Y.M.C.A! (2/?)
Title: Y.M.C.A
Author: craiglockdhart
Pairings: Kangteuk, Sihan and !ninja all over
Rating: PG-13 for now
Warnings: full of crack, high on WTF-ness.
Summary: Your Manly Cute Ass
The doors shut behind Siwon and Leeteuk as the smaller man held on to his arm with a somewhat vice-like grip. For such a skinny fellow he sure was strong, Siwon thought to himself as he was ushered through a long corridor, and this place was actually kind of big, and decently furnished, though the rainbows on the wall were rather distracting. And was that a unicorn?
“You’re rooming with Geng, and here’s your costume! I’ll come pick you up in… EUNHAE! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”
Siwon looked up in the direction of two boys, one wearing a Nemo hat, and the other wearing one that looked like a fish of the anchovy variety, and wondered which one was Eunhae.
“Umma?”, the two turned to look at Leeteuk with identical sheepish looks.
“Which part of ‘No water fights in the hallway’ do you not understand? Now give me those!”
“But we’re bored! There’s nothing to do.”, the two chimed.
Leeteuk gave a long, drawn out sigh of resignation, “This is Siwon. He’s new here, now be nice and…”
“You gave out Kibummie’s room?”, the one with the Nemo hat demanded.
“Why?”, Anchovy spoke this time, looking genuinely distraught.
“Kibummie isn’t coming back anymore”, Leeteuk replied in the same resigned tone, “He’s finished serving his time, remember? And we wouldn’t want him to get into anymore trouble and find himself back here, would you?”
The two fish hats bobbed up and down, nodding in agreement.
“Um… If you don’t mind my asking, can I interrupt your domestic quarrel to put this stuff in my room, and also, must I really wear this Zorro outfit?”
“Would you prefer a sumo or bug suit?”, Leeteuk asked.
“Actually, on second thought, Zorro is fine. And by the way, I’m Siwon, nice to meet you, I suppose?”
“And we’re Eunhae!”, the two fishes turned to him with identical grins on their faces.
Noting the confused look on Siwon’s face, Leeteuk explained, “We refer to them as one here, since they’re always together. Anyway, Nemo here is Donghae, and Anchovy is Eunhyuk”
“Oh.”
The food was really good, Siwon had to admit. It tasted Chinese. Like real Chinese food, not crap-ass Chinese takeout that he shoved down his throat after basketball practice because it was late and he was hungry. Basketball practice that he would no longer have, he might add.
“More for you?”, this guy in a rather grand looking, princely getup offered.
“Yeah… This is really awesome. I never expected prison food to be this good, I mean, figuratively. I’m not saying this place is a prison…”, Siwon watched as the Prince’s face fell, “I’m sorry.”
“Ah, relax, little horsey, he isn’t upset. He just doesn’t understand you.”, A rather beautiful man dressed in what looked like a Chinese traditional dress remarked, “Nice Zorro suit, by the way.”
“Er… Thanks?”
“I’m Heechul, the prettiest of them all. That’s Prince Hangeng next to you. He’s Chinese, and his Korean is terrible. The only thing
he’s good at is cooking and dancing.”
“Prince?”
“Prince? No! No! I am cook! I lost my cook uniform!”, the Chinese guy protested, looking distraught.
Now, this Prince/Cook was kind of cute.
Siwon was really becoming confused now as he looked around the room and was introduced to everyone one by one. Eunhae were still together, and Leeteuk had changed into some sort of Korean traditional costume. There was a bearish looking guy in a cow suit (later he found out that his name was Kangin) with his arm firmly locked around Leeteuk’s shoulders, and Leeteuk was smiling is such bliss he didn’t even notice that Eunhae had gotten more food on the floor than in their mouths.
Then there was Peter Pan - Sungmin, with a rather noticeably clashing pink feather boa around his neck, Yesung, evidently a turtle lover. Zhoumi, who reminded him of Lady Gaga. He couldn’t pinpoint what - The shades? The shoes? The blindingly bling outfit? Or his mannerisms? Anyway, Lady-Zhoumi-Gaga was permanently latched to this snarky looking guy called Kyuhyun, who was too fixated on his PSP to notice that his pilot costume was worn inside out.
Oh, and Flintstone Shindong who had hardly spoken a word since he entered the dining hall - it had been easy enough to find, all he did was follow the scent of food cooking. And this Shindong was really putting it away.
And Harry Potter Ryeowook, who looked absolutely ridiculously with the felt-pen scar on his forehead and round glasses which kept getting fogged up by the piping hot soup. The last guy to enter the room, Henry, was surprisingly normal. Or at least normal until Siwon realized that he brought his violin everywhere he went, and had a knack of suddenly playing it at random intervals. For instance, a dramatic four minute piece consisting of numerous rising crescendos when Prince/Cook accidentally spilt some soup on Chinese lady, causing Chinese lady to throw a bitch-fit.
Now, to find this elusive Geng person who was going to be his room-mate.
I just can’t wait to see what he’ll be dressed as, Siwon thought dryly as he shoveled yet another spoon of the rather addictive fried rice into his mouth.
