[17][fic] Three Black Cat Fics
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kosaginolegion's fault. She complained that there wasn't enough Black Cat ficcage. And after a quick net search, hadta agree with her.
So this is allllllllllllllll her fault!!!
... wow. Feels kinda good to be able to blame someone else for the plunnies instead of being blamed for them for a change...
Apologies to Dark Helmet
"So.... " Creed purred as he stared at Train --His Train--, who stood before him. "You came."
"Yeah." Train smiled at him, almost shyly, running a hand through his hair. "I thought about what you said, and realised it makes a lot of sense."
"Oh?"
"I've come to join the Hoshi no Shito." The grin grew wider, harder, as Train's beloved golden eyes sparkled like a demon's. "To join you."
"Promises, promises." Creed's eyes narrowed. "What makes me think that you won't run off again?"
"I bring these." From behind his back, Train pulled out a bag and spilled the contents on the floor. Three heads, a girl's with long hair, a woman's with shorter hair and a man's head wearing an eye-patch, bounced and rolled towards his chair. "Will that work?" Train leered.
Creed grinned, holding his arms open to finally embrace the one other person in the Universe who -understood-. "I'm so h-"
A knock on the door interrupted him, Doctor opening the door and sticking his head in. "Shiki has something you should see on the globe."
"Thank you, Doctor." Creed struggled briefly to regain his dignity. Must not kill Doctor, Doctor was vital to his plans... "Is that all?"
"Yes sir." Doctor hesitated slightly. "Don't worry, I didn't see you playing with your dolls. Again."
The door shut.
Creed grumbled to himself, clutching the miniature dolls of Train and himself to his chest. The problem with being the head of a group such as the Hoshi no Shito was he never had any time to play with himself...
-fin-
Birthdays with the Hoshi no Shito
"Shel~don~!" Kyoko sang as she found the hat wearing man hiding in the gardens, leaning against a wall. "There you are~! Kyoko hasn't seen you all day! Were you hiding from Kyoko?"
"Good afternoon, Miss Kyoko." Sheldon smiled gently at the bouncy girl. "I am not hiding from you, but I am hiding."
"Hiding?" Kyoko tilted her head to the side, pursing her lips in a confused expression. "Why?"
"Because today is my birthday."
"Yay!" She tossed her hands in air, cheering. "HAPPY BI-"
"Shhh!!!" Sheldon hastily motioned for quiet and she obligingly cut the cheer off mid-way as he looked around, an almost paranoid expression on his face.
"Don't you -want- to celebrate your birthday?!" She questioned, tilting her head the other way. "It's a good day, isn't it? And you get presents!"
"Yes, and we can celebrate it later." He quickly assured her. He grimaced looking around again. "But..."
"But?"
"... Maro is really fond of giving birthday spankings."
Kyoko thought about the largest man in their group, his odd hair style and his open-handed gravity fighting techniques and shuddered.
"Kyoko won't tell. If-" She said as she leaned against the wall as well, guarding her backside. "-Sheldon agrees to hide with Kyoko on her birthday."
"All right."
-fin-
Eve's New Attack
"The heat in the street was terrible: and the airlessness, the bustle and the plaster-" Eve intoned at Train, who squirmed and attempted to tune her voice out. "scaffolding, bricks, and dust all about him, and that special Petersburg stench-"
"What is she doing?" Annette questioned Sven as Train focused intently on his lone --and empty-- bottle of milke. Sven looked up from his coffee at the other two members of his team and smiled. "New battle tactic."
"Battle Tactic?!" Annette's eyebrows nearly reached her hairline. "What kind of battle tactic is that?"
"You know how Eve remembers everything she reads?" Sven's grin grew conspiratorial.
"Yeah."
"She can recite it back." He motioned towards Train, who was starting to wobble dangerously. "Verbatim."
"AAAHHHHH!!" Train screamed, clasping his hands over his ears. "All right! All right! I give! I'll take you to the movies again!!!
Eve grinned in return, stopping her monologue. Train melted, his head resting on the table, looking like he'd just gone 50 rounds with the Hoshi no Shinto.
Annette looked impressed.
"Hey, Princess!" Sven called proudly to the girl. "What were you reciting?"
Eve flashed him a victory sign, looking very pleased with herself. "'Crime and Punishment'."
-fin-
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kosaginolegion's fault. She complained that there wasn't enough Black Cat ficcage. And after a quick net search, hadta agree with her. So this is allllllllllllllll her fault!!!
... wow. Feels kinda good to be able to blame someone else for the plunnies instead of being blamed for them for a change...
Apologies to Dark Helmet
"So.... " Creed purred as he stared at Train --His Train--, who stood before him. "You came."
"Yeah." Train smiled at him, almost shyly, running a hand through his hair. "I thought about what you said, and realised it makes a lot of sense."
"Oh?"
"I've come to join the Hoshi no Shito." The grin grew wider, harder, as Train's beloved golden eyes sparkled like a demon's. "To join you."
