[fic] One Morning In Babel

[motley_sis]

Title: One Morning In Babel     Words: < 1350
Characters: Noin, Trowa; mention of Wu Fei, Zechs     Disclaimer: :P
Rating: PG     Warnings: dorkiest Noin ever.
Notes: all_unwritten prompt 902: postcard
Expect no discernible plot.  Also, I find my own sense of humour hilarious.

Comments

[ederyn]

Bahahahaha! Why has it never occurred to me that Zechs and Treize might get drunk together and play practical jokes on everyone? It's so obvious now! Hee! But poor Waffles! And the poor coffee machine. *pets them* I'm so glad your former kookiness is now back in full force! Of course, this unfortunately means we're going to expect fics like this from you on a regular basis now. *pets you too*

Am I truly evil for wanting to see Noin tortured like this so much?

[motley_sis]

Treize? Hee! I'll assume you meant to say 'Zechs & Duo' there.  c[_](^¬^;)\   Glad you see the obviousness of this happening! It's like we're carpooling on the same brain wave. Hee! You probably are  evil for wanting to see Noin suffer eternal mortification, but at least it's not your brain that spawned the past few fictions. Believe me, I've tried to fight this for ages now - since my huge block after Sand, the first thing I wrote even remotely like a fic was this untitled ditty. No idea if writing about Noin is my destiny or my fate, but there ya go.  *dies a little inside*

But   thank you! \(^O^)/

and   AAAARGH! \(>@<)/

and   *purrs* \(^ω^)/
 

[ederyn]

I remember that! And it still rings sooooo true. It IS your destiny to write Noinage! You must, you must, you must! You're the only person in the world who writes her exactly the way I see her. You have an obligation to educate the planet on what a Stepford samurai wife she really is, since apparently other people are too blind to see it. Waaaaaah! *buys them glasses*

Actually you've made me much more tolerant and even sympathetic toward Noin in this this fic, as it's is much kinder to her than that freewrite ditty. I like her much more in this one, since at least here she finally opens her mind to the reality that Zechs is a jerk to her. I can even imagine her graduating from her idiotic adoration of Zechs and moving on to someone more worthy of her obsessive love. Go Noin! *\o/*

[motley_sis]

Bahahaha! Never thought it possible to make you tolerant of the twit, but somehow you make it sound like not being able to write obsessing Wu Fei  or poignant Trowa  as I've been trying the past year actually turned into a good thing. Ah, yes: the noble task of educating the masses about Noin's true colours. Hee! That cheers me up considerably. Thanks!  (^-^)[♥]3

Well, even though she's finally managed to think of Zechs as some kind of jerk here, she's got a long way to go. She'd have to undergo serious neuro-linguistic programming and many more embarrassing moments before maturing out of that crush - and she'd probably have to go nuclear on Zechs' arse to change the way he treats her. But yup, she should one day graduate. I hope to get a few more laughs out of her misery before she does, though.  (°w°)Ψ

[bryonylj]

LOVE IT! Hahahaha!

[motley_sis]

Hey there, stranger! How's life among the Scots? :)

Thanks!

[bryonylj]

'Tis good! Surprisingly busy of late - in a good way - although it does leave even less time for fandom than I had before. But the good intention remain! ;)

[motley_sis]

Good to know you're faring well. :)   Does being busy have anything to do with the theatre you were involved in? As I recall there had been some frustrating situations involving the organisation - I much hope you managed to sort things out to keep your hobbies/passions fun.

But ah, our poor fandom.  *pets it*   Intentions galore here as well. ;)