Trio of DEF

[DL]

Meh I think it is a Lake where people sit in boats just yelling their opinions 8D

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

 

 

 

Also

 

Prepare to b amazed Fuse

 

[spoiler=Host One-shot]

1: Chris Denver, Starting Today, you are a Host!

 

 

Only those with excellent social standings and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite private school, Ouran Academy. Of course, that is neither here nor there, as this is Yugo High, and as such is not even in the same universe. But maybe something can trigger a change in that…

 

“Yo, Dai-chan, daydreamin’ about some girl?”

 

D.L. turned around, startled, to face the tan-skinned guy behind him. “What the hell, J.Z.? Are you trying to scare me to death or something?”

 

J.Z. chuckled. “Nah, not yet anyway. Kari told me to tell you that she’ll have to cancel…that.”

 

D.L. paused for a bit. “…Oh. It’s fine, I suppose. Did she say why?”

 

“She said some stuff came up, and she’s sorry, but she won’t be able to make it.”

 

D.L. sighed, then stood up. “Well, nothing we can do, right?”

 

He left the room, his arms behind his head. J.Z. followed him, a bit worried.

 

“Well, it’s not like you won’t get another chance, right?” he asked.

 

“It’s fine. I’m used to being unlucky. There’s no reason why even after what we’ve been through, my luck should change any.”

 

J.Z. frowned. “You’re lucky to even have survived.”

 

“Right. Anyway…come with me, I have an errand to run.”

 

“An errand?”

 

“You watch Ouran High School Host Club, right?” D.L. asked.

 

“I do, it’s hilarious,” J.Z. said, chuckling.

 

“Well what if…”

 

 

Black sat in class, his eyes half-open. Even though he stayed the whole night on the computer, and wanted to fall asleep right then and there, he managed to keep himself awake, and was silent, so the teacher ignored it. But soon he let out a yawn, and got a small chalk thrown at his head. His head snapped to the front of the class.

 

“Mister Black, can you answer the question on the board?”

 

“I, uh…”

 

Suddenly, the door burst open, and D.L. and J.Z. walked in. D.L., smiling, walked over to Black, and turned to the teacher.

 

“Yo, teach, can we borrow this guy?”

 

“Well, we’re in the middle of class, so…”

 

“Thanks a bunch, teach! You’re the best!” D.L. said, dragging Black out of the classroom.

 

J.Z. shut the door, and D.L. let go of Black.

 

“Dude, I was in the middle of class. Is this an emergency?”

 

“Sort of. Come with us.”

 

Black frowned, but followed them. They headed to the third floor, which hardly held classes, so had a lot of empty rooms.

 

D.L. led them to a particular one, which said “Art Room: 3-105”. As he opened the door, they gasped. There were luscious sofas and fine desks neatly placed around the room. Also, there were various paintings on the cream-colored walls. The lighting was done in such a way that the room seemed to almost sparkle.

 

“What do you guys think?” D.L. asked. “I organized it myself. With a friend’s help.”

 

J.Z. took a look around, and whistled. “Spiffy.”

 

“And…what are we supposed to do here? Actually, is this even legal?”

 

“Of course it is, silly Black. How can what we’re about to do possibly be illegal?” D.L. asked, smirking, as he stretched out his arms.

 

“Right…and what are we about to do?”

 

“We’re going to,” D.L. said, then snapped his fingers, and pointed at Black. “Create a host club! And you’re going to help us!”

 

“What in God’s name is a host club?” he asked.

 

“It’s very simple. We’re going to create a group of the most handsome, and elegant males at our school, to entertain girls. It’s perfect!”

 

“…Perfect what? Seems like a desperate attempt to get a girlfriend, if you ask me,” Black said, looking around the room.

 

J.Z. glared for an instant at D.L., who laughed nervously.

 

“Heh, that’s nonsense. Besides, you like making girls happy, right? Of course, there’s a PARTICULAR girl you want to make happy…”

 

“S-shut up…” Black answered, looking away with a slight blush on his face.

 

“Anyway, I have a couple more people in mind for this…”

 

 

“Can I take off the damn blindfold? I told you already, it’s not my birthday, and throwing surprise birthday parties DOESN’T make it my birthday.”

