[drabble] DC: Mistaken Identities

[ickaimp]

Trading plunnies. ^__^

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Ayumi stared up at the big man in wonder. She’d heard stories of people who did this before, but she’d never SEEN one before today.

Did they have to practice a lot to stand so still? She marveled, waiting for him to move. After several minutes, she started to wonder, because she thought that they were supposed to mimic things too.

”Ayumi-chan!” Conan came running up, his eyes wide and scared looking. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away. “Come on!”

”But-“ She protested weakly.

“Trust me.” Conan glanced up at Vodka. “He is –not- a mime.”

Comments

GAH!

[poe-nui.livejournal.com]

O.O
... not expecting that...
::snickers quietly::

[yuncyn.livejournal.com]

XD Reminds me of Hakuba's description of em' in the Vampyre AU. XD XD

[ickaimp.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I thought of that while typing it up. But since I was dared to do it... *shrugs*
Still fun. ^___^

One Hot Mama

[yaoinomiko.livejournal.com]

You know I blame you for this. I was listening to that song this morning and realized it would make a funny as heck One Piece music video. Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Ace, and Smoker. (falls over) All your fault. (Or maybe that huge pile of doujin in my living room.) ;)

Mama lyrics

[yaoinomiko.livejournal.com]

You're doin' all you can to get in them old jeans.
You want that body back, you had at seventeen.
Baby, don't get down; don't worry 'bout a thing.
'Cause the way you fill 'em out, hey, that's all right with me.
I don't want the girl you used to be.
An' if you ain't noticed, the kids are fast asleep,

This part would be about Zoro.....know of any shots of his rear?

An' you're one hot mama;
You turn me on, let's turn it up,
An' turn this room into a sauna.
One hot mama,
Oh, whaddya say, baby?
You wanna?

Well, I know sometimes you think that all you really are,
Is the woman with the kids an' the groceries in the car.
An' you worry about your hips an' you worry about your age.
Meanwhile I'm tryin' to catch the breath you take away.
Oh, an' believe me, you still do.
Baby, all I see, when I look at you,

This is sanji. Need some stuff of him with groceries on the ship.


Is one hot mama;
You turn me on, let's turn it up,
An' turn this room into a sauna.
One hot mama,
Oh, whaddya say, baby?
You wanna?

Instrumental break.

I can't imagine me lovin' someone else.
I'm a lucky man,
I think Daddy's got himself,

One hot mama;
You turn me on, let's turn it up,
An' turn this room into a sauna.
One hot mama,
Oh, whaddya say, babe?
Oh, now whaddya say, babe?
You wanna?

You're one hot mama,
Let's turn this room into a sauna, yeah.
Whaddya say, babe?
Whaddya say, babe?

To fade.


Hehe...gonna try smoker and ace for this last part. Scary ne?