My Not so Turkey, Turkey Day
star_drop8
Length: 4 chapters
Character(s): DBSK
Pairing(s): slight hints of Yoosu and Jaeho
Rated: pg-13 (?) well, there are a few curses here and there lol haha and tons of sarcasm..lol
Genre: Crack. (crack crack crack lol haha sorry, seungri's 'strong baby' played in my head just now)
Forewords/Summary: It's Thanks giving and no one remembered?? How can this be?? How will their holiday be spent?? Will they find a turkey?? Will their day be filled with happiness, eventually? Whose fault was it that they forgot? Will they make dinner in time before the holiday is over? What problems will they encounter?
A/N: I know that thankx giving is an american holiday and the characters here are infact korean. but, this is a fanfiction; emphasis on the word FICTION. ^_^ thank you!! ^_^ (i apologize in advance for any possible misunderstanding.....)
chap1 :: chap2
Chapter 3
Turkey Day 3
-_- *sigh* one more chap after this lol heh heh. This is just sucky don't you think?? -_- a thanks giving short posted around xmas time....*sigh* welps please excuse the lateness and suckeyness(not a word lol) he he...
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-"No!! Let me stay until it wears down a little..." Changmin held on to each side of the door frame. It was a good 10minutes now and the guard was still struggling to push Changmin out.
-"Let me out!! I'll give him a good tickle!!" One of the cell mates called out.
-"Oh no!! I'm leaving!! I'm leaving!!" Changmin let go of his grip. But, at the wrong moment. Being that the guard was still pushing against his body, Changmin fell forward onto the sidewalk. "Just my luck..." Changmin mumbled as he lifted his head, spitting out the unwanted water in his mouth. The rain was at its downpour. The minute he picked himself off the ground, his clothing was stuck tightly against his skin. He shook himself violently, in attempt to get the water off of him. Finding that, that obviously wasn't working. He drooped down onto his knees. Looking up, he shouted angrily at the sky. "All of this for a turkey?!"
Just then a bird flew by and left its dropping on his face.
-"What is a bird doing, flying in this kind of weather?!" Changmin pounded angrily onto the sidewalk. The white-green gooey substance dripped down the side of his face as he wailed uncontrollably. "This is just a load of-"
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-"Uno!!" Junsu slammed his last card against the table. "Ow..." He withdrew quickly after from the pain.
-"That's it. No more. I quit." Yunho tossed his cards aside.
-"Sore loser." Yoochun grinned endlessly. "But, I don't know if I would call your decision a good one or not...I mean either way, you still lose. Big time." Yoochun cackled loudly as he placed his last card down. "Uno...." He sang in a mocking tone that made Yunho clench his fists in fury. Closing his eyes, Yunho inhaled deeply, exhaling slowly as he got up.
-"Turning in so soon?" Junsu asked, taking out the deck or playing cards. "No 'I declare war'?"
-"I'm going to bed." Yunho smiled in a stiff manner. "It seems that in my dreams, is the only place you two can't get to me."
-"You know, that can change anytime. You wait on it." Yoochun whispered as Yunho shut the bedroom door. His eyes became shifty as he motioned for Junsu to come closer to him. "This is going to be fun!!
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Thunder roared once more, making Jaejoong jump a little. He was a good 7blocks away from the apartment and he was suprised the umbrella still stood. He held tightly in amazement that such a small kid's umbrella could withstand the horrible weather. "Yoochun came through this time." Jaejoong smiled to himself. It was as if he should have never even said that.
Lightening flashed itself at Jaejoong. Specifically, at the umbrella, sending electric waves through the tiny metal bars. Being that Jaejoong was holding it still, he got electrified. It was about 2minutes before he was able to release his hold of the now burned up rod. He scrunched up his face in anger as he saw smoke spiraling up from his patched up clothing. "Kill. Yoochun." Jaejoong worded his thoughts outloud before continuing on his way to the market. Walking now with no shield from the heavy rain, Jaejoong cursed silently to himself with each footstep he took.
