December Challenge 09 - Seven
Title - Seven
Author - unwritten_ideas
Rating - PG
Word Count - 805
Characters - Gackt, You, Chacha, Jon, Takumi, U:zo, Shinya
Disclaimer - don’t own squat and if I did, I’d be posting this with pictures
Summary - it's a YFC drinking party and U:zo has a new topic of conversation
It was that time of the night when the combination of the late hour and the copious amounts of alcohol drank lead to the most wonderful discussions. Nobody was drunk enough that forming sentences would be difficult, but nobody was sober enough to entirely make sense.
Gackt’s living room had seen many crazy conversations so far.
“Hey guys,” U:zo said, “there are seven of us.”
Five of his fellow band members stared at him as if he’d just said the dumbest thing since the last dumb thing he’d said, whereas Shinya looked around the table and counted to make sure he was right.
“Have you only just noticed that?” Gackt asked.
“No,” U:zo said pointedly, “I’ve always known there was seven. I was just saying it because it leads into my next question.”
Takumi looked up from the line of tequila shots he was pouring and hoped Gackt wouldn’t get angry over the tequila he’d spilled onto the floor. “What’s the question?”
“There are seven of us,” U:zo repeated, “and there are seven dwarfs. So, if Disney were to film a YFC version of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, who would play each dwarf?”
There were several moments of silence. Rockstars don’t watch Disney, and if they do, they don’t admit to it. U:zo was starting to feel slightly uncomfortable from the power of the glares that were thrown in his direction when the silence was finally broken by the last person he expected.
“I’d obviously be Doc,” Gackt said. “He’s the boss.”
You looked at Gackt in shock. “You know the names of the dwarfs?”
Gackt shrugged his shoulders. “I have nieces and nephews. Doc’s also the clever one, so that has to be me.”
Chacha snorted. “Yeah, keep telling yourself that.”
“Seeing as though you fall asleep whenever you stay still for more than ten minutes,” Shinya said to Gackt, “I think you should be Sleepy.”
“He sleeps more than me,” Gackt said indignantly as he pointed towards You.
“No,” Jon said, tilting his head to the side as he scrutinised You, “You would be Sneezy because he always has a cold.”
You adjusted the face mask he wore and coughed. “I’ll agree with that.”
“Gackt should be Grumpy,” U:zo suggested, “because he’s always in a bad mood with me.”
Gackt grabbed a tequila shot. “That’s because you always screw up.”
U:zo pouted and snatched the tequila bottle from Takumi’s hands.
Takumi glared at him. “I think Gaku-aniki should be Happy because he’s always happy with me.”
There was a loud chorus of groans that both Gackt and Takumi decided to ignore.
“I know what dwarf he wouldn’t be,” Chacha said, “and that’s Bashful. You don’t have a shy bone in your body, do you?” he said as he turned to Gackt.
Gackt smiled. “I don’t have anything to bashful about.”
“I still say he’d be Grumpy,” U:zo muttered.
“Ah!” Gackt exclaimed excitedly. “I know exactly who I would be.”
“C’mon G, let’s hear it,” Jon said.
“Snow White, obviously.”
You snorted. “Why Snow White?”
“Because I’m the fairest in the land,” Gackt said as he tried, but failed, to stop himself from grinning.
“Ah yes,” Chacha said, “beautiful but dumb chick that eats too many apples. I can completely see the resemblance.”
“If you’re Snow White,” Takumi said quickly, hoping to stop Gackt from yelling at Chacha, “then who would be the Prince?”
“I think Takumi wants that role,” Shinya whispered to Chacha. Neither Gackt nor Takumi heard him.
“Yeah, you need a prince to ride in on his white horse and rescue you,” Jon said.
Gackt drank another shot as he thought. “Dammit, I’d need to be the Prince too, wouldn’t I? None of you are prince material, and I have the horse on stand by already.”
“You can’t rescue yourself,” Chacha said, “although the only person who could give you ‘love’s true kiss’ is probably yourself.”
Gackt chose to ignore Chacha again. “In that case, You would be Snow White.”
You looked at Gackt with a horrified expression on his face. “Why do I have to be the damsel in distress? Why not Chacha?”
“Because Chacha is the evil Queen,” Gackt said, smirking in Chacha’s direction.
Gackt had to duck quickly when Chacha threw a lime at his head. “No throwing limes, evil Queen.”
“I guess we can’t be the seven dwarfs now,” Jon said sadly to U:zo, “now that Gackt, You and Chacha have taken other roles, there’s only four of us left.”
“That’s okay,” U:zo said brightly, “I have another conversation topic now.”
The other six members turned to him expectantly.
“There are seven members of YFC,” U:zo said, “and seven days of the week. Who would be which day?”
U:zo tried his hardest, but unlike Gackt, he couldn’t duck all six limes thrown at his head.
