[PG] Who Stole My Drumstick?
Title: Who Stole My Drumstick?
Author: Min
Genre: Comedy
Rating: PG
Length: Prologue/10+epilogue
Featuring: F.T Island
Summary: Someone has stolen Minhwan's drumstick! Who could it be? It could be anyone who live sunder the same roof, which happens to be his bandmates!
THis is a light-hearted comedy...
lol the first I wrote of FT Boys that's PG... and i think this is the first chaptered fic.. lol
The prologue is free for all... if you wanna read the rest... add me as your friend ^^
{Who Stole My Drumstick?}
Suspects: Choi Jonghun Lee Hongki Oh Wonbin Lee Jaejin Choi Minhwan
Drumstick #Prologue
Sweat rolled down his unmasked face. Should I have worn a mask? But wouldn’t it look more suspicious? Just get it done, he told himself. Thank goodness the practice room was on level 1 of F.T Island’s 2-storey dorm. He struck in the key at the window’s lock. Click. The window was pushed upwards so that he could sneak in.
With movement as agile as a cat, he landed on both feet. Ouch. Ok, maybe he’s not THAT agile. His leg bumped into something hard. Who put this chair near the window? His hand slipped to his back pocket and retrieved the torchlight. In the darkness, he couldn’t see anything, not even his own hands. So, he felt for the switch button, and pressed it. Eh, did the battery go flat? He swore he saw Minhwan changed it last week. With one hand on the bottom of the torchlight, he tilt it, to access the battery compartment. Ok, the batteries are here. His fingers felt for the spring, and the end of the battery. What’s the “bud” of the battery doing at the “spring” side? Swiftly, he emptied it and restored the batteries properly.
One push on the switch, and light shone at a certain radius. Phew. Now where’s that drumstick? Ok, found it. You’re going to be alright baby, no harm. He quicklyexited the room and locked the window. Walking through the backyard, he looked up at one of the windows…
“Oi~!” He called out in a quiet voice, which sounded between a whisper and a hiss.
The guy on the window was busy talking to someone from inside the room. Oh, that idiot. He looked around for a pebble. When he found one, he threw it high and fast, hurling towards the guy’s head.
The guy looked at his direction, mouthing a ‘ouch’, and threw the foldable ladder down from the window for him to climb up.
To be continued...
Author: Min
Genre: Comedy
Rating: PG
Length: Prologue/10+epilogue
Featuring: F.T Island
Summary: Someone has stolen Minhwan's drumstick! Who could it be? It could be anyone who live sunder the same roof, which happens to be his bandmates!
THis is a light-hearted comedy...
lol the first I wrote of FT Boys that's PG... and i think this is the first chaptered fic.. lol
The prologue is free for all... if you wanna read the rest... add me as your friend ^^
{Who Stole My Drumstick?}
Suspects: Choi Jonghun Lee Hongki Oh Wonbin Lee Jaejin Choi Minhwan
Drumstick #Prologue
Sweat rolled down his unmasked face. Should I have worn a mask? But wouldn’t it look more suspicious? Just get it done, he told himself. Thank goodness the practice room was on level 1 of F.T Island’s 2-storey dorm. He struck in the key at the window’s lock. Click. The window was pushed upwards so that he could sneak in.
With movement as agile as a cat, he landed on both feet. Ouch. Ok, maybe he’s not THAT agile. His leg bumped into something hard. Who put this chair near the window? His hand slipped to his back pocket and retrieved the torchlight. In the darkness, he couldn’t see anything, not even his own hands. So, he felt for the switch button, and pressed it. Eh, did the battery go flat? He swore he saw Minhwan changed it last week. With one hand on the bottom of the torchlight, he tilt it, to access the battery compartment. Ok, the batteries are here. His fingers felt for the spring, and the end of the battery. What’s the “bud” of the battery doing at the “spring” side? Swiftly, he emptied it and restored the batteries properly.
One push on the switch, and light shone at a certain radius. Phew. Now where’s that drumstick? Ok, found it. You’re going to be alright baby, no harm. He quicklyexited the room and locked the window. Walking through the backyard, he looked up at one of the windows…
“Oi~!” He called out in a quiet voice, which sounded between a whisper and a hiss.
The guy on the window was busy talking to someone from inside the room. Oh, that idiot. He looked around for a pebble. When he found one, he threw it high and fast, hurling towards the guy’s head.
The guy looked at his direction, mouthing a ‘ouch’, and threw the foldable ladder down from the window for him to climb up.
To be continued...