50 words challenge [2/50]
Title: Insane 22/50
Characters/pairing: Non, YoungSaeng centric
Rating: safe
Genre: Crack
Summary: Of pikatchu costumes and stuff animals.
'Insainity is contagious' had his mother often told him when he was little.
But YoungSaeng never really believed her. It was just to get him away from his friends down the street.
But nowdays his mothers words started to hang around in his head again.
Was there any other way to explain the mental state of his bandmates?
Ok....maybe they weren't really sane frome the start, but sometimes YoungSaeng really wondered if he was the only one with his sanity left.
While his bandmates actions most of the time couldn't really be explained at all, there was always a logical reason behind YoungSaengs actions.
"That's what you think." Sounded an amused voice down from the other end of his bed.
YoungSaeng looked up from where he was spread out on his blankets and arranged himself new so he was facing his opponent.
"What do you mean?" He asked lightly confused.
The other one smirked.
"Remember your first concert? You were all dressed up in a skirt and mickey sweater and stuff, singing a girls song on stage."
YoungSaeng blinked.
Yes he had been wearing a skirt.
Yes there was an mickey mouse on his sweater and yes they were singing a girls song.
Youngsaeng snickered.
"And now what?" He raised an eyebrown. "It was our first concert. It was this thing called fanservice."
He shrugged his shoulders. "KyuJong had done it too. The skirt and stuff."
"I see.." There was a little pause before the other spoke up again.
"The what's with the pikatchu costume?"
YoungSaeng frowned . "Pikatchu?"
Ah yes, there was something. It was in this little video the made, also for their first concert.
Everyone else was wearing causal cloths arguing over some toe-socks while he was hopping around in an pikatchu costume. Why had he been in that costume again?
"Too much sugar?" He asked unsure. "Hell we where young, everyone makes mistakes."
"Sure." His opponent snickered.
"Then how about the one time you let the make up artists doll you up? Not enough sugar?"
YoungSaeng gave him an odd look.
"That's ridicoulous. It was fun." He smiled.
Sure his eyes had been a little bit too heavy and the teasing of the others wasn't nice either.
"They deserve a little bit happiness too. And KyuJong had his nails painted also. Nothing to fuss over."
He rolled onto his back again.
There was silence again.
"Then what's with this cheesy t-shirt ripping during the encore and your oh so proud and oblivous happy face after." The voice had a very clear teasing tone to it.
YoungSaengs head shot up.
"Pfft. What leader can do, can Youngsaeng do too. Period." He gave as response and rolled back.
After a few more minutes of silence YoungSaeng gathered his legs underneath him. This conversation was over for him and his sanity was proven. That had all been logical explanations after all.
He lifted himself up from his bed to take a shower and to celebrate his sainity but was stopped half way when his roomdoor nearly crashed into his face.
HyungJun stand in front of him with a large grin on his face and sparkling eyes.
"YoungSaengie~" He started,
"We want to do a new version of Hyunderella as a birthday present for leader. Are you in?"
"Which role?"
"Prince?" HyungJun asked unsure.
"No way! Evil stepsister!" HyungJun grined.
"Sure. After that we want to get JungMin into a horse costume, bind a carrot on his back and let him run in circles."
YoungSaeng laughed. "Sure."
He turned and faced his room again before closing the door.
"You stay here. I'll be back soon."
The little stuffed otter just stared back at him.
Ok, maybe - just maybe he had lost a little bit of sanity after all these years too.
Characters/pairing: Non, YoungSaeng centric
Rating: safe
Genre: Crack
Summary: Of pikatchu costumes and stuff animals.
'Insainity is contagious' had his mother often told him when he was little.
But YoungSaeng never really believed her. It was just to get him away from his friends down the street.
But nowdays his mothers words started to hang around in his head again.
Was there any other way to explain the mental state of his bandmates?
Ok....maybe they weren't really sane frome the start, but sometimes YoungSaeng really wondered if he was the only one with his sanity left.
While his bandmates actions most of the time couldn't really be explained at all, there was always a logical reason behind YoungSaengs actions.
"That's what you think." Sounded an amused voice down from the other end of his bed.
YoungSaeng looked up from where he was spread out on his blankets and arranged himself new so he was facing his opponent.
"What do you mean?" He asked lightly confused.
The other one smirked.
"Remember your first concert? You were all dressed up in a skirt and mickey sweater and stuff, singing a girls song on stage."
YoungSaeng blinked.
Yes he had been wearing a skirt.
Yes there was an mickey mouse on his sweater and yes they were singing a girls song.
Youngsaeng snickered.
"And now what?" He raised an eyebrown. "It was our first concert. It was this thing called fanservice."
He shrugged his shoulders. "KyuJong had done it too. The skirt and stuff."
"I see.." There was a little pause before the other spoke up again.
"The what's with the pikatchu costume?"
YoungSaeng frowned . "Pikatchu?"
Ah yes, there was something. It was in this little video the made, also for their first concert.
Everyone else was wearing causal cloths arguing over some toe-socks while he was hopping around in an pikatchu costume. Why had he been in that costume again?
"Too much sugar?" He asked unsure. "Hell we where young, everyone makes mistakes."
"Sure." His opponent snickered.
"Then how about the one time you let the make up artists doll you up? Not enough sugar?"
YoungSaeng gave him an odd look.
"That's ridicoulous. It was fun." He smiled.
Sure his eyes had been a little bit too heavy and the teasing of the others wasn't nice either.
"They deserve a little bit happiness too. And KyuJong had his nails painted also. Nothing to fuss over."
He rolled onto his back again.
There was silence again.
"Then what's with this cheesy t-shirt ripping during the encore and your oh so proud and oblivous happy face after." The voice had a very clear teasing tone to it.
YoungSaengs head shot up.
"Pfft. What leader can do, can Youngsaeng do too. Period." He gave as response and rolled back.
After a few more minutes of silence YoungSaeng gathered his legs underneath him. This conversation was over for him and his sanity was proven. That had all been logical explanations after all.
He lifted himself up from his bed to take a shower and to celebrate his sainity but was stopped half way when his roomdoor nearly crashed into his face.
HyungJun stand in front of him with a large grin on his face and sparkling eyes.
"YoungSaengie~" He started,
"We want to do a new version of Hyunderella as a birthday present for leader. Are you in?"
"Which role?"
"Prince?" HyungJun asked unsure.
"No way! Evil stepsister!" HyungJun grined.
"Sure. After that we want to get JungMin into a horse costume, bind a carrot on his back and let him run in circles."
YoungSaeng laughed. "Sure."
He turned and faced his room again before closing the door.
"You stay here. I'll be back soon."
The little stuffed otter just stared back at him.
Ok, maybe - just maybe he had lost a little bit of sanity after all these years too.