Just then a black limosine slowed its way down, beside where Jaejoong was walking. The tinted window rolled down enough to show a pair of eyes.
-"You'll get sick. Hop in." Jaejoong turned to the female voice that came from the limosine. He blinked a couple of times, walking on off, ignoring the offer. The limosine continued to follow him. "Don't worry, I'm harmless." The voice attempted some assurance.
-"No-" Jaejoong wasn't able to refuse. Two tall guys in black suits barged out of the limosine, lifting Jaejoong by each arm and carrying him to the back of the ride. They threw him in. Getting in themselves, the doors were slammed shut before the limosine drove off.
-"What the hell is this?!" Jaejoong asked.
-"Where is the goods?" He found the owner of the voice sitting right next to him, circling a finger around his cheek.
-"What goods?" Jaejoong shifted his body away from the woman.
-"Just give me the goods and all will be fine." Jaejoong looked across from him to see a short man in a white tuxedo sipping a tall glass of vodka.
-"I don't know what you're talking about!" Jaejoong yelled. "And that glass is taller than you are...you could do no harm to a flea." Jaejoong mumbled. The glass of vodka was thrown at him to show that the man heard what was said. "Okay!! I didn't mean that!!"
-"Are you sure this is the guy?" The man in the tuxedo asked the woman.
-"I'm positive. He is the one I gave the duffle bag to."
-"You!!" Jaejoong jumped up in shock. In doing so though, he bumped his head on the roof, forgetting he was in the limosine. "Damn..."
-"So you do know where it is?" The man smirked, knowing Jaejoong had just unknowingly, confirmed his knowledge of the bag and the woman.
-"No! I don't, so let me out!!!" Jaejoong hunched over to reach for the door knob, but was knocked back down by one of the tall men in the black suits.
-"I don't think so. We're going for a little ride." The short man informed Jaejoong. He then directed the driver to speed up.
-"This isn't happening to me!!" Jaejoong jumped at the window and pressed his face against it, hoping someone would see him. "Help me!!!"
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-"Hey!! Watch it!!" Changmin yelled after the black limosine that drove right by passed him, splashing a whole wave of water on him. One of the windows of the limosine went down as someone called out, screaming: "Help me!!!" The window was immediately let back up as the limosine sped off.
-"Did that guy just sound like...." Changmin was about to quench his curiosity. "Nah." But, he shook the thought away from his mind. "I have to find a turkey. No time to worry about a potential hostage situation." Changmin marched on through the rainfall in determination to find a turkey before Thanks giving ended.
++BACK AT THE APARTMENT++
-"Shh...." Yoochun instructed Junsu as they crept carefully into the room. Yunho was fast asleep in his bed. Yoochun crept closer with eyes gleaming with mischief. He observed Yunho's face to see him smiling brightly. "Hm. I don't know what he's dreaming about, but that's all about to change.." He waved Junsu over to the bed.
-"It's game time." He rubbed his hands together in concocting motion.
-"I would prefer soccer..." Junsu mumbled, earning a kick from Yoochun. Yoochun then brought Junsu down with him as he knelt down beside Yunho. He pulled out a small boombox from the corner and placed a c.d into it. Pressing 'play', birds began to chirp through the speakers.
-"What is this?" Junsu asked.
-"I learned this somewhere. It's like some type of sleep hypnosis or something- I don't know! Just follow along!" Yoochun raised his voice through gritted teeth. He inched his face towards Yunho's ear. "Do you hear that Yunho? The peaceful sounds of the woods..." Yoochun whispered above the rustling of trees projecting from the boombox. Yunho shuffled in bed, tussling his body onto the other side. "It's fall Yunho...the sound of fall. Rabbits skipping along happily throughout the bushes." Yoochun spoke onward in enticement. Yunho turned on his back, his limbs going limp. His face seemed to be relaxed now. Yoochun nudged Junsu, urging him to assist.
-"And, oh! What is that we see Yunho? It's Bambi running across the field of leaves in glee." Junsu squeaked, trying not to crack a chuckle once they both saw an excited expression come across Yunho's face. Yoochun nodded in aprovement.
