HoneySyn fanfic attempt 1!
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Title: Summer Honeydew
Fandom: Honeydew Syndrome (I don't know how to blend the other two in)
Rating: G to PG-13
Warning: Sanity is not my forte and verb tenses are my enemies. And massive OOC.
Disclaimer: I love HoneySyn! I love Two Keys!
It's an ordinary summer day just like any other. The sun has barely touched the horizon, yet the crickets, impatient, are already singing their wings off.
"Charles."
"Mhhm?"
"Why are the crickets singing so loud?"
"They are asking for a war, of course. Days of peace are boring. Everybody is waiting for bombardment."
"Yeah right. What about the whole mating thing then?"
"Innocent lies from the mouth of a romantic."
"Huh."
A few knocks at the door.
"Look, your challenger and lover is here.
"Let's welcome him with a punch and a kiss."
"And this Tequila Surprise."
The so-called-tequila is somehow a heated battle between radioactive green and royal purple that won't combine properly even and a violent stir and a rough shake. It looks like something that could make you sick even in the afterlife.
"Um, what the heck you put in it?"
"A bit of this, a bit of that, some of these and some of those... plus a bit of Jay's hair and a bit of your hair that I found on your pillow."
"That's poison."
“I know.”
They open the door for Josh and make him fetch movies downstairs. Then they watch a marathon of movies with snacks and sodas. Then Charles declares that he needs his sleep and leaves the two to their fighting and love making, the music from the movies masking their words and noises until even the credits are over…
Then it’s only the crickets, the frogs and Charles smirking from the futon downstairs.
And upstairs, two boys of different natures form one single item, like the inside and outside of a honeydew melon.
~never end~
I miss my Fiona and Felix and Joel. I really should go write 11PM.
Title: Summer Honeydew
Fandom: Honeydew Syndrome (I don't know how to blend the other two in)
Rating: G to PG-13
Warning: Sanity is not my forte and verb tenses are my enemies. And massive OOC.
Disclaimer: I love HoneySyn! I love Two Keys!
It's an ordinary summer day just like any other. The sun has barely touched the horizon, yet the crickets, impatient, are already singing their wings off.
"Charles."
"Mhhm?"
"Why are the crickets singing so loud?"
"They are asking for a war, of course. Days of peace are boring. Everybody is waiting for bombardment."
"Yeah right. What about the whole mating thing then?"
"Innocent lies from the mouth of a romantic."
"Huh."
A few knocks at the door.
"Look, your challenger and lover is here.
"Let's welcome him with a punch and a kiss."
"And this Tequila Surprise."
The so-called-tequila is somehow a heated battle between radioactive green and royal purple that won't combine properly even and a violent stir and a rough shake. It looks like something that could make you sick even in the afterlife.
"Um, what the heck you put in it?"
"A bit of this, a bit of that, some of these and some of those... plus a bit of Jay's hair and a bit of your hair that I found on your pillow."
"That's poison."
“I know.”
They open the door for Josh and make him fetch movies downstairs. Then they watch a marathon of movies with snacks and sodas. Then Charles declares that he needs his sleep and leaves the two to their fighting and love making, the music from the movies masking their words and noises until even the credits are over…
Then it’s only the crickets, the frogs and Charles smirking from the futon downstairs.
And upstairs, two boys of different natures form one single item, like the inside and outside of a honeydew melon.
~never end~
I miss my Fiona and Felix and Joel. I really should go write 11PM.
