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[Kokoro] Fangirls = Chaos
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skittlestemple. ♥ I hope you enjoy this one. (And if you don't like it, let me know! I'll change it~)
Title: Fangirls = Chaos
Fandom: Kokoro [TMM rp]
Summary: There was a reason Kaijou hated fanclubs in his beloved restaurant.
Disclaimer: Kocha Kitenshi (mention only) belongs toskittlestemple, and Tasogare is a veiled reference to Twilight, which belongs to Stephenie Meyer. All else belongs to me.
Fanclubs liked to meet at Sutori. Kaijou found nothing wrong with this, since most of them were of the 'I love Knitting' (why on earth were they meeting at a coffeeshop?) or 'Let's Shop' variety. Their members were a bunch of teenage girls who did things together, and often met up at Sutori before meetings or excursions.
Dai rolled his eyes at a more than few of those random clubs, saying that Kai really needed to learn some control of moderation, or every club would want to meet here. (Kai usually whacked him over the head after that)
If Cafe Mew Mew were closed, then Kocha would sometimes show up to host her fanclub for Ryou Shirogane.
... Kaijou just wondered some days how Sutori and fanclubs became synonymous. Because, really. He didn't want to be associated with the 'I love Kitties' club. That was for nine year old girls who knew nothing better. Well, with the sole exception of Kocha. She somehow became its vice president for the last nine days of its short existence.
See, that was the nice thing about fanclubs. They were painfully short-lived and bittersweet. And the fangirls usually moved onto something new (and hopefully better).
Today was another busy day for the fanclubs. They chattered in the back of the room, using the karaoke machine as their microphone (leave it to music mages to wire the entire cafe themselves!) as they tried to encourage people to vote, sign up, or do anything that needed muscle.
Dai was sitting next to Kai, watching the fanclubs out of the corner of his eye as his friend cleaned glasses for the evening. "So," The redhead began. "You think there'll be any new fanclubs this month?"
"Let's hope not," Kaijou sighed, drying a wineglass. "It'll be horrible since there's no more room. No clubs have disbanded this month."
Dai laughed, watching as a group of excited teenage girls stumbled into the cafe. They eagerly studied the room for new people, grinning as they held out badly Photoshopped posters. Kaijou groaned, ignoring Dai's particularly loud snickers as he tried to hide from the onslaught.
"Jeez," Dai snickered. "Who would've guessed that we have Tasogare fangirls?"
Kaijou moaned softly to himself. "T-that's just wrong... Vampires aren't supposed to be like that at all. They're quite allergic to holy items like we are."
"I know," One girl (wearing a Team Jacob shirt, Dai noted with disdain) sighed. "She really got all the vampires wrong. Doesn't she know that most of them have become extinct because of interracial marriage?"
Kaijou slowly rose from behind the bar, keeping most of his body under as his eyes stared at the girl. "Then why on earth are you reading those books? They're stupid."
"Who said we're the Tasogare fanclub?"
Both Dai and Kaijou shared confused glances. "Come again?"
"We're the Tasogare Mythology Correction Club. We're correcting all fantasy literature that gets our world incorrect."
Dai nervously laughed. "But isn't it a good thing if they get our world wrong? So that they don't recognize mages and demons on sight?"
"Whatever," The girl rolled her eyes, putting down a neatly-written poster on werewolves. "We want to make a record of what's incorrect in literature. Where else to start but the trashiest foreign literature?"
"You're wasting your time," Kaijou sweatdropped.
The girl humphed, but lead her posse to a table in the back of the room as they called on another waiter. Kaijou groaned, slumping onto the bar as Dai patted him on the back.
"Chin up," Dai reassured him. "They'll be gone within minutes. I promise."
And then a loud scream erupted from the door as even more hyperactive teenage girls carrying 'I ♥ Tasogare' banners ran into the cafe.
Kaijou groaned as he fell to the ground. Daisuke sighed, surveyed the damage, and smirked to himself as a miniature war burst out from the cafe goers.
