antivanruffles

So it goes like this.....

First I found this video here of some cosplayers. Which is awesome and great and the song is by a k-pop group called Girls Generation.

Then I made the mistake of showing Rishi. Then we entered into a terrible war. He has been spamming me non-stop with Girls Generation stuff because they're clearly trolls and are actually a magical girl group disguised as pop idols. Daddy is convinced of this and now I have to write because of it. ;P

(also little known fact the second song linked -- Paparazzi -- is what inadvertently inspired Daddy's latest zOMG awesome FIC. And really the moral of this story is that we should ever be allowed to talk to each other unsupervised....)

SO HERE IS THE START OF MY CRACKY CRACK-TASTIC FIC IN WHICH THE GIRLS AND GUYS ARE JAPANESE POP IDOLS!

“They did it again!” The shriek rang out through the high-rise penthouse, reverberating against the vaulted ceilings, punctuated with a mixture of British and Japanese curses.

High heeled shoes clattered against the marble floors as the speaker marched into the main living area -- the space was open and light, windows on the far wall looking out over Tokyo proper, all the furniture white and glass. A kitchen stood to the left side of the room, large, sleek and full of the latest amenities. To the right side were three hallways, leading to various bedrooms and bathrooms.

“Do I want to know who did what?” The speaker tilted her head back over the arm of one of the leather couches, long hair -- bleached and dyed to a wheaten blonde -- spilling to the floor, and blew a giant bubble with her gum.

“Usagi-chan, you know who did what!” A printout of the latest pop charts was shoved into the girl’s face, nearly touching the pink sphere. The girl sucked in her bubblegum, popping it loudly, and took the paper.

“They knocked us out of the number one spot!”

“Minakooooooo, you take this stuff too seriously!” Usagi scrunched up her face, handing the paper back to her irate friend.

“This is serious, Usagi!” Minako snatched the paper, crumpling it as she fisted her hands on her hips. “They come out new singles just to spite us! Every time we reach number one, they pop up a week or so later with something new! And usually with a video aimed to tease the fangirls! Last time they were at a gym in muscle shirts!”

“Mmm,” Usagi nodded while debating this information, finger on her chin, lips puckered. “Though you have to admit Niou-kun is pretty fit.”

“Usagi!” Minako glared down the other girl. “How can you say that? He’s the enemy! Besides,” she narrowed her eyes menacingly, “when did you become so familiar with him?”

“Minako-chan!“ Usagi wailed. “Not like that! We played on the variety show together, he was nice to me.”

“He’s nice to all the girls, he’s a womanizer! You should stay away from him. Well, from them all, but him particularly!”

“What is all this yelling about?” Shuffling out into the living room dressed a sakura blossom robe, the young woman rubbed her eyes sleepily, her waist length raven hair swaying as she walked.

Minako turned around, brushed her champagne blonde from her eyes and frowned at the other girl. “Rei? Are you still in bed at this hour?”

The dark haired girl yawned, eyes closed. “I was out late because I traded with you, you dumb blonde.”

“Oh, right.” Minako shrugged and waved the paper in the air. “They’re in the number one spot!”

“Of course they are.” Rei shuffled further into the room, plopped down next to Usagi on the couch, and rested her head on the blonde‘s shoulder. “I assume you mean The Beat Kings?”

“Yes, I mean them! Who else would it be!?”

“Heaven forbid you talk about anyone else… honestly Minako, one would think you were their fangirl or something.” Rei yawned again and Usagi giggled.

“K1-kun kare wa sugee!” Usagi flashed Minako her own trademarked victory sign and winked. Minako crossed her arms, golden heel tapping against the floor, nostrils flared.

“I cannot stand that pompous jerk, you know that.”

“Doesn’t matter if you can stand him or not, you still think he’s good looking.” Rei smirked, eyes closed as she leaned against Usagi.