On the 5th day of Christmas, my Seto gave to me . . .
*bellows* FIVE DIFFERENT NERVE PILLS!!!!!!!!!! *then sings* Four, Mokuba Plushies; Three, Trench Coats; Two Dueling Cards; and a Vault of Fanfiction Ideas!
Now, can I keep up the ruse of writing this rather bad parody till Christmas Day?
Dare I ask if anyone actually thinks I'm up to the task? Cuz my Muse was kidnapped, ya know. I'm still awaiting her return. Until she does, you will get nothing more out of me - NOTHING I say . . . unless you had a wish I said I would grant, and I pity you all, really I do. Non-Muse work is so . . . so lackluster, like more than usual.
Just ask Mamono. She got this:
!!!!!Merry Christmas, Mamono!!!!!
An Olive Branch
By Kysra
“You scared her, you know?” Taylor’s words were a harsh whisper against the soft whirring of the revolving helicopter blades.
Seto Kaiba refused to look at the other boy, blue eyes trained imperiously on the dark expanse of cloudy sky stretched out before the windshield glass, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
An audible huff was the pencil-head’s answer as he fell into the co-pilot’s seat. “That stunt you pulled on the roof. You scared all of us, and most of us don’t even like you.”
“Then why are you annoying me?” It was said with anger and bite, hiding an undercurrent of shame. He could see Taylor’s face turn toward his out of the corner of his eye, and Kaiba had the presence of mind to keep his countenance closed, frozen, blank.
“Téa cares about you. I don’t get it, and Joey thinks she’s nuts but . . . . She’s not the only one. Mokuba . . . What would he have done if you had followed through on your threat?”
Silence and a tightening around Kaiba’s mouth were the only response to Tristan’s inquiry. “I’ll tell you what would have happened: You would be dead, Mokuba would be a soulless shell, and . . . the world would be short one Kaiba. Yugi - God only knows if Yugi would have pulled through on his duel, Pegasus probably would have won, and -“
“Enough.” It was a command.
Tristan shook his head, eyes burning, and throat dry. He croaked, “Life isn’t a game, Kaiba. It’s not win or lose. You can’t go around threatening to jump off of buildings even if you are desperate. We would have understood, if you had just told us what was going on! Don’t you get it, yet?! Don’t you understand what those two have been trying to tell you since the first?!”
Blue eyes clashed with gray-brown as the two teens stared each other down for long moments before Seto reiterated what he had spoken to a shaking teary-eyed girl atop Duelist Kingdom Castle, “I have all that I need.”
Tristan stared at him calmly before standing to return to his seat next to Téa whose grip on Mokuba had not slackened even as she slept. “You’re right. You have all of us.”
Anyway, tomorrow the honeymoon ends, and I'll have to actually DO something (like clean my apartment, pack, and go home). *sniffles* Dear Rest and Relaxation, how I'll miss you. How I mourn for your premature loss! Let me cling to you while I can like soap scum to my shower curtain!!!!!
AND OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!! NEXT WEEK IS CHRISTMAS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
What am I gonna do! WHAT AM I GONNA DO!!!!!!!!??????? WHAT? AM? I? GONNA? DO? *does her impression of The Scream*
So much to do, so little time!!!!! Why is time always AGAINST ME???? *has a small freak out session* And I still have six wishes to grant, not to mention 8 gifts to buy (with no money) and emails to reply to and . . . and . . .
The Annual Christmas Eve Family Game!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Does anyone have a game to recommend? Preferrably a board game. We usually play Trivial Pursuit, but my game's outdated, and I have most of the answers memorized *evil little smirk* Help!!!!!
EDIT: Believe it or not, I'm not drunk. I'm not even drinking. I haven't partook of an alcoholic beverage since long before I left home in August. I am feeling a hankering though. I think I want a bloody mary, but since I don't have vodka at home, I'll have to settle for a beer (when I get home - no alcohol at the apartment). And - by the by - pretzels and peanut butter have the ability to cure all ills. . . . Except maybe a missing Muse.
EDIT PART II: I have this wicked picture in my head. Unfortunately, I need a picture (a good one) of a church steeple with a cross on top. If someone can direct me, please comment! I had my heart set on Bath Abbey (England), but the pictures are all from the ground, and you can't see the steeples all that well. They're very intricate, so I need a CLEAR picture, preferrably from several vantage points. Plans rather than photos are also welcome. Any information is helpful!