~owari
Author - unwritten_ideas
Rating - PG
Word Count - 805
Characters - Gackt, You, Chacha, Jon, Takumi, U:zo, Shinya
Disclaimer - don’t own squat and if I did, I’d be posting this with pictures
Summary - it's a YFC drinking party and U:zo has a new topic of conversation
It was that time of the night when the combination of the late hour and the copious amounts of alcohol drank lead to the most wonderful discussions. Nobody was drunk enough that forming sentences would be difficult, but nobody was sober enough to entirely make sense.
Gackt’s living room had seen many crazy conversations so far.
“Hey guys,” U:zo said, “there are seven of us.”
Five of his fellow band members stared at him as if he’d just said the dumbest thing since the last dumb thing he’d said, whereas Shinya looked around the table and counted to make sure he was right.
“Have you only just noticed that?” Gackt asked.
“No,” U:zo said pointedly, “I’ve always known there was seven. I was just saying it because it leads into my next question.”
Takumi looked up from the line of tequila shots he was pouring and hoped Gackt wouldn’t get angry over the tequila he’d spilled onto the floor. “What’s the question?”
“There are seven of us,” U:zo repeated, “and there are seven dwarfs. So, if Disney were to film a YFC version of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, who would play each dwarf?”
There were several moments of silence. Rockstars don’t watch Disney, and if they do, they don’t admit to it. U:zo was starting to feel slightly uncomfortable from the power of the glares that were thrown in his direction when the silence was finally broken by the last person he expected.
“I’d obviously be Doc,” Gackt said. “He’s the boss.”
You looked at Gackt in shock. “You know the names of the dwarfs?”
Gackt shrugged his shoulders. “I have nieces and nephews. Doc’s also the clever one, so that has to be me.”
Chacha snorted. “Yeah, keep telling yourself that.”
“Seeing as though you fall asleep whenever you stay still for more than ten minutes,” Shinya said to Gackt, “I think you should be Sleepy.”
“He sleeps more than me,” Gackt said indignantly as he pointed towards You.
“No,” Jon said, tilting his head to the side as he scrutinised You, “You would be Sneezy because he always has a cold.”
You adjusted the face mask he wore and coughed. “I’ll agree with that.”
“Gackt should be Grumpy,” U:zo suggested, “because he’s always in a bad mood with me.”
Gackt grabbed a tequila shot. “That’s because you always screw up.”
U:zo pouted and snatched the tequila bottle from Takumi’s hands.
Takumi glared at him. “I think Gaku-aniki should be Happy because he’s always happy with me.”
There was a loud chorus of groans that both Gackt and Takumi decided to ignore.
“I know what dwarf he wouldn’t be,” Chacha said, “and that’s Bashful. You don’t have a shy bone in your body, do you?” he said as he turned to Gackt.
Gackt smiled. “I don’t have anything to bashful about.”
“I still say he’d be Grumpy,” U:zo muttered.
“Ah!” Gackt exclaimed excitedly. “I know exactly who I would be.”
“C’mon G, let’s hear it,” Jon said.
“Snow White, obviously.”
You snorted. “Why Snow White?”
“Because I’m the fairest in the land,” Gackt said as he tried, but failed, to stop himself from grinning.
“Ah yes,” Chacha said, “beautiful but dumb chick that eats too many apples. I can completely see the resemblance.”
“If you’re Snow White,” Takumi said quickly, hoping to stop Gackt from yelling at Chacha, “then who would be the Prince?”
“I think Takumi wants that role,” Shinya whispered to Chacha. Neither Gackt nor Takumi heard him.
“Yeah, you need a prince to ride in on his white horse and rescue you,” Jon said.
Gackt drank another shot as he thought. “Dammit, I’d need to be the Prince too, wouldn’t I? None of you are prince material, and I have the horse on stand by already.”
“You can’t rescue yourself,” Chacha said, “although the only person who could give you ‘love’s true kiss’ is probably yourself.”
Gackt chose to ignore Chacha again. “In that case, You would be Snow White.”
You looked at Gackt with a horrified expression on his face. “Why do I have to be the damsel in distress? Why not Chacha?”
“Because Chacha is the evil Queen,” Gackt said, smirking in Chacha’s direction.
Gackt had to duck quickly when Chacha threw a lime at his head. “No throwing limes, evil Queen.”
“I guess we can’t be the seven dwarfs now,” Jon said sadly to U:zo, “now that Gackt, You and Chacha have taken other roles, there’s only four of us left.”
“That’s okay,” U:zo said brightly, “I have another conversation topic now.”
The other six members turned to him expectantly.
“There are seven members of YFC,” U:zo said, “and seven days of the week. Who would be which day?”
U:zo tried his hardest, but unlike Gackt, he couldn’t duck all six limes thrown at his head.
~owari