 

“Of course you can take them off,” D.L. answered.

 

Creator practically ripped off the blindfold, and tossed it to the ground. He looked around, and saw D.L., J.Z., Black, and Sonic in the large, fancy room.

 

“What’s going on here? I can just guess this is another one of your oh-so-ingenious plans.”

 

“Oh, but it is! We’re forming a host club!”

 

Creator stared at D.L. for a few moments, before simply turning to leave.

 

Suddenly, J.Z. stood in front of the door. “Sorry, if we’re all in this, then you are too. Plus, you can bet it’ll be fun.”

 

“Fun…right…I think my idea of fun differs from yours.”

 

“Oh come on, Creator. Even Sonic joined in. Just give it a chance. Besides, the girls will eventually PAY us to entertain them. We can be rich,” he said, extending the last word a bit, with a sly grin.

 

 

Chris sighed, carrying a heavy package. “Damn, why did the teacher have to ask me to do this? I’ve never even been to the third floor, finding the art room might be hard…”

 

Once he got to the third floor, he walked through the hallways, examining the different signs. Finally, he reached the one he was looking for, and set the box aside to push it open. To his mild surprise, nothing odd and out-of-place, like a storm of roses, jumped out at him. But he did see several people there. In fact, they were people he knew quite well.

 

“D.L….J.Z…Black…Sonic…and Creator? What are you guys doing in the abandoned art room?”

 

Before he knew it, D.L. had approached him, and was smiling slyly. “Why, you want to find out?”

 

“Uh…is it gonna make me sick?”

 

“Not at all. We’re…”

 

“The Yugo High School Host Club,” the others said, in almost a monotone.

 

“…Right…I’m gonna, like…leave now. Have fun.”

 

“Stop right there! We were looking for another member, and you’re just who we need! And if you don’t join…I’ll tell everyone you like Clair!”

 

“I don’t like Clair!”

 

D.L. reached into his pocket and pulled out a device. He clicked a button on it, and a voice started up

 

“Hi, I’m Chris Denver, and I-” then the tone changed a bit. “Like Clair!”

 

“…I swear to whatever holy entity you stand for…if you actually pull that…”

 

“Oh come on, it can’t be that bad, right? You might even be able to find a girl. It’s time you got over Rosa, dude.”

 

Chris opened his mouth to say something, but decided to close it and looked away.

 

“Alright, I’ll do it. But only for a few days. It was actually a pretty good anime, so as long as there aren‘t any overly gay moments, I‘m good.”

 

“Greeeat,” D.L. said, grinning.

 

 

“…Why are we here?” a blond girl asked, her female companions beside her, unsure of what they were doing in that room.

 

“Welcome, ladies. I assume some of you have heard of Ouran High School Host Club?”

 

Most of the girls smiled, and began chatting among themselves about it, agreeing, making comments, among other things.

 

D.L. nodded a few times, before he clapped his hands to get their attention. “Well, this is Yugo High’s very own…host club! While you are here, you will receive nothing but the finest treatment from us.”

 

He pointed at Black. “The romantic type! He can please even the most skeptical of women with his almost girl-ish charm.”

 

Then, at Creator. “The cool-type! Also comes in handy for you girls who like guys with glasses.”

 

“The jokester type!” he said, pointing at J.Z. “He’s no class clown; this guy’s grade of comedy is perfectly suited to attract pretty young ladies such as yourselves.”

 

He then pointed at Sonic. “The boy-ish type! Those of you who always wanted an older version of a shota, since they’re super cute, he’s the one you’re looking for!”

 

“And finally, no host club would be complete without ‘The Natural’!” he finished, pointing at Chris.

 

Chris leaned over a bit toward D.L. and whispered; “I’m a natural?”

 

“You better be,” DL muttered, smirking.

 

 

A few minutes later, Chris was sitting awkwardly on a sofa, with two girls sitting in the sofa across from him, and a small table in between them.

 

“Um…are you really Chris Denver?” the younger of the two girls asked.

 

Chris gave a small jolt, and looked up at them for the first time. He saw the one that had spoken had smooth black hair, with bangs that almost covered her eyes, and fell to her shoulders in the back. The other had long brown hair, and matching eyes, which gleamed with an almost golden sparkle due to the lighting.