- Kysra, who is in dire need of a sedative . . . or lots of chocolate
Now, can I keep up the ruse of writing this rather bad parody till Christmas Day?
Dare I ask if anyone actually thinks I'm up to the task? Cuz my Muse was kidnapped, ya know. I'm still awaiting her return. Until she does, you will get nothing more out of me - NOTHING I say . . . unless you had a wish I said I would grant, and I pity you all, really I do. Non-Muse work is so . . . so lackluster, like more than usual.
Just ask Mamono. She got this:
!!!!!Merry Christmas, Mamono!!!!!
An Olive Branch
By Kysra
“You scared her, you know?” Taylor’s words were a harsh whisper against the soft whirring of the revolving helicopter blades.
Seto Kaiba refused to look at the other boy, blue eyes trained imperiously on the dark expanse of cloudy sky stretched out before the windshield glass, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
An audible huff was the pencil-head’s answer as he fell into the co-pilot’s seat. “That stunt you pulled on the roof. You scared all of us, and most of us don’t even like you.”
“Then why are you annoying me?” It was said with anger and bite, hiding an undercurrent of shame. He could see Taylor’s face turn toward his out of the corner of his eye, and Kaiba had the presence of mind to keep his countenance closed, frozen, blank.
“Téa cares about you. I don’t get it, and Joey thinks she’s nuts but . . . . She’s not the only one. Mokuba . . . What would he have done if you had followed through on your threat?”
Silence and a tightening around Kaiba’s mouth were the only response to Tristan’s inquiry. “I’ll tell you what would have happened: You would be dead, Mokuba would be a soulless shell, and . . . the world would be short one Kaiba. Yugi - God only knows if Yugi would have pulled through on his duel, Pegasus probably would have won, and -“
“Enough.” It was a command.
Tristan shook his head, eyes burning, and throat dry. He croaked, “Life isn’t a game, Kaiba. It’s not win or lose. You can’t go around threatening to jump off of buildings even if you are desperate. We would have understood, if you had just told us what was going on! Don’t you get it, yet?! Don’t you understand what those two have been trying to tell you since the first?!”
Blue eyes clashed with gray-brown as the two teens stared each other down for long moments before Seto reiterated what he had spoken to a shaking teary-eyed girl atop Duelist Kingdom Castle, “I have all that I need.”
Tristan stared at him calmly before standing to return to his seat next to Téa whose grip on Mokuba had not slackened even as she slept. “You’re right. You have all of us.”
Anyway, tomorrow the honeymoon ends, and I'll have to actually DO something (like clean my apartment, pack, and go home). *sniffles* Dear Rest and Relaxation, how I'll miss you. How I mourn for your premature loss! Let me cling to you while I can like soap scum to my shower curtain!!!!!
AND OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!! NEXT WEEK IS CHRISTMAS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
What am I gonna do! WHAT AM I GONNA DO!!!!!!!!??????? WHAT? AM? I? GONNA? DO? *does her impression of The Scream*
So much to do, so little time!!!!! Why is time always AGAINST ME???? *has a small freak out session* And I still have six wishes to grant, not to mention 8 gifts to buy (with no money) and emails to reply to and . . . and . . .
The Annual Christmas Eve Family Game!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Does anyone have a game to recommend? Preferrably a board game. We usually play Trivial Pursuit, but my game's outdated, and I have most of the answers memorized *evil little smirk* Help!!!!!
EDIT: Believe it or not, I'm not drunk. I'm not even drinking. I haven't partook of an alcoholic beverage since long before I left home in August. I am feeling a hankering though. I think I want a bloody mary, but since I don't have vodka at home, I'll have to settle for a beer (when I get home - no alcohol at the apartment). And - by the by - pretzels and peanut butter have the ability to cure all ills. . . . Except maybe a missing Muse.
EDIT PART II: I have this wicked picture in my head. Unfortunately, I need a picture (a good one) of a church steeple with a cross on top. If someone can direct me, please comment! I had my heart set on Bath Abbey (England), but the pictures are all from the ground, and you can't see the steeples all that well. They're very intricate, so I need a CLEAR picture, preferrably from several vantage points. Plans rather than photos are also welcome. Any information is helpful!
- Kysra, who is in dire need of a sedative . . . or lots of chocolate