The Purple Terror Of The Snow XDDDDD
I totally used the drabble-matic thing from saydeenoir 's journal, and this is what came out of it:
The Purple Terror Of The Snow
It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Nekozawa and Tamaki went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Nekozawa hit Tamaki in his arm with a big magical iceball. It hurt a lot, but Nekozawa kissed it slyly and then it was all better.
Then they decided to make a snow man.
"We'll make a really sparkly snow man!" Nekozawa said.
"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Tamaki said. "That would be more flatulent and politically correct."
"I know," Nekozawa said. "We can make a snow raven. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."
So they rolled the snow up sweetly and made a noisy snow raven. Nekozawa put on a Beezlenuf for the hand. The raven was almost as big as Tamaki.
"It looks loose," Nekozawa said slowly. "But it seems like it's missing something."
"Here," Tamaki said and held up a yellow walnut. "I found this in the sea." He put the walnut onto the raven's head.
It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the raven, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a rose that had been plucked before its prime.
Tamaki screamed rudely and ran but the snow raven chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow raven kissed him sensually.
"Nobody does that to my little Torrid Rose," Nekozawa screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow raven through the nose. It fell down and Nekozawa kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
"You saved me!" Tamaki said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
The walnut lay in the yard until a lonely child picked it up and took it home.
The Purple Terror Of The Snow
It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Nekozawa and Tamaki went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Nekozawa hit Tamaki in his arm with a big magical iceball. It hurt a lot, but Nekozawa kissed it slyly and then it was all better.
Then they decided to make a snow man.
"We'll make a really sparkly snow man!" Nekozawa said.
"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Tamaki said. "That would be more flatulent and politically correct."
"I know," Nekozawa said. "We can make a snow raven. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."
So they rolled the snow up sweetly and made a noisy snow raven. Nekozawa put on a Beezlenuf for the hand. The raven was almost as big as Tamaki.
"It looks loose," Nekozawa said slowly. "But it seems like it's missing something."
"Here," Tamaki said and held up a yellow walnut. "I found this in the sea." He put the walnut onto the raven's head.
It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the raven, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a rose that had been plucked before its prime.
Tamaki screamed rudely and ran but the snow raven chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow raven kissed him sensually.
"Nobody does that to my little Torrid Rose," Nekozawa screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow raven through the nose. It fell down and Nekozawa kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
"You saved me!" Tamaki said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
The walnut lay in the yard until a lonely child picked it up and took it home.