SM Monthly Fanfic Challenge Theme #87 (28MAR06)
Title: The Wine Talking
Author: Raya
Theme: Villains (Optional: Monologue)
Genre: Humor
Version: Anime
Rating: G
Word Count: 420
Disclaimer: All of the characters used below were created by Takeuchi Naoko. I have merely converted them into paper dolls to play with for a little while.
Canon, spelling, grammar, and punctuation corrections are appreciated. So is constructive criticism. Please let me know if you see something that should be corrected. Thanks! - Raya
The Wine Talking
"So then I told Nephrite, heh heh heh, I told him that the wine was poisoned. He didn't believe me, of course." Zoisite paused and frowned down into his champagne glass. "He never believes me," he pouted angrily. "I wonder why that is? Anyway," his expression brightened as he leaned closer to Kunzite, "so he swiped the wine out of my hands and said 'You can't fool me! I'm the greatest wine taster in all of the Dark Kingdom. I know when a wine is poisoned.'" As he said these words, Zoisite re-enacted Nephrite's moves and mannerisms.
Then, he dropped the pose and laughed once more. "The greatest wine taster in all of the Dark Kingdom. Right. Then how could he not know that that was Beryl-sama's special reserve vintage? Oh, you should have seen him when she came flying around the corner! He was all 'I don't know what you're talking about, Beryl-sama, this is my wine.'" Once more, Zoisite imitated Nephrite's voice and mannerisms. "And she was like 'You dare! You lowly worm. Is that your cup, too?'." Once again, he imitated the speaker he was quoting. Kunzite felt his lips twitch at the the strange falsetto and the way Zoisite fingers moved as if they were caressing an invisible crystal ball. That, or preparing to attack each other. "And he was like 'Your glass?!' You should have seen his face, Kunzite-sama!"
Zoisite paused in his monologue, and swayed a little on his feet. "Yeah, why didn't Nephrite recognize her glass? That's another interesting question. Hmm... Maybe he's used to drinking her special wine out of her special glass. Maybe... Maybe he steals her wine, too. Or, no... Maybe... Maybe they're lovers!" He blinked his brown eyes as he pondered this thought.
Kunzite sighed and took the glass out of the younger man's hand. Obviously, he had had more than enough to drink and it was time to lock him up in a room before he could get himself into any trouble. Really. One day, Kunzite hoped that Zoisite would develop enough of a tolerance to be able to handle more than half of a glass of wine.
As he gently pushed Zoisite towards the room, the younger man frowned back at him over his shoulder. "That's just not fair, Kunzite-sama! Sleeping with the Queen just to get all the best wine and choice assignments." Kunzite sighed, and shook his head. It was going to be a long night.
Author: Raya
Theme: Villains (Optional: Monologue)
Genre: Humor
Version: Anime
Rating: G
Word Count: 420
Disclaimer: All of the characters used below were created by Takeuchi Naoko. I have merely converted them into paper dolls to play with for a little while.
Canon, spelling, grammar, and punctuation corrections are appreciated. So is constructive criticism. Please let me know if you see something that should be corrected. Thanks! - Raya
The Wine Talking
"So then I told Nephrite, heh heh heh, I told him that the wine was poisoned. He didn't believe me, of course." Zoisite paused and frowned down into his champagne glass. "He never believes me," he pouted angrily. "I wonder why that is? Anyway," his expression brightened as he leaned closer to Kunzite, "so he swiped the wine out of my hands and said 'You can't fool me! I'm the greatest wine taster in all of the Dark Kingdom. I know when a wine is poisoned.'" As he said these words, Zoisite re-enacted Nephrite's moves and mannerisms.
Then, he dropped the pose and laughed once more. "The greatest wine taster in all of the Dark Kingdom. Right. Then how could he not know that that was Beryl-sama's special reserve vintage? Oh, you should have seen him when she came flying around the corner! He was all 'I don't know what you're talking about, Beryl-sama, this is my wine.'" Once more, Zoisite imitated Nephrite's voice and mannerisms. "And she was like 'You dare! You lowly worm. Is that your cup, too?'." Once again, he imitated the speaker he was quoting. Kunzite felt his lips twitch at the the strange falsetto and the way Zoisite fingers moved as if they were caressing an invisible crystal ball. That, or preparing to attack each other. "And he was like 'Your glass?!' You should have seen his face, Kunzite-sama!"
Zoisite paused in his monologue, and swayed a little on his feet. "Yeah, why didn't Nephrite recognize her glass? That's another interesting question. Hmm... Maybe he's used to drinking her special wine out of her special glass. Maybe... Maybe he steals her wine, too. Or, no... Maybe... Maybe they're lovers!" He blinked his brown eyes as he pondered this thought.
Kunzite sighed and took the glass out of the younger man's hand. Obviously, he had had more than enough to drink and it was time to lock him up in a room before he could get himself into any trouble. Really. One day, Kunzite hoped that Zoisite would develop enough of a tolerance to be able to handle more than half of a glass of wine.
As he gently pushed Zoisite towards the room, the younger man frowned back at him over his shoulder. "That's just not fair, Kunzite-sama! Sleeping with the Queen just to get all the best wine and choice assignments." Kunzite sighed, and shook his head. It was going to be a long night.