/gets revived and pulled out of a tea party with presley
So this one time
yukireizei and I went absolutely positively mad during one of our convos. It could be blamed on chocolate on my end and uh...possibly homework involving excel worksheets on hers, but either way, it gave birth to this monster.
Summary: Yusuf wants things. Saito breaks walls. Also: cake.
Rating: PG? PG-13? IDK, lol what is this shit.
Is this a fic?
Depends. Are you on drugs?
mal says:
YOU'RE WAITING FOR A MONKEY
a monkey with a tail
two tails
k, give me a theme and i shall do an on a fly fic
on this convo
because i am insane like that
or possibly because i've been reading angst like whoa
am i rambling
yes i am
brb
yukireizei says:
ECONOMIC GROWTH
AHAHA
I am a bastard.
OR. Because I am a nice person, EXCEL.
ONE SHIT DOWN.
TWO MORE TO GO BABY.
mal says:
K BACK
WHAT
ECONOMY GROWTH
I SHALL TRY
ON THE FLY
cause you know...it's nevermind
once upon a time there was a poor little distressed boy named Yusuf who only had one wish
all he wanted in his life beside a huge new chemical lab, a new ps3, the latest apple product and a hot brazillian babe was a cat
oh, and a thousand million money
preferably in the form of riyal
because he knows his economic growth dammit
no, not really, but those arabs are pretty damn rich aren't they?
point is, all he wanted beside a life of luxury and plenty of brazillian sex was a cat and money enough to last him seven generations
or one if his future child happened to be a paris hilton fan and decided to embark on a lifestyle similar to that of his/her idol
so anyways, as yusuf bemoaned his small-chemistry-lab (that was really underneath a chinese restaurant), ps3-and apple's latest product and brazillian babe-less and cat and money-less life, a fairy heard his whining and decided to help
why? because the fairy happened to just destroyed the world and the universe in one go, created an alternate version with the help of a hapless hero with unresolved sexual tension with his male friend because i demand it and destroyed a ring that a freaky fiery eye with a jewellary fetish really REALLY wanted
and as such, was on a roll
wait what is this shit
/kills self
I'M SORRY
i'm pretty sure that's what on the fly fics are unless i've been bullshitting myself
speaking of which, i could really use the tea
ANYWAYS
so the fairy comes up to yusuf...well actually came down to yusuf, passing by various calls for chicken chow mein and peiking duck and ignoring the various fortune cookie jokes that floated pass the fairy's head
which made sense, since the fairy was no other than Saito, since i'm a dick with no actual literal dick, who is Japanese and would ignore the pettiness of americanised fortune cookie business retailing
anyways, he owns half of the shares in the fortune cookie market, the other half being owned by the swedish owned Pirate Bay
they totally exist, I swear
So Saito floats up to Yusuf, appearing suddenly to the moaning man in a poof of fashionable smoke, dressed in a tailor made dark suit. He raised an eyebrow at the sudden appearance of proper capitalization and the introduction of the dot in which you put after you finish a sentence in this story and decided that it was beyond him to comment on it.
For he was Saito and so shalth the World boweth to him(th).
Yusuf, seeing the sudden awesome appearance of Bad Ass!Fairy!Saito, reacted in the most common way one would react to seeing Bad Ass!Fairy!Saito, he fainted.
No, not really. More like, he gaped in awe, forgetting about the chemical at hand and succeed in making knock out gas when the chemical in his test tube mixed with the one in the beaker.
Saito tsk-ed at the sheer unelegance of the situation. It wasn't....neat. Coincidentally, let us both think about how glorious it would be if Saito had his own spin off in CSI and he was the boss.
Inception!CSI, come on, that should seriously exist already.
So anyways, Saito granted Yusuf's wish, drank some Santana Champ because it was so crisp, grabbed his swim trunks and his flippy floppies and went on a boat flipping burgers while you're at a Kinko's straight flipping copies.
Yes, I'm listening to I'm On a Boat.
Aaand it ends there. You're welcome to pelt tomatoes at me. Or cabbages. God knows I don't get enough cabbages...