"AHAHAHAHA! Is that all you gonna say, fools? Then, begone—"
"AND DON'T YOU EVEN DARE LAY A HAND ON THOSE TWO!"
Cue surprised gasps and small whispers.
"Another nuisance," Fuyuhiko muttered within dark eyes, lowering his weapon ("He had a weapon?" "Dunno. That's what she just said, sis."). "What do you want?"
The girl stepped over to him and eyed his figure in a menacing way. Looking closer, she was wearing a shirt that says "I love Baekhyun" and under it was picture of a bacon. "Oooh, I want that...." Chandee mumbles, eyeing it in envy.
She gave him her last hard stare for a second, then finally she spoke, "Hmph. What a way for first impressions. We're the true fans of K-pop and we want to kill..."
"Kill who?"
"We want to kill-- " she glared at Chi and Chandee— "them." Said two yelped, cowering in fear as they kept on hugging each other. Though neither groups cared.
"Wha-?" the man's eyes widened slightly, but quickly recovered and stubbornly refused defeat. "Like hell you can! We were the first one to find them!"
"And who are you to act all high and mighty and have the right to kill them?! You're just the same with those gross creatures! Japanese culture is dumb! All those fans are just covert perverts who hide their stash of hentai [1] crap inside their rooms!" Chi noticed the guy (who previously butted in one of Fuyuhiko's conversations) clutch his body pillow defensively .
"I'm going to ask you the same thing! We've been ordered by the queen and have been getting really tired seeing these two shits. And what do you mean by your 'Japan is shit' crap?! Don't get in our way and just take your filthy K-pop posters back to your home!"
The female leader was taken aback, ignoring the insults that they threw at each other. "You, too, were ordered... by the queen...?" Fuyuhiko snorted in response.
"Yeah. That lunatic who wanted to be the only—wait." His eyes widened as his mind finally calculated the words she had spoken. "Don't tell me...?"
The duo gasped a dramatic gasp, their minds allowing horrible thoughts that might happen to them. And no, not those kind of thoughts, you perverted person you.
"C-chi... are they going to join forces and kill us mercilessly? And why are we speaking normally now?"
"Stop asking me! Do you think I can even answer those?!"
"I thought you would."
Fuyuhiko, unfortunately, heard the lass' first question and spoke, "No way, girl. I'd rather not put this fight to an end so there's at least 500% chance for you to escape while we continue this facade."
"Only 500%?! PSH! Big deal! I prefer to stay," Chandee haughtily rolled her eyes.
"This is getting out of hand..." Chi sighed.
And so... one would possibly assume they had fled from a disastrous war, a battle between two deadly groups who, in truth, led their more important issue get away due to a pathetic, unnecessary reason.
Oh, the horror!
On the other hand, Chi and Chandee resumed their journey. After all the efforts they had done (like running away from serpents which they used as a fashionable scarf for a short moment, and what have you) they had finally caught a glimpse of an old door.
With obnoxious smiles etched on their faces, they reached towards it and...
... the author got unexpectedly attacked by a writer's block.
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Translation Notes:
[1] - I'm pretty sure everyone knows this so there's no need for me to explain it.... right?
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Misadventures of the Weeaboo Sisters
HumorChi and Chandee, the two BFFsies, go to a dangerous adventure as they brave their way to find their one and only prince! Together-- wait, isn't it supposed to be the other way around? Welp, they just have to deal with it one way or another!