 

“Uh…yes, I am!” he said, almost stuttering. “And…who might you two ladies be?”

 

“I‘m Jennifer,” replied the brown-haired one, smiling. “and my shy little friend is Ayame. I just call her Aya.”

 

“Ayame…that’s a Japanese name, right?”

 

Ayame gave a slight nod.

 

Jennifer patted her on the back. “Yep, Aya’s Japanese. She transferred her a few months ago. And to tell you the truth, we’re both BIG fans. I can’t believe you’re really Chris Denver! You’re a legend, you know?”

 

Chris scratched his head, laughing nervously. “I heard…”

 

“U-um…” Ayame said, her hand close to her mouth. “Can you tell us about your adventures?”

 

“Of course.” Chris said, smiling. “It’d be my pleasure!”

 

As he talked, moving his arms to try and express the story more thoroughly, Jennifer and Ayame grew more and more excited. They sat straight up in their seats, even leaning forward a bit. As he went on, Chris got more and more into the story, standing up from the sofa, and doing little actions to go with the story.

 

D.L. chuckled as he looked at him. “He seems to be doing fine.”

 

He turned back to the two girls on the couch in front of him. One had slender eyes, and her hair was tied in two buns. She was well-developed around the bust and waist. The one next to her had dyed green hair that fell to her waist, and a slim figure.

 

“Now, ladies, may I ask what are your names?”

 

“Mei,” the girl with her hair in buns said, her sight focused on the two slices of cake next to the pair of teacups in front of her and the other girl.

 

“And I’m Jade. Who are you?” the girl with long green hair asked, smiling.

 

“I’m glad you asked,” D.L. said, smirking, as he reached for his teacup.

 

He gently raised it, leaning back in his chair with one leg crossed over the other and his arm slouching behind the sofa, and took a small sip of it.

 

“I am the one who will entertain you fine ladies this evening, Daisuke Link. Your wish is my command.”

 

Jade’s light green eyes gleamed, her hands pressed together. “Wow, that sounds wonderful! Seriously?”

 

“Why of course, that’s why I am here,” D.L. answered smiling, then saw that Mei was now looking at his cake, as her’s was gone, and some frosting was on her lip. “Hmm, do you want mine?”

 

Mei looked up, as if she just noticed he was there, despite having answered him before. A sweat drop slid down her cheek as she stared at him intently. Then, she gave a little nod.

 

D.L. chuckled. “You have to only ask, my fair damsel. Please, go ahead. It’s all yours.”

 

Mei’s face brightened, and she hesitantly picked up the cake and began eating it silently, though surprisingly fast.

 

“Anything else you two wish? How about I tell you a story of the war? It’ll have all the inside secrets that the media hasn’t released,” D.L. said, smirking slightly.

 

“Wah, I love researching the Banned-Inactive War! Please tell us!” Jade pleaded, hopping up and down on her seat, slightly.”

 

D.L. smirked, and “Well…will you believe that it basically only started when…”

 

He drifted off into talking about the war, and all the exciting details that lay underneath its surface; but of course, he knew only to tell the details that would make Jade impressed, nothing about he dark side of it. He knew better than to kill the mood.

 

Time passed, with the other hosts trying their best to entertain the girls, some succeeding more than others, until finally the sun had begun to set.

 

“And that’s when I said ‘You’ll never take us down, because we’re DEF!’, an-” D.L. said, then stopped when he looked outside. “Woah, it’s already this late?”

 

“Um…yes!” Jade said, laughing. “Everyone else already went home. Except for us two, and Mei. She’s over there eating the untouched cake slices. Oh, and one of your other hosts is still over there talking to those two girls. They seem to be as excited to hear him as I am to hear about all this inside info!”

 

“I’m sorry,” D.L. said, chuckling. “I guess I just got too into it.”

 

“No, no, not at all! I enjoyed listening, it really is very different to be told this by one of the more important participants in the war!”

 

D.L. blushed lightly. “Why thank you. But really, the pleasure was all mine to have the company of you two ladies.”

 

Jade smiled, then looked at the setting sun, and then to D.L..

