Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Chosen by Aquarius- MSTed by me ❯ Coping With Muses ( Prologue )

Yayy! My first humor fic! If it sucks, do not come at me with pitchforks and mob me… *hides behind her muses* I will sic them after you! Well, read and review, if you feel brave!

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. *hears Ken and Izzy cheer* Jeez…

Coping with Muses…

(You see a girl, sitting at a desk, apparently engrossed with something on a computer. She sighs and brings out what looks like a giant plushie. On closer inspection of the plushie, it seems to be a giant green worm. She gives it a big squeeze and puts it away.)

Girl: Aw, this is such a sad story, isn't it, Wormmon.

(She brushes back auburn hair and adjusts a multi-colored striped shirt. She then looks around the room. Her hazel eyes pick out the pink carpet, two twin-sized beds, and dresser with a mirror attached to it. The walls are covered on one side with what appear to be Britney Spears posters, and the other with posters of wolves. The girl sits back and then closes her eyes.)

Girl: I wish I could write fics like that…

Strange voice: You could…

Girl: Yeah right, Ken.

(Ken falls onto her bed. He scrambles up, afraid that the girl would glomp him on it.)

Charbonne: (eyeing him) I haven't done anything yet and you're running already?

(You hear Ken muttering about the 'done anything' statement, but sits down on the other bed.)

Ken: If you weren't so clingy, maybe I would like you more, but since you're not, you are just a pain in the @$$!

Charbonne: Anyway, I haven't had any luck with you and Izzy, (Izzy falls and lands on Ken) so I'm gonna get another muse!

Izzy: (struggling to get up) Another muse?

Ken: Why torture some other Digimon character?

Charbonne: Because it's fun!

(You hear groans from both Izzy and Ken, but Charbonne is paying them no heed.)

Charbonne: Maybe I should get Ryo… (Ryo falls and lands on the other two) Nah… (Ryo then disappears) Too much hassle… Oh! I know!

(Charbonne starts to rummage through her drawers. Ken and Izzy both look over her shoulder, curious as to what she's doing. Ken then gasps and steps back, shaking her head.)

Ken: You are not bringing him here!

Izzy: (stepping back and shaking his head) No! You can't! That's just… mean. Besides, You-know-who would kill you.

Charbonne: (batting eyes innocently) Who, Voldemort?

Ken: This is not Harry Potter!

Charbonne: Besides, what's the matter with TK coming, too?

Ken: (shaking his head) Matt is so going to kill you for this…

Charbonne: Maybe I should bring Matt, too.

Izzy and Ken: No!!!

Ken: (picking up a steel chair) I will knock you out if you try.

Charbonne: Actually, I could do something really evil. I could make you stay here forever!

Ken: (looking at Izzy) I wonder if TK would mind…

Izzy: (sigh)

Charbonne: (rubbing hands together excitedly) I guess there's only one thing for me to do… TK!

(TK falls- you guessed it- right on top of Izzy and Ken. There is a muffled grunt as the red-head, blonde, and blue-haired boys find themselves in a pile of arms and legs.)

TK: Get off me!

Izzy: I'm not on you.

TK: Well, Ken get off, then.

Ken: You're squishing me!

TK: (confused) Then who's on me?

(Izzy and Ken jump from under the pile before Charbonne has a chance to glomp them, too. TK is less than fortunate, for Charbonne already has her tentacles wrapped around him.)

Izzy: (to Ken) Since when did Danny have tentacles?

Charbonne: (to Izzy) Since when was I called 'Danny'?

TK: Your name's Danny?

(Charbonne starts to get mad. Ken starts to run out the room while Izzy checks out his watch.)

Ken: Hold it right there, I'm getting popcorn.

Izzy: Amazing, I believe TK has the record for fastest time pissing her off.

TK: (disengaging himself from Charbonne) What do you mean?

Izzy: Easy. Danny gets mad at me for spilling spoilers to her fics, Ken and Danny go at it because she got married to him, and now you just got her mad by calling her by her most loathed nickname.

TK: Danny?

Izzy: Yep. I'd start to run, if I were you.

Ken: (returning with three bags of popcorn) Has the fight started yet?

Izzy: Nope, Charbonne's just getting warmed up, though.

(Without warning, Charbonne tackles TK to the ground. Fortunately for him, she isn't that strong . They wrestle around until, finally, TK has Charbonne pinned.)

TK: Say uncle!

Charbonne: Cheater!

Ken: He said uncle, not cheater.

Izzy: Does she know the difference?

Ken: Evidently not.

Izzy: You think she cares?

Ken: That's a tough one to answer…

Izzy: (to TK) Who taught you how to fight?

TK: Matt. Who else? He said it would help because of the 'Ishida genes'.

Ken: Very smart. But for you, I suggest you learn how to use a weapon.

TK: (trying to keep Charbonne down) Why?

Ken: You are officially one of her muses.

TK: Oh, no. Is it because of that one fic?

Izzy: Yep.

TK: If I'm her muse, can't I convince her to erase that fic?

Izzy: Nope.

TK: Jeez…

Ken: (to Izzy) Didn't we help her with that fic?

Izzy: Unfortunately. Don't let TK know, though.

Ken: Alright. (to TK) You can get off her now.

(TK gets off Charbonne, who looks at the three boys with a look of resentment. She then stands up and brushes the dust off her clothes. A smile then creeps over her face.)

Charbonne: I now know what to write! A torture fic concerning you three!

TK: Is that supposed to frighten us?

Izzy: Um, you know that episode of X-Files that was on Sunday with the creepy boy that could make whatever he imagined true?

TK: Yeah…

Izzy: Well, imagine Danny with that power.

(TK shudders.)

(As you leave, you notice that the room seems darker. Charbonne returns to her desk and starts typing furiously. Izzy tries to look over her shoulder to see what she is writing, but is completely blocked off. Ken is trying to convince TK not to sic Patamon on her. As the room blacks out, you hear insane cackling.)

To Be Continued….

Okay, I know that was lame, but please put it in your review. Then I won't write another one…

- Charbonne