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What a mess! This is a mixed fruit bowl of some very vegetably short stories I wrote during the boredom of fifth period math. I can’t see clearly. Warning: major character bashing, OOC at times, er. Lots of times. And overuse of the word “clearly”

 

Ps. I don’t own any cereal.

 

And now on with the show…

 

“Clearly”

 

            Quatre sat in a clearly comfy looking chair hugging his teddy. But not just any teddy, this one was given to him by his good friend Trowa (and I mean very good friend in a clearly homosexual way). He named it “Trowa Bear.”

 

            So Quatre sat squishing the stuffing out of poor Trowa Bear when along came Dorothy. She of course waltzed in shaking what her mama gave her in a clearly seductive manner. Because clearly she wished to seduce poor little Quatre, however the reason why was not clear (she clearly has had a thing for him since she attempted to kill him). But it didn’t matter because Quatre was clearly ignoring her and clearly squishing the stuffing out of Trowa Bear.

 

            She was clearly mad at the fact that he was clearly ignoring her because he was clearly very good friends in a fruity way with Trowa. So she panicked and stole Trowa Bear away from Quatre because she is clearly insane. Quatre cried, clearly, because being a healthy lad his tear ducts produce clear tears. Dorothy, being a clearly mentally instable person ripped one black beaded eye out of Trowa Bear’s brown fuzzy noggin and threw him back at a clearly crying Quatre. She clearly glared at Quatre in a clearly evil manner and said:

 

            “There now, your precious Trowa Bear can not see clearly!” and she spun around with her clearly blond hair swishing behind her.

 

            But clearly Trowa Bear was not a normal Teddy for suddenly there was a puff of pink smoke that clearly smelled like strawberries and Trowa Bear clearly and magically transformed into the real Trowa who then screamed:

 

            “MY EYE!!!” clearly. And covered up the bloody pit where clearly his eye once was with his uni-bang.

 

The End, clearly.

 

 

“Happy About Cereal”

           

            Heero and Duo went grocery shopping for two reasons. Both of them being Duo, because Duo likes to make free throws w/ the food into the grocery cart and we all know Heero doesn’t eat. Or does he? Oh well, no matter.

Anyways they went shopping for cereal. Duo raced to the cereal aisle at Albertson’s (its YOUR store) and piled boxes of Froot Loops into the cart.

 

Heero threw in a box of Wheaties for himself, even though he doesn’t eat (or does he?).

 

Duo grabbed some more boxes of Froot Loops and dribbled them into the cart (basket ball remember?)

 

Heero tossed in a box of Team Cheerios for Wufei, who ironically is the suckiest team player out of all the G-boys.

 

Duo tossed in five more boxes of Froot Loops from his imaginary free throw line.

 

Heero took five boxes of Froot Loops out of the cart and put them back on the shelf

 

Duo sat on the rest so Heero wouldn’t touch them (or would he?).

 

And finally Heero grabbed a box of Kellogg’s Special K for Quatre and headed for the checkout.

 

But suddenly Heero felt like he was being hit with a sack of potatoes (actually Duo had been tossing potatoes at his head for some time but Heero hadn’t noticed) and remembered that he forgot a cereal for Trowa.

 

“Hey Duo what does Trowa like?” He asked as Duo hid the half empty sack of potatoes behind his back.

 

“Clowns.” Duo replied without thinking.

 

So Heero grabbed the generic brand wannabe Lucky Charms with the clown on the box for Trowa.

 

And everyone ate breakfast and liked it.

 

The End.

 

Unbraided