The scene appears to be a medium-sized room, following a light-blue, dark-blue, pale-green, and faint (as in, just a hint of) pink/purple color scheme, filled with beanbag chairs, sleeping bags, two computers, two walls completely covered with bookshelves filled to their capacity with books AND movies, a big-screen TV, DVD player, stereo, etc. There are sugar snacks everywhere. Potato chips, chocolate bars, pocky…the works. A little sign up in the corner of the wall reads, “Chibi-muses’ hangout.” In smaller letters below it, however, one can just make out the words, “Kaos,” thus, giving us the name of the place. (Anybody else noticing a theme here?)

Chibi-Quatre and Chibi-Chibi, muses to the Authoress “Jennie-chan, a.k.a. ~J.C.~” are sitting on their respective beanbag chairs, munching on sugar-packed snacks, and laughing hysterically as they watch anime after anime. After all, it’s up to them to inspire the Authoress with more fanfic ideas…where else do you think those ideas come from?

While the two settle down (relatively speaking, of course) to watch “Card Captor Sakura, Movie 2: ‘The Void’”, it might be a good idea to take this time to describe the duo (Duo: who, me? Authoress: no, the muses! You guys aren’t even in this fic—for once—so leave! Duo: oh…sorry…::disappears::), seeing as they appear to be the stars of this fic.

Chibi-Quatre, of course, is the Chibified version of everybody’s favorite bioshen blonde. He is expertly skilled at knife throwing, and not afraid to use those skills if necessary. And let’s just say that, a) Catherine was his teacher….’nuff said…and b) when you get him mad, he turns into chibi-zero-system-Quatre, and all I have to say is that when he gets like that, you’d better run…very…very…fast…. This little chibi, though can appear to be harmless by using his trump card puppy-dog eyes to [usually] get what he wants, is not as innocent as he seems. His favorite types of fics involve action/adventure, and comedy (even though he is compelled to aid in inspiration for all fics). Apparently, the two seem to be having a sleepover, because he is in his PJ’s: long-sleeved, matching shirt and pants pink in color with teal polka dots. As he munches on his pocky, he squeezes onto a stuffed animal—a camel, to be precise.

Chibi-Chibi can be best described as a miniature version of the Authoress. She has a very eccentric mind (even for a muse), and mysterious psychic abilities that even the Authoress isn’t quite sure about. She’s also expertly skilled with the chibi-whip, a miniature version of the Authoress’ own magic whip, but doesn’t use it very often; she prefers the spork as her weapon, and uses it to ‘fwap’ ppl over the head (too many ‘Digi-Bloop That!’ fics featuring the Spas, I guess). Her favorite types of fics revolve around the romance/drama/angst area…though that’s not to say her skills in Humor inspiration aren’t way up there as well. Her PJ’s consist of baby-blue pajama pants, and a white, sleeveless shirt with the words “Calvin Klein Jeans” on them. Normally, her long, blonde hair is pulled back with a headband, but tonight she had it pulled back into a high bun on her head.

Just as the movie reached the part where Sakura runs into Syaoran…literally…each of their computers beep, signaling that their Authoress needs her two muses.

“Awww…just when it was getting to the good part!” Chibi-Chibi whined as she and Chibi-Quatre walked over to their respective computer. There, on the screen was a message for each of them:

Hey, you two:

 I’m sending over a fanfic for you both to MST. It’s a

Monologue told in “Dorko’s” POV; you know what to do…

~J.C.~

“O.O Sounds like fun!” Chibi-Chibi squealed.

“Yeah!” Chbi-Quatre complied with his fellow muse, after removing his hands from his ears from her high-pitched squealing. He picked up the DVD, which the Authoress had sent to them, and put it in the player that was connected to the big screen TV (after about a minute of protesting from Chibi-Chibi of having to remove the CCS movie first). As the two quickly hopped back into their beanbag chairs, the fanfic began rolling over the screen of the TV:

Title: Angel

Chibi-Chibi: …and her Keeper ^_^

Chibi-Quatre: wrong genre

Chibi-Chibi: aww…

Author: Althea

Rating: G, I guess

Chibi-Quatre (“Althea”): …if you ignore the lemon scenes

Chibi-Chibi: (grabs a spork and fwaps him over the head) Hentai!

Warnings: Weird stylized writing ahead…^_^

Both: Don’t worry…we’re used to it…

Notes: What can I say? I love writing monologues.

