Photostory – Milkshake a la Mode

January 30, 2003

3 min
22 years
319 words
5

Tagged Hisoka, Keisuke, Photostory, Saiyuri, Sewing

Argh! I don’t like sewing.

My latest sewing “learning experience” can be seen here: New Pants Keisuke: Bottchan, Sai-chan… what’s up? Saiyuri: Kei-nichan! *^^* Hisoka: Hey Kei– […]

1/6th Scale / Dolls / Photostories

January 18, 2003

3 min
22 years
360 words

Tagged Felicity, Hisoka, Keisuke, Nanami, Photostory

Gather round chillens!

It’s story time! Felicity: –because I’m an American. Everyone knows Hisoka loves all things American. Muwaha! Reika: Whatevah! Dream on girlfriend, dream […]

	Keisuke: Bottchan, Sai-chan… what’s up? Saiyuri: Kei-nichan! ^^ Hisoka: Hey Kei– what are you wearing? Why are you all dressed up?
	Keisuke: Ah this?… She made me wear it.. She made the pants and the shirt was the only thing that matched. Then she gave me this tie to wear. Hisoka: Oh ya? Doesn’t look too bad… is it any better than mine? Keisuke: I laughed when I put them on. Take a look at this.
	Keisuke: The pants are totally uneven. The front doesn’t match up. I think she got too fed up with them because there’s no button or zipper. I had to safety pin the thing closed. Saiyuri: Heehee. Hisoka: Maaaaan… at least she finished mine.
	Keisuke: But check it out. She put pockets on this thing. Both side and back pockets. I finally have a place to put my keys and wallet. Hisoka: Dude! I want pockets. I’m jealous. Keisuke: Sorry Bottchan, these are mine. They’re nothing to be jealous over though. The back pockets are uneven too and the legs are tight around the ankles. Saiyuri: Kei-nichan’s too picky. Hisoka: He has a right to be. We gotta be lookin’ good.
	Saiyuri: Be nice! She makes a lot of goodies for you. Hisoka: You’re just saying that because it looks like something you’d make. pokes Pocky box Saiyuri: Does not! XD Keisuke: Well, I suppose they don’t look too bad if you pull a shirt over the top of it, but I think she has a ways to go before she makes something without problems. Hopefully I will get a pair of jeans next so I don’t hafta wear this stupid tie. Saiyuri: But you still look good. ^^ Hisoka: bonks Saiyuri on the head You’re too young for him! Saiyuri: oww… =_=;;

	Felicity: –because I’m an American. Everyone knows Hisoka loves all things American. Muwaha! Reika: Whatevah! Dream on girlfriend, dream on… Nanami: nikko
	Felicity: You might as well give up with Hisoka, Reika, because you don’t stand a chance! (you too Nanami). Anyway, I don’t know what’s your deal with the dyed hair and colored contacts. You’re soooo a wanna-be American. Reika: Wanna-be?? You’re the one who came to Japan so you can be a part of the Japanese teeny bopper fashion first hand! You gaijin! Felicity: Che! Talk to the hand sister, talk to the hand!
	Reika: Yea? Well talk to MY hand! shoves Felicity Nanami: gasp
	Felicity: Alright, that’s it! You wanna piece of me?? Reika: Bring it on bitch! Nanami: No stop it you two!
	Felicity: YOU STAY OUTTA THIS WENCH! Reika : YOU STAY OUTTA THIS NUISANCE! Nanami: Okay okay! Sorry! runs off
	5 minutes later… Keisuke: walks up Oh my god. You were right Nami! Ahahahahahaa! Hisoka: Hey, Hey! What’s going on here?? Reika: Hisoka?! Keisuke? Felicity: Hi-ssoka??
	Felicity: She started– Reika: Liar!! You’re the one– Hisoka: STOP! I don’t EVEN wanna hear what you’re arguing about. Keisuke: (They’re like children!) Hisoka: (No joke!) Felicity: –and she messed up my hair– Hisoka: Stop already, GEEZ. Reika: composes self Sorry. bows
	Everyone looks at Felicity Felicity: Whatever… She started it though. Hisoka: We’re waiting… raises eyebrow Felicity: Fine, whatever… I’m sorry.
	Keisuke: See that was relatively painless! Reika: Che! Shut up Keisuke. Felicity: Whatever… Keisuke: shrugs and smirks Hisoka: Man it was a good thing Nami got us. You two would have probably killed each other. hugs Nanami Nanami: It was nothing really, I just didn’t want…
	Nanami: … them… to… notices girls glaring at her
	Felcity: cold glare . . . Reika: cold glare . . . Nanami: . . . ^_^;;;;;
	Keisuke: Come on Bottchan, let’s finish our game. walks away Hisoka: … Those girls, I swear… all the time… follows Keisuke Reika: stares at Nanami (Felicity, you thinking what I’m thinking?) Felicity: glares (uh huh…) Nanami: Uh… O_O;; Kei– Hisoka! Wait for me guys! runs away