((I felt the need to do this. The story will continue (eventually) I promise))
(Note: This is a musical. They are singing this.)
Maya: There, right there!
Maya: Look at that tan well tinted skin.
Look at the killer shape he's in.
Look at that slightly stubbly chin.
Oh, please he's Gay totally gay.
Kou: I'm not about to celebrate
Every trait could indicate
The totally straight expatriate
This guy's not gay, I say, not gay
All: That is the elephant in the room
Well, is it relevant to assume
That a man who wears perfume
Is automatically medically fay?
Kou: But look at his quoft and crispy locks.
Maya: Look at his silk translucent socks.
Kou: There's the eternal paradox.
Look what we're seeing.
Maya: *whispers* What are we seeing?
Kou: Is he gay?
Maya: Of course he's gay!
Kou: Or European?
All: .......Ooooooohhhh.
All: Gay or European?
It's hard to guarantee
Is he gay or european?
Shu: Well, hey don't look at me.
Yui: You see they bring their boys up different in those charming foreign ports.
They play peculiar sports.
All: In shiny shirts and tiny shorts.
Gay or foreign fella?
The answer could take weeks.
They will say things like "ciao bella"
while they kiss you on both cheeks.
Maya: Oh please.
All: Gay or European?
So many shades of gray.
Shu: Depending on the time of day, the French go either way.
All: Is he gay or European?
or-
Julia: There! Right There!
Look at that condescending smirk.
Seen it on every guy at work.
That is a metro-hetro jerk.
That guy's not gay, i say no way.
All: That is the elephant in the room.
Well is it relevant to presume
that a hottie in that costume
Maya: Is automatically-radically
Kou: ironically-cronically
Julia: scurtinly-curtainly
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FanfictionOK, so I dragged my friend Julia into this fandom kicking and screaming, because I know I was! Anyway, I harbor a grudge toward the majority of the characters. So I thought, why not make a fic with us in it. And so...... This fic was born.....