"Well," The redhead sighed. "At least those fangirls'll get kicked out within five minutes~"
skittlestemple. ♥ I hope you enjoy this one. (And if you don't like it, let me know! I'll change it~) Title: Fangirls = Chaos
Fandom: Kokoro [TMM rp]
Summary: There was a reason Kaijou hated fanclubs in his beloved restaurant.
Disclaimer: Kocha Kitenshi (mention only) belongs to
skittlestemple, and Tasogare is a veiled reference to Twilight, which belongs to Stephenie Meyer. All else belongs to me. Fanclubs liked to meet at Sutori. Kaijou found nothing wrong with this, since most of them were of the 'I love Knitting' (why on earth were they meeting at a coffeeshop?) or 'Let's Shop' variety. Their members were a bunch of teenage girls who did things together, and often met up at Sutori before meetings or excursions.
Dai rolled his eyes at a more than few of those random clubs, saying that Kai really needed to learn some control of moderation, or every club would want to meet here. (Kai usually whacked him over the head after that)
If Cafe Mew Mew were closed, then Kocha would sometimes show up to host her fanclub for Ryou Shirogane.
... Kaijou just wondered some days how Sutori and fanclubs became synonymous. Because, really. He didn't want to be associated with the 'I love Kitties' club. That was for nine year old girls who knew nothing better. Well, with the sole exception of Kocha. She somehow became its vice president for the last nine days of its short existence.
See, that was the nice thing about fanclubs. They were painfully short-lived and bittersweet. And the fangirls usually moved onto something new (and hopefully better).
Today was another busy day for the fanclubs. They chattered in the back of the room, using the karaoke machine as their microphone (leave it to music mages to wire the entire cafe themselves!) as they tried to encourage people to vote, sign up, or do anything that needed muscle.
Dai was sitting next to Kai, watching the fanclubs out of the corner of his eye as his friend cleaned glasses for the evening. "So," The redhead began. "You think there'll be any new fanclubs this month?"
"Let's hope not," Kaijou sighed, drying a wineglass. "It'll be horrible since there's no more room. No clubs have disbanded this month."
Dai laughed, watching as a group of excited teenage girls stumbled into the cafe. They eagerly studied the room for new people, grinning as they held out badly Photoshopped posters. Kaijou groaned, ignoring Dai's particularly loud snickers as he tried to hide from the onslaught.
"Jeez," Dai snickered. "Who would've guessed that we have Tasogare fangirls?"
Kaijou moaned softly to himself. "T-that's just wrong... Vampires aren't supposed to be like that at all. They're quite allergic to holy items like we are."
"I know," One girl (wearing a Team Jacob shirt, Dai noted with disdain) sighed. "She really got all the vampires wrong. Doesn't she know that most of them have become extinct because of interracial marriage?"
Kaijou slowly rose from behind the bar, keeping most of his body under as his eyes stared at the girl. "Then why on earth are you reading those books? They're stupid."
"Who said we're the Tasogare fanclub?"
Both Dai and Kaijou shared confused glances. "Come again?"
"We're the Tasogare Mythology Correction Club. We're correcting all fantasy literature that gets our world incorrect."
Dai nervously laughed. "But isn't it a good thing if they get our world wrong? So that they don't recognize mages and demons on sight?"
"Whatever," The girl rolled her eyes, putting down a neatly-written poster on werewolves. "We want to make a record of what's incorrect in literature. Where else to start but the trashiest foreign literature?"
"You're wasting your time," Kaijou sweatdropped.
The girl humphed, but lead her posse to a table in the back of the room as they called on another waiter. Kaijou groaned, slumping onto the bar as Dai patted him on the back.
"Chin up," Dai reassured him. "They'll be gone within minutes. I promise."
And then a loud scream erupted from the door as even more hyperactive teenage girls carrying 'I ♥ Tasogare' banners ran into the cafe.
Kaijou groaned as he fell to the ground. Daisuke sighed, surveyed the damage, and smirked to himself as a miniature war burst out from the cafe goers.
"Well," The redhead sighed. "At least those fangirls'll get kicked out within five minutes~"