The Eternal Lost Lurker
20th November 2003, 12:00 AM
BANANA MARCH
A spamfic by Lurker
(who does not, incidentally, own Jungle wa Itsumo Hale Nochi Guu)
"And now, class...we'll have naptime," Reiji snored, head collapsing back
onto his favourite pillow.
"Oi, wake up!" Hale shook his fist at the perpetually slumbering teacher.
"You're supposed to teach a class here! You should sleep at night!"
"Hale, it's okay," Mari smiled. "If you don't want to sleep, just read the
schoolbooks, ne? Oniichan can't help the way he is."
"I guess you're right," Hale shrugged. "Ah, I forgot! Mari, are you going on
the banana march this afternoon?"
"Banana march?" Mari blinked.
"Un," Hale nodded. "Okaasan told me about it--Chourou and the hunters and
all the kids are gonna march into the jungle and pick all the bananas we can
and have a big party with a bonfire and roast bananas and dance and sing and
have a lot of fun!"
"That sounds great! I'll definitely be coming!" Mari bounced.
"Great!" Hale beamed.
=-----------------------------------------=
"Cancelled?!" Hale gaped.
"Chourou ate some bad Pokute and can't leave the toilet," Weda shrugged.
"And the rest of us didn't really want to do it in the first place, so we
called it off."
"I see," Hale slumped. "That's too bad."
"Anyway, eating up all the bananas at one big party would make everyone
sick, and it means I can stay home and finish off all that wonderful booze I
had sent from the city," Weda grinned.
"So you talked them into cancelling it so you could get drunk," Hale
frowned.
"Haaaaaai!" Weda belched.
With a sigh, Hale headed outside. "I think I'm gonna go pick bananas with
Mari-chan and roast them anyway," he tossed over his shoulder.
"Okay! Have fun!" Weda gargled. Snorting disgustedly, Hale closed the door
behind him.
=-----------------------------------------=
"I see...that's too bad," Mari deflated.
"But you and me can still go and pick bananas, Mari-chan," Hale smiled.
"That's right, we can, can't we?" Mari perked. "Okay, let's go, Hale!"
Hand in hand, the two children skipped down the jungle path, Mari carrying a
large straw basket. Pokute watched them from the trees as they chatted about
inconsequential things. "Hold on, I need a quick snack," Hale decided,
stopping to pick a pair of Manda, one of which she handed to Mari.
"Arigatou, Hale," Mari giggled. "I wonder if anyone else is going to have
the same idea you did..."
"I dunno, but if they do, it'll make it more fun, won't it?" Hale grinned.
"Un, I suppose," Mari smiled. They continued on for a bit, when Hale
suddenly stopped. "Ano, what's wrong, Hale-kun?" Mari blinked.
"I...think we should turn back now," Hale grimaced. Mari turned to see what
he was looking at...
Up ahead, on a crosstrail leading to some of the other villager's huts, a
large banana was striding purposefully down the path, swaying from side to
side as it moved. "What the--?" Mari stared.
A pale, flat-featured face with a fringe of pink hair was visible in a hole
in the centre of the giant banana. "March, march, banana-nana march,"
monotoned the banana.
"Oi, Guu...what're you doing?" Hale gaped disbelievingly.
"Banana marching," Guu smirked without breaking stride.
"...," Hale facefaulted.
=-----------------------------------------=
This is my final answer to the whole speech tag debate.
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A spamfic by Lurker
(who does not, incidentally, own Jungle wa Itsumo Hale Nochi Guu)
"And now, class...we'll have naptime," Reiji snored, head collapsing back
onto his favourite pillow.
"Oi, wake up!" Hale shook his fist at the perpetually slumbering teacher.
"You're supposed to teach a class here! You should sleep at night!"
"Hale, it's okay," Mari smiled. "If you don't want to sleep, just read the
schoolbooks, ne? Oniichan can't help the way he is."
"I guess you're right," Hale shrugged. "Ah, I forgot! Mari, are you going on
the banana march this afternoon?"
"Banana march?" Mari blinked.
"Un," Hale nodded. "Okaasan told me about it--Chourou and the hunters and
all the kids are gonna march into the jungle and pick all the bananas we can
and have a big party with a bonfire and roast bananas and dance and sing and
have a lot of fun!"
"That sounds great! I'll definitely be coming!" Mari bounced.
"Great!" Hale beamed.
=-----------------------------------------=
"Cancelled?!" Hale gaped.
"Chourou ate some bad Pokute and can't leave the toilet," Weda shrugged.
"And the rest of us didn't really want to do it in the first place, so we
called it off."
"I see," Hale slumped. "That's too bad."
"Anyway, eating up all the bananas at one big party would make everyone
sick, and it means I can stay home and finish off all that wonderful booze I
had sent from the city," Weda grinned.
"So you talked them into cancelling it so you could get drunk," Hale
frowned.
"Haaaaaai!" Weda belched.
With a sigh, Hale headed outside. "I think I'm gonna go pick bananas with
Mari-chan and roast them anyway," he tossed over his shoulder.
"Okay! Have fun!" Weda gargled. Snorting disgustedly, Hale closed the door
behind him.
=-----------------------------------------=
"I see...that's too bad," Mari deflated.
"But you and me can still go and pick bananas, Mari-chan," Hale smiled.
"That's right, we can, can't we?" Mari perked. "Okay, let's go, Hale!"
Hand in hand, the two children skipped down the jungle path, Mari carrying a
large straw basket. Pokute watched them from the trees as they chatted about
inconsequential things. "Hold on, I need a quick snack," Hale decided,
stopping to pick a pair of Manda, one of which she handed to Mari.
"Arigatou, Hale," Mari giggled. "I wonder if anyone else is going to have
the same idea you did..."
"I dunno, but if they do, it'll make it more fun, won't it?" Hale grinned.
"Un, I suppose," Mari smiled. They continued on for a bit, when Hale
suddenly stopped. "Ano, what's wrong, Hale-kun?" Mari blinked.
"I...think we should turn back now," Hale grimaced. Mari turned to see what
he was looking at...
Up ahead, on a crosstrail leading to some of the other villager's huts, a
large banana was striding purposefully down the path, swaying from side to
side as it moved. "What the--?" Mari stared.
A pale, flat-featured face with a fringe of pink hair was visible in a hole
in the centre of the giant banana. "March, march, banana-nana march,"
monotoned the banana.
"Oi, Guu...what're you doing?" Hale gaped disbelievingly.
"Banana marching," Guu smirked without breaking stride.
"...," Hale facefaulted.
=-----------------------------------------=
This is my final answer to the whole speech tag debate.
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