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tammaiyaMay or may not have briefly mentioned my intentions to rewrite all of TB and X as crack. Whichever way, I have now. And I want opinions, people. Do I continue? Or is this finally the point where I've lost it? XD
The scene: Tokyo, 1990, beginning of the year. An evil assassin known as the Sakurazukamori made a bet with an eight-year-old child eight years ago- eight is his favourite number- and is back to collect on it. The child forgot the bet; the assassin remembered.
"You're cute," is what the assassin had said. "Well, for an eight-year-old, anyway. I bet you'll be really cute when you're older. Even the Sakura likes you- you match her petal tone! So how about we make a bet? When you're sixteen, I bet I can get you to fall in love with me."
"Um," the child said, "you're a bit weird, mister."
"I have mummy issues," the teenager said with wounded indignation. "You don't have to be mean about it, geez."
"Sorry," the child said. "Um. What happens if I lose the bet?"
"Then everyone is happy!" the teenager announced brightly. "Give me your hands."
The child, being a trusting wee thing, did so immediately and was surprised when they lit up with inverted pentagrams.
"Look, it's a gift," the teenager said, inordinately pleased with himself. "They're shiny! And pretty! And they'll help me find you again!"
Subaru looked at his hands. They were kind of pretty, actually. "Okay," he said. "See you in eight years, mister," and he wandered home and promptly forgot all about it because strange things happen in the world of a small child all the time and really, he couldn't be expected to remember everything.
His grandmother, on the other hand, immediately freaked out at the idea that her heir was being stalked by a magic-wielding paedophile and immediately made him start wearing charmed gloves.
"Was he good-looking?" his twin sister asked him.
He shrugged. "I guess?"
"Then I wonder what Grandma's problem is," she said thoughtfully, and returned to work accessorising with Subaru's gloves.
Back to the present, however.
The scene: Tokyo, 1990, beginning of the year. An evil assassin known as the Sakurazukamori made a bet with an eight-year-old child eight years ago- eight is his favourite number- and is back to collect on it. The child forgot the bet; the assassin remembered.
"You're cute," is what the assassin had said. "Well, for an eight-year-old, anyway. I bet you'll be really cute when you're older. Even the Sakura likes you- you match her petal tone! So how about we make a bet? When you're sixteen, I bet I can get you to fall in love with me."
"Um," the child said, "you're a bit weird, mister."
"I have mummy issues," the teenager said with wounded indignation. "You don't have to be mean about it, geez."
"Sorry," the child said. "Um. What happens if I lose the bet?"
"Then everyone is happy!" the teenager announced brightly. "Give me your hands."
The child, being a trusting wee thing, did so immediately and was surprised when they lit up with inverted pentagrams.
"Look, it's a gift," the teenager said, inordinately pleased with himself. "They're shiny! And pretty! And they'll help me find you again!"
Subaru looked at his hands. They were kind of pretty, actually. "Okay," he said. "See you in eight years, mister," and he wandered home and promptly forgot all about it because strange things happen in the world of a small child all the time and really, he couldn't be expected to remember everything.
His grandmother, on the other hand, immediately freaked out at the idea that her heir was being stalked by a magic-wielding paedophile and immediately made him start wearing charmed gloves.
"Was he good-looking?" his twin sister asked him.
He shrugged. "I guess?"
"Then I wonder what Grandma's problem is," she said thoughtfully, and returned to work accessorising with Subaru's gloves.
Back to the present, however.
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Date: 2005-01-27 06:06 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-01-27 10:05 pm (UTC)Am going to have to continue with it, then. ^^
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Date: 2005-01-28 01:52 am (UTC)Right, I'm adding you to my friends list because of the huge amounts of amusing crack you post at this journal. Hope you don't mind. ^^
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