 

“Say, I know we just met today…but do you want to join me to dinner sometime?” Jade asked.

 

“Um…” D.L. began to say, unsure of how to proceed. “Well, sure, I’d love to! What day?”

 

“Hmm…is Friday at Rossio’s Palacio good?”

 

“D-definitely, yeah!” he asked, smiling. “Five o’clock?”

 

“Sounds good! I’ll see you there,” she said, then left with a wave.

 

D.L. smiled a bit to himself. “Wow…what a lucky break. Could she be into me?”

 

Then, he saw Mei walking around the room, looking for more cake.

 

He chuckled. “Right, almost forgot her. Hey, Mei! I’m goin to head out. Are you gonna stay looking for more cake, or…?”

 

Mei faced him with a startle once again, surprised. She stared at him for a bit, then gave a slight nod, and approached him.

 

“Let’s go, then,” she muttered to herself.

 

D.L. chuckled, and they both walked out of the room. At the time, Chris, Ayame, and Jennifer were still there. Chris was still in the middle of his ramblings about all his heroic and not-so-heroic acts in the war, when suddenly a cell phone rang, causing him to almost trip and fall, out of lost momentum.

 

“Oops, that’s for me,” Jennifer said. “I should go. Bye Chris, it’s been fun, this host club thing was worth while coming to, in the end.”

 

She winked, and left, leaving Chris and Ayame alone.

 

“Wow, it’s really gotten late. I hope I didn’t bore you too much, though.”

 

“U-um, not at all!” Ayame said, standing up. “I…um…it was fun to listen to your stories, it really was!”

 

“Really?” Chris asked, chuckling. “I thought I was making quite a fool out of myself.”

 

“N-no…I thought you sounded really cool! I-I wish I were that cool…” Ayame muttered, looking down.

 

Chris put a hand on her shoulder, then looked right at her. “Hey, anyone who can bother listening to me rant is cool in my book.”

 

Ayame blushed, then gulped.

 

“Um…I-if you have time sometime…do you wanna…lik-” she began to say, before the door slammed open, causing Chris to turn, and Ayame to sigh, drooping her head.

 

“Chris, what the hell are you doing? You promised to give me a ride home toda- ooh, is that your girlfriend?”

 

“E-El! Um…no! She’s not my girlfriend! I met her today, and we were talking, that’s it!”

 

Ayame forced a small smile, still looking down. Right…

 

“Alright, whatever dude. Let’s just freaking go, okay? Like, seriously, I’m getting bored out of my damned mind.”

 

“Fine, fine, I’m coming!” he said, then turned to Ayame. “Bye, it was fun talking.”

 

Ayame gulped, then raised her head.

 

“U-um…Chris!”

 

Chris froze, then turned. “Hmm? What’s up?”

 

“Uh…that is…would you like to meet up someday soon? I’d love to hear more of your stories…”

 

“Uh…sure,” Chris said, then blinked. “I don’t see why not.”

 

He reached into his pocket and tossed her a card. “Here, that has my e-mail on it. You can just message me where to go, what day, and when, and I’ll see if I’m available, okay?”

 

A small smile grew on Ayame’s face. She nodded. “O-okay. I’ll think really hard about the best place to go!”

 

Chris smiled, and El dragged him out. “Come on, lover boy, I ain’t takin’ a taxi.”

 

After she was sure there was no one there, Ayame giggled softly, and hugged the card Chris had given her.

 

 

D.L. and Mei reached the entrance to the school. The sun had already descended almost all the way into the horizon.

 

“Uh…well, I guess this is bye, for today. It’s been fun,” D.L. said.

 

Mei looked at him, then looked back down.

 

“Uh…what’s wrong?” D.L. asked. “Umm…oh, why don’t I walk you home? It’s getting pretty dark.”

 

Mei looked at him again. A slight blush crept on her face, then she looked down. “You don’t…have to.”

 

“Hmm…well it’ll be my pleasure anyway! Lead the way, if any bad guys come, I’ll beat them up!”

 

Mei blinked, and looked at him once again. She then looked away, and began walking. D.L. followed right behind her, not aware of the tiny smile Mei had on her face.