Author: craiglockdhart
Pairings: Kangteuk, Sihan and !ninja all over
Rating: PG-13 for now
Warnings: full of crack, high on WTF-ness.
Summary: Your Manly Cute Ass
The doors shut behind Siwon and Leeteuk as the smaller man held on to his arm with a somewhat vice-like grip. For such a skinny fellow he sure was strong, Siwon thought to himself as he was ushered through a long corridor, and this place was actually kind of big, and decently furnished, though the rainbows on the wall were rather distracting. And was that a unicorn?
“You’re rooming with Geng, and here’s your costume! I’ll come pick you up in… EUNHAE! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”
Siwon looked up in the direction of two boys, one wearing a Nemo hat, and the other wearing one that looked like a fish of the anchovy variety, and wondered which one was Eunhae.
“Umma?”, the two turned to look at Leeteuk with identical sheepish looks.
“Which part of ‘No water fights in the hallway’ do you not understand? Now give me those!”
“But we’re bored! There’s nothing to do.”, the two chimed.
Leeteuk gave a long, drawn out sigh of resignation, “This is Siwon. He’s new here, now be nice and…”
“You gave out Kibummie’s room?”, the one with the Nemo hat demanded.
“Why?”, Anchovy spoke this time, looking genuinely distraught.
“Kibummie isn’t coming back anymore”, Leeteuk replied in the same resigned tone, “He’s finished serving his time, remember? And we wouldn’t want him to get into anymore trouble and find himself back here, would you?”
The two fish hats bobbed up and down, nodding in agreement.
“Um… If you don’t mind my asking, can I interrupt your domestic quarrel to put this stuff in my room, and also, must I really wear this Zorro outfit?”
“Would you prefer a sumo or bug suit?”, Leeteuk asked.
“Actually, on second thought, Zorro is fine. And by the way, I’m Siwon, nice to meet you, I suppose?”
“And we’re Eunhae!”, the two fishes turned to him with identical grins on their faces.
Noting the confused look on Siwon’s face, Leeteuk explained, “We refer to them as one here, since they’re always together. Anyway, Nemo here is Donghae, and Anchovy is Eunhyuk”
“Oh.”
The food was really good, Siwon had to admit. It tasted Chinese. Like real Chinese food, not crap-ass Chinese takeout that he shoved down his throat after basketball practice because it was late and he was hungry. Basketball practice that he would no longer have, he might add.
“More for you?”, this guy in a rather grand looking, princely getup offered.
“Yeah… This is really awesome. I never expected prison food to be this good, I mean, figuratively. I’m not saying this place is a prison…”, Siwon watched as the Prince’s face fell, “I’m sorry.”
“Ah, relax, little horsey, he isn’t upset. He just doesn’t understand you.”, A rather beautiful man dressed in what looked like a Chinese traditional dress remarked, “Nice Zorro suit, by the way.”
“Er… Thanks?”
“I’m Heechul, the prettiest of them all. That’s Prince Hangeng next to you. He’s Chinese, and his Korean is terrible. The only thing
he’s good at is cooking and dancing.”
“Prince?”
“Prince? No! No! I am cook! I lost my cook uniform!”, the Chinese guy protested, looking distraught.
Now, this Prince/Cook was kind of cute.
Siwon was really becoming confused now as he looked around the room and was introduced to everyone one by one. Eunhae were still together, and Leeteuk had changed into some sort of Korean traditional costume. There was a bearish looking guy in a cow suit (later he found out that his name was Kangin) with his arm firmly locked around Leeteuk’s shoulders, and Leeteuk was smiling is such bliss he didn’t even notice that Eunhae had gotten more food on the floor than in their mouths.
Then there was Peter Pan - Sungmin, with a rather noticeably clashing pink feather boa around his neck, Yesung, evidently a turtle lover. Zhoumi, who reminded him of Lady Gaga. He couldn’t pinpoint what - The shades? The shoes? The blindingly bling outfit? Or his mannerisms? Anyway, Lady-Zhoumi-Gaga was permanently latched to this snarky looking guy called Kyuhyun, who was too fixated on his PSP to notice that his pilot costume was worn inside out.
Oh, and Flintstone Shindong who had hardly spoken a word since he entered the dining hall - it had been easy enough to find, all he did was follow the scent of food cooking. And this Shindong was really putting it away.
And Harry Potter Ryeowook, who looked absolutely ridiculously with the felt-pen scar on his forehead and round glasses which kept getting fogged up by the piping hot soup. The last guy to enter the room, Henry, was surprisingly normal. Or at least normal until Siwon realized that he brought his violin everywhere he went, and had a knack of suddenly playing it at random intervals. For instance, a dramatic four minute piece consisting of numerous rising crescendos when Prince/Cook accidentally spilt some soup on Chinese lady, causing Chinese lady to throw a bitch-fit.
Now, to find this elusive Geng person who was going to be his room-mate.
I just can’t wait to see what he’ll be dressed as, Siwon thought dryly as he shoveled yet another spoon of the rather addictive fried rice into his mouth.