Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 1:02 am
*laughs* I can't wait for this one. 
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bookworm Tortures GW
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 3:03 am
OOOOHHHH....Wonder who it is??? *pokes around bookworm's files*
Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 8:17 pm
Today is the day...that you shall read the next installment of this series.
(I really got to do something about the numbering, but I'm too lazy to do it. But it doesn't matter anyway.)
Warning: This person is NOT, I repeat NOT, in character. OCCness is in, just to let you know.
(I really got to do something about the numbering, but I'm too lazy to do it. But it doesn't matter anyway.)
Warning: This person is NOT, I repeat NOT, in character. OCCness is in, just to let you know.
Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 8:20 pm
bookworm Tortures Trowa x?
Bookworm gazed at herself in the mirror.
?Oh, my GREAT idea.?
Twirls and returns back to gazing at the mirror.
?My funny bone is being tickled. I?ll be torturing??
She points at?
?YOU!?
~*~
?He?s good.?
Catherine jumped a little and turned to encounter her brother?s friends. She smiled. ?I know.?
Quatre sat down next to her. ?This new routine won?t hurt him at all.?
Dorothy sat next to her husband. ?Even if there are more risky maneuvers than usual.?
Relena sat down at the other side of Catherine. ?Don?t worry about him, Catherine.?
Heero sat next to his wife. ?Nor on Midii.?
Catherine smiled. ?Where are the kids??
Dorothy smirked. ?The two couples are handling them just fine.? She pointed. ?See??
The other two couples were sitting at the children section. One pair was enthusiastically having fun while the other showed a stern and stoic pair. The children were either behaving like the latter or acting just like the eager pair.
Catherine shook her head fondly. Then her eyes caught the movement. ?It?s starting.?
~*~
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!
?Oh, thank you! Thank you for coming to our show!?
The group blinked.
Midii blinked.
Trowa smiled, flowers surrounding his person.
?I am thankful for your hospitality.?
The clown caught one of the gifts thrown at the ring.
Trowa posed, the perfect replica of those pretty but narcissistic boys when they receive praises from others.
Loud cheers erupted.
Trowa held out his hands, twinkling stars around him.
?THANK-?
Sudden silence came to the audience. Then the children erupted in a cheer.
?Perfect Clown!?
Trowa?s fa?ade faltered, and then faded.
The Perfect Clown walked amidst the children, who were trying to get near him. But, he only held out his hand to one child, who he lifted onto his shoulder with only one hand.
?Ooh.?
The lucky child held on tight, and then the Perfect Clown performed a routine with the child that brought all spectators to stunned and awed silence.
After the performance, Perfect Clown brought the child back to the youth?s mother, who held out her arms. Then just like that, Perfect Clown disappeared.
Trowa had been on his knees, depression pressing down on him. No one noticed that, their attention having been on the Top Clown. His ear perked up when his son spoke.
?Mommy, I agree with H.J. Uncle Heero really IS the Top Clown!!?
And just like that well-known painting, Trowa puts his hands on the sides of his head and pantomimed the character in that famous painting. Although, his anguish began silently, it grew in volume.
?NooooooooooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
~*~
Bookworm twinkled at her audience.
?There, I did it! I tortured Trowa. Aren?t I grand??
Bookworm bows.
?Thank you! Thank you!?
The twinkling dies.
Bookworm raised her head.
?Now let?s get back to business, ne??
THE END
Bookworm gazed at herself in the mirror.
?Oh, my GREAT idea.?
Twirls and returns back to gazing at the mirror.
?My funny bone is being tickled. I?ll be torturing??
She points at?
?YOU!?
~*~
?He?s good.?
Catherine jumped a little and turned to encounter her brother?s friends. She smiled. ?I know.?
Quatre sat down next to her. ?This new routine won?t hurt him at all.?
Dorothy sat next to her husband. ?Even if there are more risky maneuvers than usual.?
Relena sat down at the other side of Catherine. ?Don?t worry about him, Catherine.?
