Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Tanz Der Katzen ❯ Warming Up ( Chapter 2 )
Youji realizes with horror WHY this seems familiar...
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 10.07.2005 | Updated On: 10.07.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 412 | Visits: 191 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: The Characters of Weiss do not belong to me... Neither does the musical the dream is basing itself off of. Please don't sue me ;;
Youji grunted as he carried Ken and the baggage towards the sounds... "Damn Ken... you've really got to loose...some weight!" Although he was tempted to drop the baggage to make his travels easier... something told him to keep a hold of them...
As he came closer to the sounds of music, he could see the lights from a town through the gaps in the trees... Finally! Heat!
Quickening his pace... well as much as he could with all the suitcases and the fact he was carrying Ken ... Youji approached the town... heading to the outermost building which also seemed to be the source of the music...
The music stopped suddenly as he opened the door. As he was greeted with the stares of the building's patrons, he dropped the suitcases to the floor.
"My friend needs help."
"He's frozen! Omida bring the chair here quick!"
Omida? What the hell..?
"And bring some hot water too!"
... Come to think of it... that voice sounded familiar too...
Looking at the people in the main room, Youji's facial expression showed that of surprise as he saw Omi in a maid outfit, dragging a chair over. To add onto it... the owner of the voice was... Tot?
As he set Ken's stiff body down in the chair, he was presented with another surprise as Nagi, dressed in what could only be described as old time attire, bowed in greeting.
"I welcome you to the best inn around... My name is Nagal and that beautiful maid is Omida."
Tot seemed to clear her throat as she tapped an umbrella menacingly.
"Oh and my wife, Totka.", Nagal added with a sigh.
"Hurry up Omida... the steam will ease the man's cramps!"
Nagal shrugged, "How about putting some vodka on their noses?"
Omida... Nagal...Totka?... And in the middle of some snowy town... with a bunch of people who were playing music until he came in with Ken... This sounded way too familiar.
It wasn't until they started singing about the praises of garlic that he realized just WHY this seemed so familiar...
Oh NO! I'm trapped in a musical!