’s done. You have half an hour.”
“Yesh! Alright!”
“Whooohoo!”
“Awesome!”
“Yaaaaaaay!”
Charles watched all five celebrating men hop and dance their way out of his office. He shook his head and smiled a barely perceptible smile, then went back to work.
Thirty minutes had almost passed when Charles heard the music, faint at first but growing louder. It took him a moment to place the song-Green Jelly’s Three Little Pigs. Well that was certainly different from the normal fare. He jumped a little when Dethklok burst through his office door.
“Charlies, they’s here!”
“Yeah come on man, we gotta go before it leaves!”
“Guys, I really don’t need ice cream right now. I can get some from the kitchen later.”
“But it won’t be awesome like this is! Come ON, get UP!”
Charles was forcibly pulled out of his chair and drug out of his office.
“I want an Aschtro Pop!”
“I am gettings the kondikes bar!”
“I want a drum stick!”
“I’m getting a CHOCO TACO!!”
“I ams getting tha Spiderman popscockles what has the gumball eyes! What am yous getting Charlies?”
Charles had gotten over his surprise at being included in something his boys were so excited about. He had nearly dropped his coffee when they demanded that an ice cream truck visit Mordhaus. Now Toki was looking at him with enormous eyes and he reflected how much they had changed since this crazy journey had started, how much he himself had changed. He had just started to realize that he was no longer just a gear in the wheel in their eyes. Things were different now, for better or worse. He took a breath.
“I suppose a turtle bar would be nice.”
Artist(s): CorvidMoon
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Charles, Murderface, Pickles, Nathan, Toki and Skwisgaar
Rating: G
Warning(s): Kinda fluffy
Disclaimer: I don't own Metalocalypse, and apologies to Van Halen for borrowing the title from them
Artist Notes: Summer contest entry, wasn't planning on entering but the plot bunnies had other ideas! This is the first I've tried dialog with the whole band, sorry if its terrible! Also not real happy with the ending, my plot bunnies provide lots of beginnings and middles but seldom provide ends. My plot squirrels have to take over and they just aren't as talented! :P
“Are you guys sure about this?” Charles inquired of the five musicians who were clustered in front of his desk.
“Feck yeah! We had a meetin’ and we want to do this!” Pickles nearly shouted.
“You had a meeting?”
“Uh, yesh a meeting. In the hot tub, while we were watching tv.”
“How does that qualify as a meeting?” Charles was trying hard to keep his eyebrows from arching up too high.
“’Cause we decides we want to does this!” Toki patently explained.
“Yeah, if we make a decision, then it’s a meeting! Why haven’t you started making PHONE CALLS?!?” Nathan roared the last of his question.
“Guys, the thing is that even I don’t think this is exactly ‘metal.’ Aren’t you concerned with the image this will portray to the fans?”
“Ja, it wills be good for all of the MILFS and GMILFS to sees this. It am wholesomes and that’s what theys want.”
“And don’t forget, we are going to make everything METAL!”
“You are aware that the klokateers would be able to…”
“Noo, its gotta be tha real thing! C’mon Charles, mek the phone call!”
Charles rubbed the bridge of his nose and looked at the band and picked up the phone, his finger hovered over the numbers, “Are you all sure about this?”
Five pairs of wide eyes were fixed on him while they all nodded enthusiastically.
“Fine.” Charles dialed a number on the telephone. “Hello? Yes. Yes. I have a request from Dethklok… Yes it IS exciting. Mm hm. Well, no. Ah, I think it might be easier for you to just send someone out. Yes, yes, no. How long? Yes that will be fine. Thank you, good bye.” Charles looked up at the hopeful faces, “It’s done. You have half an hour.”
“Yesh! Alright!”
“Whooohoo!”
“Awesome!”
“Yaaaaaaay!”
Charles watched all five celebrating men hop and dance their way out of his office. He shook his head and smiled a barely perceptible smile, then went back to work.
Thirty minutes had almost passed when Charles heard the music, faint at first but growing louder. It took him a moment to place the song-Green Jelly’s Three Little Pigs. Well that was certainly different from the normal fare. He jumped a little when Dethklok burst through his office door.
“Charlies, they’s here!”
“Yeah come on man, we gotta go before it leaves!”
“Guys, I really don’t need ice cream right now. I can get some from the kitchen later.”
“But it won’t be awesome like this is! Come ON, get UP!”
Charles was forcibly pulled out of his chair and drug out of his office.
“I want an Aschtro Pop!”
“I am gettings the kondikes bar!”
“I want a drum stick!”
“I’m getting a CHOCO TACO!!”
“I ams getting tha Spiderman popscockles what has the gumball eyes! What am yous getting Charlies?”
Charles had gotten over his surprise at being included in something his boys were so excited about. He had nearly dropped his coffee when they demanded that an ice cream truck visit Mordhaus. Now Toki was looking at him with enormous eyes and he reflected how much they had changed since this crazy journey had started, how much he himself had changed. He had just started to realize that he was no longer just a gear in the wheel in their eyes. Things were different now, for better or worse. He took a breath.
“I suppose a turtle bar would be nice.”