 

They walked for a good ten minutes, through the darkening streets. There weren’t much people out in the streets, though D.L. had no idea why. Once Mei finally stopped, D.L. gasped, as Mei opened the gate to a huge house.

 

“Woah, that’s where you live?” he asked, his mouth agape.

 

Mei gave a short nod. Then, she stared at him for a few moments.

 

“Um…thank you. I appreciate you walking me home.”

 

D.L. smiled. “It’s no problem. I can’t let a cute girl like you go home alone at this hour, right?”

 

Mei blinked, and stared at D.L. again.

 

“Do you…” she muttered, almost inaudibly.

 

“Huh?”

 

“Do you wish to…accompany me to eat cake sometime? Or…to dinner, maybe?”

 

D.L. blinked. “Uh…umm…where would you like to go?”

 

“I heard…Duke the Cake serves amazing vanilla cake…”

 

“Duke the Cake, huh? Alright, I guess. Sure! What day and time?”

 

“Would… five o’clock on Friday be good?”

 

“Of course it would! Meet you there!” he said, walking away while waving.

 

Yeesh…I got two dates today. Lucky me. At….at the…same day. And…the same time… He thought, stopping in his tracks. Craaaaaap…

 

 

Later that day, after having arrived home, Chris opened up his e-mail. He expected there to be hardly anything, as usual, since this was his private e-mail, not his Banned e-mail. Everyone wanted to send messages to Chris Denver, Warrior Extraordinaire. No one wanted to send messages to Chris Denver, Ordinary Student. But today, there was one message. He quickly opened it.

 

“Rossio’s Palacio, @ 6:00. Plz come~ =)” it read.

 

“Huh…” Chris muttered.

 

[Limited Edition KING]

Yeah... I got bored again and made another song parody, like DL it's of that I'm on a boat/I'm Gary Oak song.

 

[spoiler=Project 37]Frunk:

Aw sh*t get your henchmen ready cause you’re about to go down. Every inactive member hit the f*cking deck but stay on your mother f*cking toes. I’m running this let’s go.

 

It’s Project 37. It’s Project 37.

Everybody look at it because it’s Project 37!

It’s Project 37. It’s Project 37.

Take a good hard look at Project 37!

 

It is Project 37 mother f*cker take a look at it.

Your henchmen will never beat my spaceships

Your plan’s worn down because of my plan.

You can’t beat us Life because of Project 37!

 

Your silly bomb trick it won’t work b*tch.

I got 37 spaceships because I’m so rich

It’s made of Alurism and some other stuff

It’s got it all and your earth is looking shabby

 

(Note: Fusion, please edit the "Alurism" to match what the spaceships are actually made of... I keep forgetting how to spell it. >_>)

 

It’s flying in space, doing flips and s***

The kid’s are vomiting making everybody all wet

Yeah this is Project 37, it’s as real as it gets

It’s Project 37 Life don’t you ever forget!

 

My name’s frunk and I’m the best and

I got 37 awesome spaceships and

I foiled your plans because of my Project-o

After you’re defeated you can sure blame me-o.

 

f*** Earth I’ve got space mother f***er!

f*** Jets I’ve got spaceships mother f***er!

My spaceships will save the world mother f***er!

My ships fly above the world mother f***er!

 

Hey Life I know that you’re not amused.

Because deep down you know you’re screwed.

Also your power has gone to your head.

Like Rebecca Black, you’re better off being dead!

 

[Fusion X. Denver]

@DL-You have a bad habit of leaving things hanging >>

But yeah, good start. Now I'll be waiting for this Part 2 as well v.v

@King-Love it. The one drawback is "I'm on a blimp" has 4 syllables and "Project 37" has 7, but looking past that, I actually like the lyrics, they make a good rap.

[DL]

Pssh, it's my specialty ;D

 

Just ask the people who read the FTK fic :333

 

 

And after the Vongola fic

 

Since KS is on a small hiatus

 

I'll get to workin on either this

 

Or Trial and Error

 

 

I honestly like this more than Trial and Error

 

Because there's more DRAMA >:3

 

 

What do you think of the OCs so far, BTW?

[Limited Edition KING]

@King-Love it. The one drawback is "I'm on a blimp" has 4 syllables and "Project 37" has 7, but looking past that, I actually like the lyrics, they make a good rap.

