Fanfic: Hello, Baby (Part 1/?)
Title: Hello, Baby (Part 1/?)
Character(s)/Pairings: OT7 (not yet), Eventually Jaebeom/Taecyeon, Nichkhun/Wooyoung, Chansung/Junho, and Changmin/Junsu
Rating: PG
(A/N): Currently written and posted to inorae. Was not added to because another Hello Baby 2pm fanfic popped up. Now that it's over, hopefully this will be continued!
Episode 4 - Part One
Mission: To create a new (homemade) bedtime story for the baby.
“What’s homemade mean?”
“What’s a bedtime story?”
“What in the heck is a mission?” (FX: Default annoying giggling children - Caption: Chansung the brain-dead idol?)
Four hands and one inflatable hammer bop the maknae upside the head. (FX: Equally annoying children giggling - you get the gist.)
Junho roughly grabs the mission card from Junsu and reads it once more - out loud - just to make sure everyone gets it. This time there are no questions, only very blank, very vacant stares.
Khun’s boundless, jelly-knee inducing eyes glance innocently up at the PD standing off screen (all of the staff finds themselves mysteriously pregnant - just kidding. Kind of). Taec tries to act just as cute but ends up looking extremely pissed off and constipated, as usual.
“What’s this?” Khun asks, looking at the other members for support, “Are we really supposed to do this?”
Junsu drops the hammer on the ground, forgetting that with the hammer comes great responsibility and power (which is now under the possession of an oddly silent Wooyoung), and saddles up next to Khun. “Of course it’s real. They did this on SHINee’s Hello Baby.”
(Cut: Hello Baby Season 2, Episode 5)
“I’m not dressing up as a girl! Not it!” Junho raises his hand in protest, knowing full well of his misfortunes on variety shows.
Taec, who was previously whispering to Chansung about the mysterious appearing food that the maknae always finds (which seems to be a Popsicle, at the current moment), is suddenly interested in the conversation. “Wait a second, so we have to dress up and stuff?”
There’s mumbling from the PD and staff - giggling, shuffling papers, and Khun ogling. One of them is on screen, piece of paper in front of her face, shaking her head.
“Oh good.” Junsu looks a lot less like he might cry. “We just have to make up a story. We can do this.”
(Commercial Break)
(Caption: The baby is here to see his appas! - FX: Random, strange people hooting and hollering.)
Chin Ho, also known as the kid who will grow up to be screwy in the head thanks to 2PM, wobbles his way towards Wooyoung (who he has taken an obvious liking to).
The boys are sitting around in their makeshift home during Hello Baby Season 4 (season 3, you ask? Beast. Not a pretty sight). Chin Ho yanks the hammer from Wooyoung’s hands and starts to beat it against the floor, looking far too cute to scold.
“Chin Ho! Come to appa!” Taec tries to appeal to the boy by making aegyo faces but to no avail. Chansung giggles at his fellow giant’s failure, all the while nom-ing on some newly found bananas.
Junsu screeches a little when Chin Ho gets frighteningly close (frighteningly close meaning two feet or less away) and Junho takes the initiative to grab the child and place Chin Ho’s squirming self into his lap. “Chin Ho-ah! Do you want to hear a story?”
The boy doesn’t respond but it doesn’t matter anyway what he thinks because he has to go along for the show’s sake. Instead, he stretches to hit Khun with the hammer, right on the head. Khun scrambles to protect his idol image by fixing his hair obsessively.
“I’ve got it!” Wooyoung finally speaks, wild-eyed with excitement, “Let’s turn this into a game, shall we?”
Chansung, suddenly without food, perks up at the idea of being able to cheat his hyungs out of some monetary goods, food, or otherwise. “I’m in!”
Junsu flinches at Chin Ho’s curious peek in his direction, “Wh-what are the terms?”
“Simple. Someone starts the story. When Chin Ho thinks your part is getting boring or he just plain hates what you have to say he’ll hit you with the hammer. That means you’re done. We’ll go in a circle. If we all get bonked we start over. Whoever finishes the story with all loose ends tied wins and gets a prize. Is that okay, PD noona?”
Giggling, shuffling papers, less obvious Khun ogling (who am I kidding - it’s pure eye molestation). There’s another ‘okay’ from behind the scenes.
Taec rubs his hands together, looking scarily greedy and mischievous. “Hyung, you’re on!”
“Who starts?” Junho asks, always the orderly one.
“I will.” Junsu volunteers, a smug smile on his face. “A songwriter is a storywriter in a way. Prepared to be wowed!”
The other members sit back and watch. Junsu takes a few deep breaths, stretches his arms, and begins to tell his story…