Safety Chat by Kiija On a dark, early Friday -- wait, no... was it Saturday? Either, way it was way too late for me to remember... All was somewhat normal in the first Author / Seishi chat in months. It was going a little something like this... Hotohori: *being glomped by a rabid fangirl* I don't know about that Tasuki. Go ask Chiriko. Boy, *looks down at the attached fangirl* I have a headache now... Chiriko: I'M NOT HERE! *disembodied voice of Chiriko calls out* Nuriko: *pries fangirl off Hotohori* You should lay down Heika-sama. Tasuki: C'mon Chiriko! Chiriko: I'M NOT HERE! Mitsukake: Notice how the authors and the monk have been abnormally quiet? Tasuki: Why does it say yer here if yer not? Chiriko: I did notice that... Tasuki: Ya! HEY! I thought you weren't 'ere? Where did those sneaky girls and the Shmuck get off ta anyways? Hotohori: *Lies down on the couch holding his head* It is rather odd... Nuriko: *stays by Hotohori's side* They must be up to something... Mitsukake: uh oh.. I just noticed Moonsong has also gone missing... Chiriko" As long as the Pocky and Pixi-Stix stay stashed away, we'll be ok. Mitsukake: @__@ You had to mention the sugar didn't you? And then the unexpected happens... Chichiri walks into the room carrying a large older boombox. The missing Authors follow him into the room, all with their hands behind their back. Chichiri places the boombox onto one of the scattered tables in the room. The other Seishi feel threatened. Authors with something behind their backs and the Monk bringing in a boombox, chaos will soon be rampant. Tasuki walks over to the Monk cautiously, "Oi Chichiri! What's the boombox for?" "You'll see, no da!" was the only response, the Monk didn't even smile at the obnoxious bandit. The Authors move about the room positioning themselves closer to the frightened Seishi. "Whatever it is, will not be good, I have that feeling already..." Mitsukake stated his voice oozing fear. The other Seishi silently nodded, not wanting to voice their concern for fear that they would receive their doom sooner if they did. Chichiri plugged the boombox in and pushed the play button in on the ancient tape deck. "Ready, na no da?" asked Chichiri of the Authors, the Authors nodded silently evil smirks crossing their faces. "I think now would be the appropriate time to run minna!" Chiriko yelled, just as Deirdre was giggling maniacally and covering him in a sparkly liquid being shot from a Super Soaker she produced from behind her back. All the other Seishi were experiencing the same dilemma. Kiija was spritzing Tasuki and any other Seishi she could with the odd substance from a very large, very full spritzer bottle. Stormlight was skipping around a flattened Nuriko and a tripped Hotohori, sprinkling them with the liquid from dual spray bottles, one in each hand. Nightmare had completely covered Tamahome and Mitsukake in the sticky glitter by throwing a whole bucket of it right on their heads, Shinnite also had her own bucket and had helped in getting the Seishi duo drowning in the stuff. then the music started... "This wasn't part of the deal, no da..." Chichiri sighed before being covered in liquid glitter himself. "Too bad you already agreed," came Doc Sama's voice from behind him, smirking at the surprised, face vaulting monk. The monk seemed to have quickly regained his composure, at least that's what you would have thought, if he hadn't started singing. "We can chat if we want to, we can leave your friends behind 'Cause your friends don't chat and if they don't chat Well they're no friends of mine, NO DA!" he sang happily, skipping around the room grabbing anonymous Seishi off the floor and spinning them around once or twice and letting them fall back down again. The Authors had begun to get out of control as well and were now covered in the sticky glitter as well. Stormlight snatched Hotohori up from the floor, skipping around the room with him in a complete daze. "Say, we can go where we want to, a place that they will never find!" Stormlight sang as she jumped into Deirdre’s couch with Hotohori in tow. The two of them completely missing Moonsong popping in out of nowhere to sing the next line. "And we can act like we come from out of this world Leave the real one far behind!" she squealed from the doorway to the room, dressed in the spacesuit made especially for her. "And