Well I was thinking about saying "Project 37" faster to match the music, that's actually what I do with most of my parodies try to match the lyrics and music tempo.

[Fusion X. Denver]

Well I was thinking about saying "Project 37" faster to match the music, that's actually what I do with most of my parodies try to match the lyrics and music tempo.

 

Actually, I can relate to that. That's what I did for my Wintry Bird one-shot, speeding up lyrics in certain moments. Because you know whenever you write a song parody, it sounds perfect in your head. It's just a shame not everyone can share the same visualization, but I totally getcha.

@DL-Well, as long as both are concluded, I'm fine with whatever works.

As for the OCs...

They're good, they're good, it's just...

The girls asking the guys out seemed unnatural to me .-.

Since it's usually the other way around.

And you would have a shy girl like me -.-

But yeah, OCs were a nice touch. And I liked JZ's characterization, I always feel guilty when my minor characters don't get as much attention .-.

[Big Bad Pennar]

@King-Love it. The one drawback is "I'm on a blimp" has 4 syllables and "Project 37" has 7, but looking past that, I actually like the lyrics, they make a good rap.

 

He could say it as "Project Three-Seven", that's 5 Syllables

[DL]

@DL-Well, as long as both are concluded, I'm fine with whatever works.

As for the OCs...

They're good, they're good, it's just...

The girls asking the guys out seemed unnatural to me .-.

Since it's usually the other way around.

And you would have a shy girl like me -.-

But yeah, OCs were a nice touch. And I liked JZ's characterization, I always feel guilty when my minor characters don't get as much attention .-.

Admittedly, it's a bit awkward at times

 

But

 

They're just inviting them out xD

 

Like, some because they wanna learn more, etc

 

It's also a fic, so YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH >:3

 

 

And yeah, JZ totally acts like that

 

XD

 

And yes

 

He calls me Dai-chan XD

[Desu the Blue Nerd]

I'm beginning to think you don't like me DL. :,(

 

Seriously! How could you have some sort of club that entertains girls and not invite me and my special secret charm? DX

 

Kidding. I got a good enough kick out of it. Since D.L. and Chris did about the same thing in every category I found that a bit boring and ended up finding the girls to be what I thought was more interesting and funny.

[Sploda]

HOW IN THE MOTHERFLIPPIN WORLD OF YCM DID I END UP IN A HOST CLUB!?

 

That goes against every single...

 

owait, money. Yup I'm in.

 

and if you don't continue this string of lulz, I will force Justin Bieber's Music down your throat.

[Blake]

HOW IN THE MOTHERFLIPPIN WORLD OF YCM DID I END UP IN A HOST CLUB!?

 

That goes against every single...

 

owait, money. Yup I'm in.

 

and if you don't continue this string of lulz, I will force Justin Bieber's Music down your throat.

He is.

 

Told me I'll be scarred

 

Told me you're part is the.... Most WTFKM_C(EMIAC(EAIM in the whole thing

 

And Sonic is close to me.

[Sploda]

He is.

 

Told me I'll be scarred

 

Told me you're part is the.... Most WTFKM_C(EMIAC(EAIM in the whole thing

 

And Sonic is close to me.

 

Yeah that generally happens to me when I get into a story that DL writes. As long as nothing Gay goes on, I'm alright.

 

I also have another question: WTF happened to Emma? Honestly, if Emma was still around, not even money would force me into a Host club.

[DL]

I'm beginning to think you don't like me DL. :,(

 

Seriously! How could you have some sort of club that entertains girls and not invite me and my special secret charm? DX

 

Kidding. I got a good enough kick out of it. Since D.L. and Chris did about the same thing in every category I found that a bit boring and ended up finding the girls to be what I thought was more interesting and funny.

It really is quite similar

 

Tho Chris talks about his exploits, and he's a bit...um...awkward

 

D.L. is like Tamaki, and he goes on to talk about the actual war (the kewl parts, of course ;3)

 

Tho admittedly this one-shot makes no sense, planning-wise...but it's not really supposed to xD

 

(Also, I honestly probly forgot like 5 people who would be good hosts xDD)

 

HOW IN THE MOTHERFLIPPIN WORLD OF YCM DID I END UP IN A HOST CLUB!?