Chibi-Chibi: “mono”, as in “one”

Chibi-Quatre: “logue”, as in “sleep like a logue”

Chibi-Chibi: (falls over anime style from bad pun)

 This is just a little something I wrote during my lunch at school way back when and then forgot all about…

Chibi-Chibi: I guess she didn’t like it much, either

I love him.

Chibi-Chibi: I pity him

He’s beautiful, an avenging angel out of some old myth,

Chibi-Quatre: (shaking his head) tsk-tsk-tsk…angels aren’t from myths, they’re from the Christian Bible

Chibi-Chibi: (a la Cameron Diaz from the MTV movie awards) Mixing religions would be bad

too fiercely beautiful to be real. A warrior, true and pure, however he doubts it.

Chibi-Quatre: doubts what?

Chibi-Chibi: (shrugs) I didn’t write this; how’m I supposed to know?

He is so beautiful.

Chibi-Quatre: (utterly bored from all the SAP) yeah, you said that already

Hair a shade of gold to rival mine, shimmering iridescently silver

Chibi-Chibi: ugh; make up your mind! Which is it; gold or silver?

toned in the artificial lights of space.

Chibi-Chibi: (in a trance) Heeeaaad towards the liiiiight….

He looks like an angel there also.

Chibi-Quatre: well, what’d ya think he’d look like, Pikachu?

Both: (shudder at the thought of Satan’s little yellow pet rat)

A weary angel, but an angel still. Weariness only adds to his beauty.

He despises war.

Chibi-Quatre: who doesn’t?

I love it.

Chibi-Chibi: that answer your question?

I love it with all the strong, violent, fierce passion surging out of my angry soul.

Chibi-Chibi: all the strong, violent, fierce passion surging out of her angry soul…that just had to take it out on poor Quatre

Chibi-Quatre: and to think, people actually pair her and Quatre together! She STABBED him for cryin’ out loud!

Chibi-Chibi: yeah, I mean…love hurts, but not that much!

I love it almost as much as I love him.

And I hate it.

Chibi-Chibi (“Dorothy”): …almost as much as I hate him.

Chibi-Quatre: that doesn’t really make sense

Chibi-Chibi: it’s called hypocrisy

Chibi-Quatre: no, it’s called going against what she said earlier

Chibi-Chibi: (facefaults)

I hate, because he does,

Both: Copycat.

and I love him more than I hate myself.

Both: @o@ huh?

And I hate it because, in some dark corner of my soul, I truly hate the suffering it brings.

Chibi-Quatre: (smugly) told ya!

Chibi-Chibi: that wasn’t you, that was regular Quatre

Chibi-Quatre: close enough

He strips my soul bare.

Chibi-Quatre: (opens his mouth to say something)

Chibi-Chibi: (too lazy to reach over, so she throws the spork at him)

Chibi-Quatre: ITAI!

Chibi-Chibi: no hentai! I’ve got over three-hundred more where that came from!

Chibi-Quatre: (shuts up in a hurry)

I cannot hide from him.

Chibi-Quatre: (spookily) you can run, but you can’t hide! Muahahahaha!

His purity

Chibi-Chibi: which, apparently, the English dubbers think really means, “Sincerity”

(however he doubts it) is a light that exposes all the shivering corners of myself.

Chibi-Chibi: (looks over at Chibi-Quatre) Shut up

Chibi-Quatre: (waaaaaay-too-innocent look on face) I said nothing!

It is a light like the stars-cold and ethereal

Chibi-Quatre: wha?

Chibi-Chibi: (whips out mondo-sized Dictionary) it means “eerie”

Chibi-Quatre: oh…why can’t they just say that?

Chibi-Chibi: apparently, Authors and Authoresses think it makes their writing sound better to use words we don’t even know

Chibi-Quatre: …they think?

and distant. And beautiful.

Chibi-Quatre: (still bored) ya, you said that already

Does he know he strips the lies from me?

Chibi-Chibi: Does he really even care?

Can he feel the baring of my soul? Does he say nothing out of pity or out of fear?

Chibi-Chibi: actually, it just because he doesn’t want to talk to you

Oh, angel, it will never touch you.

Chibi-Quatre: and neither will she

Chibi-Chibi: (about to fwap him again, when she thinks about it) you’ve got a point there…

Your burning brilliance strips it all away. My demons cannot stand against your fire.

Chibi-Quatre: Demons?

Chibi-Chibi: Ahhh! She’s making alliances with the Devil!!

I want to touch him.

Chibi-Chibi: (throws another spork at Chibi-Quatre before he can even say anything)

Chibi-Quatre: what was that for; I didn’t say anything!