we can chat!" Tamahome blurted out of tune and off beat with the song, curling into a fetal position afterwards mumbling something about Miaka's cooking and fried Seishi. Chiriko jumped on one of the other tables in the room and started shaking his stuff, cursing as wildly as Tasuki and teasing the bandit about his inability to say no, until... "We can go when we want to, the night is young and so am I," Chiriko sang, giving his best impression of Hotohori gazing in a mirror, "And we can dress real neat from our hats to our feet..." Chiriko tried to bend over to touch his feet but only succeeding in moving off balance and falling to the floor with a loud *THUMP* "And surprise them with the HENTAI cry!! SNRK!" Mits yelled somewhat drunkenly. Shinnite chimed in with, "Hentaiman! To the Hentaimobile!" as the odd couple scurried to the door to find it locked and fall over on the floor with H__H smirks on their faces. "Say, we can act if we want to, if we don't nobody will And you can act real rude" "When are you not rude Tas?" Nuriko shouted over the bandit's awful singing. "or totally removed And I can act like an imbecile!" the bandit finishes the lines, glomping onto some of Kiija's hidden stash of Sake as Kiija depants'd him for the last line. He stumbled over his pants as he tried to take a drink from one of the many bottles he had hold of. Those that were left standing, began forming an odd conga line skipping over fallen Seishi and Authors alike, throwing one hand in the air at odd beats, singing as they did so. "Say we can chat, we can chat Chiriko's out of control!" the conga line claps, and watches Chiriko begin to turn into the evil demon baby. Nightmare, the last person in the conga line, whacks Chiriko on the head with a mallet to knock him out, and the conga continues! "We can chat, we can chat Chichiri got stuck in the in dooooor!" Nightmare thwaps the Seishi, who looks like Tasuki's mother again, with the mallet and frees him from the door frame. "Itai! NO DAAA!" "We can chat, we can chat Everybody look at your hands" the conga line stops to look at their hands, still singing. "We can chat, we can chat Everybody taken the chance!" Deirdre, first in the conga line after Kiija tripped on Tasuki's pants, digs into the couch pulling out a very red-faced Hotohori and a grinning Stormlight, the force she used to get them out causes the domino effect on the whole line an series of thuds is heard, then curses from one upset Obake-chan. "The safety dance The safety dance The safety dance" is heard from the boombox as the others were trying to recover from the horrible conga incident. Nuriko is the first to get up completely, as the music takes him and he dances right over the rest of the conga line. "We can chat if we want to, we've got all your life and mine As long as we abuse it we are never going to lose it And everything will work out right!" Tasuki grabbed the poor Chanteur's ankle and brought him toppling down again on what was left of the conga line, griping about him teasing that he has all of afterlife to party, and drink Sake, and drink more Sake, and drink mo... "Say, we can chat if we want to, we can leave your friends behind 'Cause your friends don't chat and if they don't chat well they're no friend of mine, NO DA!" the monk managed to squeak out from under the pile of bodies he seemed to be trapped under. He crawled out just enough to be able to breathe and passed out using Nightmare as a pillow. With the group completely passed out and the end of the song fading into the subconscious, you could hear the evilest little cackle from the rafters. "Put me in the spacesuit again, they will pay..." * * * * Mitsukake woke with a major black spot in his memories of the night before, he sat up and looked around the room. All the other Authors and Seishi had begun to stir, but what frightened Mitsukake the most was that everyone looked like a Chicken! Qfg crawled out from under the bed, blinked at everyone and couldn't stop laughing. She wasn't sure what happened last night but it must have been some party! Moonsong came in the room smiling all the while, "I guess it wasn't a 'Safe Chat' after all! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!" she ran out quicker than she came in as she spotted a tessen, an ogre symbol, and someone rolling up their sleeves heading straight for her.