One Word Story
iDOLM@STER fan-fic
Book 5
Miki Hoshi skipped gleefully into the idol’s main resting room. She hummed a sweet little tune, which eventually brought Hibiki and Takane into humming it with her, that being one of Project Fairy’s favorite song to sing.
“Kiss, kiss, kiss...hee hee...” Miki giggled, finishing her little song. “Oh...now Miki doesn’t know what to do...”
Hibiki looked at the floor. “Eh...me neither...” Takane looked rather confused as well.
“Um...we could always...make some...waffles...?” What seemed to be a sweat-drop formed on Hibiki’s head.
“Food isn’t always the answer...” Azusa seemed revived by that comment.
“Yes it is, Hibiki-chan! Food is what makes you a woman!!” Hibiki sweat-dropped again.
“Right...”
Yayoi seemed bored also. “Um...we could always...” Iori jumped up.
“Play One Word Story!!” A wave of agreement flooded through the room. Haruka stood up.
“Our new daily starter; play One Word Story before anything else!!” Everyone agreed...except for Producer.
“Not if you have booked jobs we won’t.” Miki stood up and clung to his arm.
“But Honey, we need to play One Word Story!! We just have to! Miki said so!” Producer smiled awkwardly.
“I never said we couldn’t,” Producer chuckled. Miki’s face seemed to light up. She pecked Producer on the cheek and ran away. Producer blushed a little, wiping his face. Ami and Mami seemed to chuckle.
“Oh, nii-chan, you pervert,” they commented together. Producer blushed a little more this time.
“I-I’m not a pervert! Miki-chan kissed me!!” Miki giggled and sat in between Hibiki and Takane.
Ami and Mami giggled deviously. “Then Miki-Miki is a pervert,” Mami said quietly. Producer sat down.
“Girls, shut up and play the game.” Ami and Mami shrugged and sat down together, Ami next to Azusa, Azusa next to Iori. Azusa rested her head in her hand.
“Oh, I have a suggestion for how we sit today! Let’s just...sit in a random spot like we did the first time we played!” Makoto crossed her arms.
“What if you don’t like people?” Iori stuck a finger at her.
“You’re close to Yukiho, so don’t complain, Little Miss Man!” Makoto’s face went red.
“You little...” Yukiho jumped up and grabbed Makoto’s shoulders.
“M-Makoto-san, let’s just play, ok?” Makoto huffed.
“Fine.” (now switching to Name: blah blah blah)
Azusa: If you don’t have a group, just sit by your friend~
Haruka: Can I go first?
Everyone: Eh, sure.
Haruka: Yay~ My word is some.