Chibi-Chibi: you were GOING to!

I’m afraid to.

Is he like cold fire?

Chibi-Quatre: that’s an oxymoron

Chibi-Chibi: She’s an oxy-moron!

Will he burn me?

Chibi-Chibi: (a la ‘Dilly’ from Cherry Blossom’s “Crappy Poem Theater”) Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrnnnnnn!

Will I crumple as the flames of your purity tear at my darkness,

Chibi-Quatre: maybe…

Chibi-Chibi: do you even know what that sentence just said?

Chibi-Quatre: not a clue

only to find that, without darkness, there is nothing left?

Chibi-Chibi: Actually, without darkness, there’s light…*coughandhopecough*…

Chibi-Quatre: (rolls his eyes)

Intellectually,

Chibi-Chibi: now, what does that have to do with Dorothy?

I know he won’t burn me.

Chibi-Chibi: (snaps fingers in defeat) damn

He’s human.

Chibi-Quatre: which is more than we can say for you.

He is no angel and even he has sinned. Especially he. But I am still afraid to touch him.

Chibi-Chibi: she refuses to go against the court order he has against her.

Purity does not always guarantee goodness.

Chibi-Chibi: only 99.999999999999999999% of the time.

He is pure, but he isn’t always good.

Chibi-Quatre: he’s been a baaaaaaaaaaaaaad boy

He is a warrior. An angel of battle. And yet he hates it.

Chibi-Chibi: what irony

Chibi-Quatre: the whole show was BASED on irony!

Chibi-Chibi: point

Perhaps that is the key to his purity. Maybe those of who love war are doomed to the darkness.

Both: like you

Or maybe my love for him is stronger.

Chibi-Chibi: or maybe not

He doesn’t love me.

Chibi-Quatre: (rolls eyes) well I coulda told you that!

I remind him of his sister,

Both: INCEST! >~<

and the kindness is for memory’s sake.

I am nothing to him.

Chibi-Chibi: aww…if it makes you feel better, you’re nothing to us, either

I am a shade, a memory.

Chibi-Chibi: and a whole list of other things the censors won’t let us say…

A reminder of his past. The tagalong, the little cousin of his best friend.

Chibi-Quatre: ::blink, blink:: that rules out the possibility of her talking about Quatre…

He doesn’t love me.

But I love him.

Finis

Both: YAY!

Author’s Note:

Both: BOO!

Hahahahaaa…you thought it was Quatre, Didn’t you? ^_^

Chibi-Quatre: umm…of course not! ^_^()

Chibi-Chibi: liar

Why did I write this?

Chibi-Quatre: Don’t know, don’t care!

Well…I got to thinking about Dorothy and Zechs’ views on war. He views war as a necessary evil, something that has soiled him. Dorothy views war as something beautiful, but at the same time, her inner kindness hates it. They both view it as something cleansing. To Dorothy, Zechs wouldn’t have been soiled by war because she believes it is beautiful-the fire by which the world is purified.

Both: riiiiiiiight…

‘Leastways, that’s what I think they believe…

Yes, I am all for 6x9 and 4xDC.

Chibi-Chibi: EVIL! >~<

I just wanted to write an experimental little fic. ‘Sides, didn’t it seem that Dorothy kind of had a little bit of a crush on Zechs during the final battles?

Chibi-Quatre: actually, it did…

Chibi-Chibi: anything to get our minds off the concept of 4xDC

“Is it over yet?” Chibi-Chibi asked. Chibi-Quatre just nodded in response, as his mouth was stuffed full of more pocky.

“What is pocky, anyways?” she asked, curous. Chibi-Quatre just looked down into his bag, back up at her, and swallowed.

“I dunno, but it’s really good! I think it comes from Japan…” Shrugging, the two muses ejected the fanfic DVD, sent their MST version back to the Authoress, then (at Chibi-Chibi’s rather high-pitched request—followed by the threat of more fwappings if he didn’t) Chibi-Quatre put back on the CCS movie for the two to watch.

Chibi-Chibi sighed, then giggled at Syaoran’s funny face as he and Meiling met up with Sakura at the park. Suddenly, a lightbulb popped up over her head as an idea came to her. After turning the light off, she quickly ran over to her computer, and started typing in, communicating something to the Authoress. A minute later, she was back in her chair, and the two muses continued on their never-ending quest for finding inspiration for all the hilarious, romantic, and whatever else type of fics their Authoress comes up with….

The End (For now….)

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