Author: Chauni
Email: ChauniMaxwell@mechpilot.com
Website: www.oocities.org/asukalangley2nd/
Pairings: Xellos x Valgarv
Warnings: General silliness, AU, a bit OOC
Disclaimer: Nope, don’t own Slayers nor the “Weeee” video and song. ^-^
Notes: A bit of background first: I roleplay a modern Val x Xel, with them attending college together and living in a dorm room…you know, the works. Well, Xel is a sneaky little bastard (which I fully believe in; after all, he is a Mazoku), and they have one hell of an angsty relationship. Anyway, this was made for Roku, who I played with at the time, when we had come across this insane movie website depicting a squirrel singing (It can be found here: http://www.threebrain.com/weeeeee.html ). I was leaving for 10 days, and the night before I left, I wrote this fic for her…
The quiet click of the door shutting caused a pair of violet eyes to snap open, sparkling wildly in the golden light of the setting sun that streamed through curtained windows. The smirk that defined his wicked permanent state of being slipped to it’s customary place upon his palmers as he climbed forth from one of the matching twin beds in the small dorm room and sat down at the desk that lined one wall.
A slight creak resounded in the room as he leaned back in the cheap office chair that had been purchased down at the campus store, his long finger depressing the plain, round button. A quiet whir of internal fans met his ears, along with random ticks of mechanical components falling into routine. Slit eyes stared at the flickering of the laptop screen, watched as it came to life with a boring blue tile wallpaper behind numerous, preprogrammed icons. Touching the small pad, he brought the arrowed cursor up to the familiar blue symbol and double clicked, causing a moment later for the AOL 6.0 banner to start up.
It wasn’t that he was jealous, per say; he had nothing to be jealous of, right?! No, this was what he liked to call a reconnaissance mission; purely informational.
The sign on screen flipped into play and he scrolled down to the name “Val82001”, clicking on it. What a boring screenname, not like his, “ADarkLordXellos”, but that was beside the point, right? Sitting up a bit straighter, he began typing in the password he had * accidentally * seen typed over a dozen times, and clicked enter, watching as the screen was replaced with another, even less thrilling one, and the sound of a dial tone filled the room.
Just to check his mail, just to see if he had contacted the red-headed Gaav from the day before, that’s all. Nothing important. He just needed this advantage, just needed to see if he was right, damnit. No, he wasn’t jealous! He * started* this game, and sure as hell, would be the one to lead it in his own desire.
Damnit. Signing on took too long. Gods, he wished he had found out where Val-chan had been running off to instead of pretending to be asleep.
The final screen locked into place, showing the customary mandatory AOL window that always frustrated him, never could close the damn thing, only shrink it. Grr. The buddy list window was empty; in fact, it only housed a total of six names, two of which were Xel’s for when he was on AIM at the school. Hm. Dragging the mouse upward, he clicked on the “Mail” icon, and looked through both “Read Sent Mail” and “Read Old Mail”, which left him with nothing to go on. Both were empty, aside from some forward that they had both received from school.
That was good news, wasn’t it?
“Mine as well take a look around while I’m at it,” he muttered under his breath, idly pushing the violet hair back from his shoulders as he peered at the screen before him. What better place to begin other than favorites, right?
Click, click.
Only one favorite was listed, aside from the numerous ones always given with the account. It housed no real name, no description, and in itself, it was cryptic and odd.
Weeee(mov)
Another bob of the shoulders beneath the beige sweater he had donned, and a soft “tap tap” of the pad, bringing him to the site within another moment. Loading time took forever, as was usual with the pathetic 56k modem the laptop housed, though he was beginning to see…
“A squirrel’s head…?”
A black and white oversized button screaming “Play” appeared, and what else could he do but click it? Leaning forward a bit, the manufactured light danced across his cheeks in ripples and flashes, illuminating his face in the warm wash of technology as his amethyst eyes widened slightly, first in shock and then all out laughter. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he clicked “Play” over and over and over again, watching to his heart’s content the small movie upon the monitor, the song ringing through his head.
Oh, this would be good.
Valgarv let the door slip shut with a quiet snap behind him as he dropped his keys on the couch, jingling. The teachers here seemed to be a bit boring, and defiantly overrated in his opinion, and he had found himself almost falling asleep through their relentless never-ending lectures. And something just seemed a bit odd through class; he had found he couldn’t concentrate, and he had felt this helpless need to get back to the dorm, as if something was on fire, or…
Xellos was up to something.
But the violet-haired trickster seemed to be in his room, singing some distant song that sounded familiar, but he couldn’t place * where * exactly he had heard it.
“Gonads and strife…gonads and strife…Gonads in the lightning, in the lightning…in the raaaaaaaaaain”
He felt the blood run out of his cheeks as the lava of his golden eyes went large. No…he couldn’t have…
Shaky legs took him to the doorway of their shared bedroom and he stepped through almost hesitantly. His mouth worked for several minutes as he tried to keep his cool, tried to stay calm and act like it didn’t affect him at all to see Xellos sitting in the middle of the floor, holding up the two front paws of a squirrel and “dancing” with it, moving it back and forth in an appearance of hopping almost. He tried not to do anything as he heard the ridiculous song that was pouring from the boy’s full palmers, floating through the room almost melodiously.
“Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
Okay, that made him lose it, causing his mouth to fall open in laughter, his buttery eyes filling over with tears as he doubled over, clutching his stomach. One arm darted out to hold the doorframe for support, to keep him from falling onto his face as his cheeks grew splashes of crimson with lack of air, the laughter robbing it all from his lungs.
“W-what are you d-d-doing?”
Xellos smirked as he peered upward through almost feminine lavender lashes, the tiers pulled upwards tight. He drew the squirrel, which looked frightened half to death from the aqua-haired boy in the doorway and the one that had “danced” with him, into his lap, petting him gently like a feline, his hand lightly slipping over the velvety fur.
“It’s out new pet. I was thinking…let’s name him Gonads, but then I figured trying to explain that to people would be…difficult. I settled for Weee instead.” He let the boy’s laughter slip to chuckles as the turquoise-haired boy finally straightened in the doorway, wiping the liquid from his eyes, the scarlet still prominent in his cheeks. “Thank you for the idea, Val-chan.”
A couple of stunned blinks later, Valgarv was finally able to form words. “You didn’t…”
“Didn’t I?”
God, Val hated that smirk.