-"But, wait Yunho. Something is not right." Yoochun alerted Yunho. "I see someone from behind the bushes. Do you see it Yunho?" Yunho's eyes squinted tightly, as if trying to picture what it is, Yoochun was depicting to him. "There goes Junsu!!"
-"Why me? Why not you?!"
-"Shh!!" Yoochun hushed him. "I think he has a gun Yunho!!" Yoochun jumped back as soon as Yunho sat up immediately. Yunho turned his face towards Junsu's direction.
-"Yoochun...." Junsu, uttered nervously.
-"Shh!!" Yoochun hushed Junsu once more. Junsu scrambled backward, away from the bed. "He is about to shoot Bambi!! Oh no Yunho, save Bambi!!"
Yunho fell off the bed, getting up hastily.
-"Yoochun stop!!" Junsu pleaded, seeing the leader scrunch his face up in anger. Yoochun shook his head in refusal.
-"Oh no Yunho!!! He's going to pull the trigger....he's going to-"
-"NO!!!!!" Yunho cut Yoochun off, flinging himself onto Junsu, trying to attack him.
-"Yoochun!!!!" Junsu screamed in panick. Yoochun laughed in satisfactory as he pulled out a video recorder and began recording. "This would work good for blackmail ...." Yoochun said to himself.
-"YOOCHUN!!!!"
-"Okay, okay!!" Yoochun hummed to himself, thinking of something to get Yunho off of Junsu. "I got it!" Yoochun snapped his fingers as an idea came to his head. He set the video recorder down at an angle that still recorded the scene that was currently playing. Yoochun ran out of the room, coming back with a small cushion. "Yunho, look!!" Yoochun threw the cushion at Yunho's face. But, it fell onto Junsu's face since Junsu was beneath him. Yunho searched around until he found the cushion and picked it up. "It was too late, I'm sorry to say....." Yoochun pretended to let out a little whimper. "But-" Yoochun held back his laughter. "Bambi was shot."
Yunho's eyes shot open as the music on the boombox turned into a fast paced, dramatic rhythm. Yoochun sprinted at the recorder, not wanting to miss this.
-"What about me!!!" Junsu shouted in annoyance. Yoochun rolled his eyes and dragged Junsu up.
-"Junsu...." Yunho held tightly onto the cushion as he glared at Junsu furiously. Junsu stood there frozen in front of the mirror.
-"Move you idiot!!!" Yoochun pulled Junsu out of the way, just as Yunho charged forward, only to smash himself into the mirror.
-"Ow....." Yunho groaned in pain, rubbing his head. Yoochun tiptoed his way up to Yunho, zooming the recorder into his face.
-"You love your cushion very much, don't you?" Yoochun asked in a voice that sounded similar to that of a parent who was talking to a baby playing with a toy. "AW..." Yoochun cackled. Yunho sprung up, trying to snatch the recorder. Yoochun jumped back quickly, waving it in his hand. "Nah-uh-uh....this is mine to keep. This will be handy..anytime soon..." Yoochun stuck his tongue out as he turned and made his way to the door. He stopped and looked at Junsu who still stood there frozen.
-"Nice job Junsu!!" Yoochun chuckled. "We should team up more often!! Mwa!!" Yoochun pecked Junsu on the cheek before running out of the room. Junsu blinked a few times, coming back to his senses.
-"Yoochun!!!!" Junsu ran out after him. Yunho was left. He cursed himself as he let his head fall freely, back onto the floor.
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-"I should just quit while I'm ahead and go eat at a restaurant. Just go home, sneak in, get my wallet, and run out. Enjoy a nice dinner by myself." Changmin thought to himself, smiling at what he was thinking. A wet sheet of paper then flew in his face. Changmin snatched it off, about to crumble it and throw it onto the ground, when he saw the word 'Turkey'. It was a flier for fresh turkey. Only having time to read the location, Changmin tossed the paper aside, running to his new destination to find his turkey.
-"Please don't let me down!!!"
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