Heero sat next to his wife. ?Nor on Midii.?
Catherine smiled. ?Where are the kids??
Dorothy smirked. ?The two couples are handling them just fine.? She pointed. ?See??
The other two couples were sitting at the children section. One pair was enthusiastically having fun while the other showed a stern and stoic pair. The children were either behaving like the latter or acting just like the eager pair.
Catherine shook her head fondly. Then her eyes caught the movement. ?It?s starting.?
~*~
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!
?Oh, thank you! Thank you for coming to our show!?
The group blinked.
Midii blinked.
Trowa smiled, flowers surrounding his person.
?I am thankful for your hospitality.?
The clown caught one of the gifts thrown at the ring.
Trowa posed, the perfect replica of those pretty but narcissistic boys when they receive praises from others.
Loud cheers erupted.
Trowa held out his hands, twinkling stars around him.
?THANK-?
Sudden silence came to the audience. Then the children erupted in a cheer.
?Perfect Clown!?
Trowa?s fa?ade faltered, and then faded.
The Perfect Clown walked amidst the children, who were trying to get near him. But, he only held out his hand to one child, who he lifted onto his shoulder with only one hand.
?Ooh.?
The lucky child held on tight, and then the Perfect Clown performed a routine with the child that brought all spectators to stunned and awed silence.
After the performance, Perfect Clown brought the child back to the youth?s mother, who held out her arms. Then just like that, Perfect Clown disappeared.
Trowa had been on his knees, depression pressing down on him. No one noticed that, their attention having been on the Top Clown. His ear perked up when his son spoke.
?Mommy, I agree with H.J. Uncle Heero really IS the Top Clown!!?
And just like that well-known painting, Trowa puts his hands on the sides of his head and pantomimed the character in that famous painting. Although, his anguish began silently, it grew in volume.
?NooooooooooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?
~*~
Bookworm twinkled at her audience.
?There, I did it! I tortured Trowa. Aren?t I grand??
Bookworm bows.
?Thank you! Thank you!?
The twinkling dies.
Bookworm raised her head.
?Now let?s get back to business, ne??
THE END
Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 6:58 am
LMAO !!!! OMG XD * hold her stomach because she is in pain form all the laughter *
Muahahhahaha OMG that was just too much Hahahahhaa
Poor Trowa !! his own son my god * hehehehe * poor poor Trowa
Well i guess it wasnt Wufei after all !! *wipe the tear of laugther *
Bravo Bookworm
Muahahhahaha OMG that was just too much Hahahahhaa
Poor Trowa !! his own son my god * hehehehe * poor poor Trowa
Well i guess it wasnt Wufei after all !! *wipe the tear of laugther *
Bravo Bookworm
Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 5:07 pm
Don't worry. I got something for Wufei also. 
Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 12:51 pm
LMAO. As much as I absolutely love Trowa [ not as much as Wicked because I fear her wrath ] that was awesome. And.. I just figured out why it's so damn hot in my room and why it was so quiet *aircon is off.. -___-;; I never claimed to be bright..*
Hehehee encore soon?
Hehehee encore soon?
Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 4:02 pm
...Hehehehehe... 
:evil:
:evil:Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 1:03 am
POOR TROWA...Hahaha...I almost feel sorry for the lil fellow. ALMOST. HAHAHA!!!
Good one bookworm. I didn't know why I have to waste my time getting into your computer through the internet. It's a waste of time.
Good one bookworm. I didn't know why I have to waste my time getting into your computer through the internet. It's a waste of time.
Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 8:46 pm
I didn't put it on the story, but just to let you know: the youth that Perfect Clown had taken as a partner to his act is Trowa's son. That is what changed the youth's opinion about Perfect Clown a.k.a. Heero.
In another note, the next one will be: sitting/lounge room.
Whose? Find out and see in the next one.
In another note, the next one will be: sitting/lounge room.
Whose? Find out and see in the next one.