"Promises, promises." Creed's eyes narrowed. "What makes me think that you won't run off again?"
"I bring these." From behind his back, Train pulled out a bag and spilled the contents on the floor. Three heads, a girl's with long hair, a woman's with shorter hair and a man's head wearing an eye-patch, bounced and rolled towards his chair. "Will that work?" Train leered.
Creed grinned, holding his arms open to finally embrace the one other person in the Universe who -understood-. "I'm so h-"
A knock on the door interrupted him, Doctor opening the door and sticking his head in. "Shiki has something you should see on the globe."
"Thank you, Doctor." Creed struggled briefly to regain his dignity. Must not kill Doctor, Doctor was vital to his plans... "Is that all?"
"Yes sir." Doctor hesitated slightly. "Don't worry, I didn't see you playing with your dolls. Again."
The door shut.
Creed grumbled to himself, clutching the miniature dolls of Train and himself to his chest. The problem with being the head of a group such as the Hoshi no Shito was he never had any time to play with himself...
-fin-
Birthdays with the Hoshi no Shito
"Shel~don~!" Kyoko sang as she found the hat wearing man hiding in the gardens, leaning against a wall. "There you are~! Kyoko hasn't seen you all day! Were you hiding from Kyoko?"
"Good afternoon, Miss Kyoko." Sheldon smiled gently at the bouncy girl. "I am not hiding from you, but I am hiding."
"Hiding?" Kyoko tilted her head to the side, pursing her lips in a confused expression. "Why?"
"Because today is my birthday."
"Yay!" She tossed her hands in air, cheering. "HAPPY BI-"
"Shhh!!!" Sheldon hastily motioned for quiet and she obligingly cut the cheer off mid-way as he looked around, an almost paranoid expression on his face.
"Don't you -want- to celebrate your birthday?!" She questioned, tilting her head the other way. "It's a good day, isn't it? And you get presents!"
"Yes, and we can celebrate it later." He quickly assured her. He grimaced looking around again. "But..."
"But?"
"... Maro is really fond of giving birthday spankings."
Kyoko thought about the largest man in their group, his odd hair style and his open-handed gravity fighting techniques and shuddered.
"Kyoko won't tell. If-" She said as she leaned against the wall as well, guarding her backside. "-Sheldon agrees to hide with Kyoko on her birthday."
"All right."
-fin-
Eve's New Attack
"The heat in the street was terrible: and the airlessness, the bustle and the plaster-" Eve intoned at Train, who squirmed and attempted to tune her voice out. "scaffolding, bricks, and dust all about him, and that special Petersburg stench-"
"What is she doing?" Annette questioned Sven as Train focused intently on his lone --and empty-- bottle of milke. Sven looked up from his coffee at the other two members of his team and smiled. "New battle tactic."
"Battle Tactic?!" Annette's eyebrows nearly reached her hairline. "What kind of battle tactic is that?"
"You know how Eve remembers everything she reads?" Sven's grin grew conspiratorial.
"Yeah."
"She can recite it back." He motioned towards Train, who was starting to wobble dangerously. "Verbatim."
"AAAHHHHH!!" Train screamed, clasping his hands over his ears. "All right! All right! I give! I'll take you to the movies again!!!
Eve grinned in return, stopping her monologue. Train melted, his head resting on the table, looking like he'd just gone 50 rounds with the Hoshi no Shinto.
Annette looked impressed.
"Hey, Princess!" Sven called proudly to the girl. "What were you reciting?"
Eve flashed him a victory sign, looking very pleased with herself. "'Crime and Punishment'."
-fin-
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Date: 2005-10-14 10:48 pm (UTC)BLACK CAT LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE.
ICKA-SENPAI SAIKOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.
KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
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Date: 2005-10-14 11:20 pm (UTC)Icka, dear dear friend o' mine... *snicker* The last line of the Creed ficlet. *smirk*
*snerk* I agree with Kyoko.
O_O Eve is evil!
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Date: 2005-10-15 04:32 am (UTC)Much love for the last one. X3
"Yes sir." Doctor hesitated slightly. "Don't worry, I didn't see you playing with your dolls. Again."
Spaceballs. >D
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Date: 2005-10-15 12:01 pm (UTC)My sister must *NoT* read that Eve ficcy.
She'd recite songs~ at me XcP
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Date: 2005-10-15 06:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-16 08:22 am (UTC)I love Sheldon and Kyouko! They're so fun together. ^^
XP Eve rocks.
Awesome work! Please write more soon!
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Date: 2005-10-16 11:31 pm (UTC)Train: (noogies)
*giggle* Just plain giggle.
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Date: 2005-10-17 01:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-17 09:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-05 12:54 pm (UTC)stop playing with those!
Date: 2009-08-16 09:13 pm (UTC)Hee-hee! Don't worry, Creed, I'm sure he'll come around sooner or later.