 

That goes against every single...

 

owait, money. Yup I'm in.

 

and if you don't continue this string of lulz, I will force Justin Bieber's Music down your throat.

Yep, moneh :3

 

And hosts get looots of it ;D

 

I'll be sure to keep that in mind (even tho I'm not opposed to JB music XD) :3

 

Glad ya found it funny tho~

 

He is.

 

Told me I'll be scarred

 

Told me you're part is the.... Most WTFKM_C(EMIAC(EAIM in the whole thing

 

And Sonic is close to me.

*cue evil laugh*

 

Yeah that generally happens to me when I get into a story that DL writes.

 

Good ol' FTK fic times, huh? :3333

 

As long as nothing Gay goes on, I'm alright.

 

I also have another question: WTF happened to Emma? Honestly, if Emma was still around, not even money would force me into a Host club.

Oooohohohoh~

 

Creator

 

I love you

 

You just gave me an ideeeeeeeaaaaaaaaa~ <3

[Lt. Colonel Remo]

Look at DL

 

Hittin on Mei and all

 

Gotta love how Akatsuki's Number 1 Womanizer isn't so much as mentioned ._.

 

@King I think the Rap be better if it went something along

 

"It's 37"

"It's 37"

"Take good hard look at Project 37"

 

Something like that

[DL]

yeeah, I b hittin on Mei

 

And...I AM Akatsuki's # womanizer ,-,

 

 

And itachi

 

I believe you are finally starti to use your brain :333

[Lt. Colonel Remo]

-.-" I'll try to take that as a compliment

[Shadow Zero]

I demand my new chapter! *grabs Fusion by the collar and slaps him across the face* Give it to me! Give it to me NOW! *slaps Fusion across the face again*

[DL]

-.-" I'll try to take that as a compliment

Just kiddin, man, you know I love ya :3

[Fusion X. Denver]

I demand my new chapter! *grabs Fusion by the collar and slaps him across the face* Give it to me! Give it to me NOW! *slaps Fusion across the face again*

 

NO, I REFUSE.

I'M GONNA SIT ON THIS BED AND PLAY OCARINA OF TIME AND BEAT THE WATER TEMPLE AND LET LOOSE ALL THE FARTS I WANT.

Take THAT society :3

[Desu the Blue Nerd]

That's just what the man wants man. He wants you to grow lazy. He doesn't want you writing that other chapter. He wants it to slowly die and become just another fanfic on YCM. And by doing so we'll all be forced to buy deodarant for our cats. I think that all makes sense and needs no more further explanation.

[Shadow Zero]

NO, I REFUSE.

I'M GONNA SIT ON THIS BED AND PLAY OCARINA OF TIME AND BEAT THE WATER TEMPLE AND LET LOOSE ALL THE FARTS I WANT.

Take THAT society :3

................................

[Fusion X. Denver]

THAT CUNNING, RUNNING, GUNNING, SHUNNING FIEND.

HOW DARE HE USE REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY ON ME?

I SHALL THROW HIS REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY BACK IN HIS FACE BY SITTING DOWN AND FINISHING THIS CHAPTER AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

Take THAT society :3

[Shadow Zero]

Good. now get to typing, or you face another 15 minutes of punching.

[Sploda]

NO, I REFUSE.

I'M GONNA SIT ON THIS BED AND PLAY OCARINA OF TIME AND BEAT THE WATER TEMPLE AND LET LOOSE ALL THE FARTS I WANT.

Take THAT society :3

 

 

...

 

*Goes off to beat Ganondorf's Tower without using Light Arrows while sitting in AWESOME ARE CHAIR #7 and drinking Soda and not giving a damn about Fusion*

 

Society says take it back.

[DL]

THAT CUNNING, RUNNING, GUNNING, SHUNNING FIEND.

HOW DARE HE USE REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY ON ME?

I SHALL THROW HIS REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY BACK IN HIS FACE BY SITTING DOWN AND FINISHING THIS CHAPTER AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

Take THAT society :3

Gotta love reverse reverse psychology :333333