Sunday, February 8, 2009

Song Shuffle Memes...Fanfiction Style.

See, there's actually a reason why, under the header of 'Dangerously Caffeinated,' there is something that says: 'A place where random and quirky pieces of writing have found their home.'

I am, to a certain degree, a writer who specializes in quirky writing. I seriously cannot help that. Whenever I have any serious scene I have in a chapter, more often then not, I can't help but inject a joke or just something that makes it less serious. Luckily for me, I stumbled across a fanfiction meme where it combines my love of song shuffle memes and fanfiction. It basically forces you to write a drabble about your favourite pairing with your songs on shuffle and you have to write each drabble within the song's duration.

Just to give you a taste, these are my current favourites so far:

-—Spin—Lifehouse—4:52—-

Spinning around in an old tire, being pushed by Rinoa…it seemed utterly ridiculous. The whole damn idea was ridiculous. People were gawking, I was getting dizzy on top of it…why I was still on this swing was beyond me but it didn’t stop me from staying silent and letting Rinoa playfully push me.

“Had enough?” she asked. I could tell by her voice that she was smiling, on the brink of giggling.

Somehow, I found myself with a slight grin in spite of the embarrassment and nausea.

“No, not yet.”

And I wouldn’t have changed my answer for anything in the world.

-—Wait For the Blackout (cover)—Goo Goo Dolls—3:39—-

Whenever things happen in the most peculiar times, we often try to recreate a similar kind of situation in hopes of recreating the moment, even if it’s nowhere near as memorable. Squall and I first made love to each other during the only blackout Balamb Garden had ever suffered.

I’ve tried to fry our lights at least four times now. Buying light bulbs after is so totally worth it.

-—Closing Time—Semisonic—3:51—-

A bar. Of all places she drags me to after all this time apart, she calls me up, asking me to meet her up in a bar in Timber? I just don’t get it. She knows I don’t like bars and I know that she doesn’t like bars, so why are we meeting up here? None of this is making sense. I’d joke to myself and say that maybe I should start drinking, but then I think I deserve to slap myself for that horrible joke.

Nonetheless, I walk into the bar all the same and act as if this isn’t bugging the hell out of me as I search for her. Luckily, it isn’t a smoky room in the slightest so I spot her fairly fast but something catches my attention first. I blink.

“Squall…remember the last time we were in a bar?”

Her slightly rounded stomach made me remember all too well.

-—Forever—Breaking Benjamin—3:55—-

I never had a problem picking jewelry as a teenager, between my sole earring, Griever necklace and ring, all of the decisions regarding those didn’t require too much of my time. I knew what I was looking for and I bought it when I saw it. It was as simple as that.

Now, I couldn’t begin to choose what I wanted if my life depended on it.

Maybe it had to do with the fact that I’d see my choice on her finger forever.

-—Forget About The Rain—Trapt—3:29—-

We can’t go outside because it’s raining, he said. Pish. You can have the most fun when no one’s out there in the rain. No one to gawk at you jump into puddles with your boots, collecting water in cupped hands, no one to comment on the fact that your tee-shirt is indecently transparent…it sounds like good old-fashioned fun to me. But he won’t have any of my reasoning; he’s too serious to forget about the rain.

Hm…I think I’ll surprise him by dumping a bucket of water over his head.

-—Float On—Modest Mouse—3:28—-

“Squall, you’re not going to drown, come on….the water’s nice and warm!” I shouted at him from the deep end of the pool, treading water aimlessly. It was rather lonely being the only one in the pool.

He shook his head. “Rinoa, there’s a reason why people don’t go in the pool after eating.” he countered. “I’m not going to be a statistic.”

“Don’t worry; I’ll make sure you keep afloat. No one’ll know that you can’t swim.”

-—Black Hole Sun—Soundgarden—5:18—-

The meta-magic we’ve used in battle has always confused me. The others have always dismissed the actual logistics of it, preferring not to confuse themselves over something that didn’t really matter so they were free to go into battle with a clear head but I had to wonder. It was my nature to wonder. How can someone store Fire in their heads and not have a life-threatening fever? How can someone keep Thunder spells and not suffer the literal effects of shock? I’ve tried to have Squall explain it to me but it does more harm than good. I always walk away more confused than when I first went to ask him.

Don’t even get me started on Demi spells. Having a black hole in your pants is just weird.

-—I Hate (Everything About You)—Three Days Grace—3:55—-

Sometimes I really wondered what ever attracted me to him. I really did. Okay, I’ll admit that I was physically attracted to him first and that’s probably why I tried pursuing him. I guess this what they’re actually talking about when they say it’s love at first sight. You take that one peek at a person and it’s like you’re putting blinders for some unsavory qualities they have because you refuse to believe that they act a certain way when they look like that and they’re kissing you and taking off your shirt and…

…Well, let’s just say he’s better now.

-—Simon—Lifehouse—6:01—-

I feel like Squall’s putting himself in a cage sometimes, purposely shutting himself out for no reason. For the longest time, I couldn’t understand why but I think I’m starting to get the idea, now that I took a trip back to Timber, only to have tons of comments on how I changed with the underlying tone of, ‘you’re not the same and we want the old you back’. I didn’t think I’ve changed enough to warrant that kind of welcome so to get that was almost heart-breaking. When I felt like just faking my immature ways just so I’d stop getting this reaction, it suddenly clicked. Squall must have been getting the same reaction so he’s hiding to pretend like he hadn’t changed.

…Or was he doing that to ignore the reality that our relationship had made him a different person?

-—Damn—Matchbox Twenty—3:20—-

This really caught me off guard. I’m still reeling and my mouth isn’t working. My legs are starting to feel like jelly too. Why did I think we’d never get to this point? I haven’t breached the subject because I thought that he wouldn’t want to, or maybe it’s because I never thought of him in this way. Now that I think about it, I don’t know why I put him on such a pedestal. He is a guy underneath it all.

I think it’s about time I said yes.

-—Rest Stop—Matchbox Twenty—4:30—-

Driving for several hours had already taken its toll on me. Rinoa was asleep and I had to pull over to a rest stop — I needed to stretch my legs and get a little air. Once I found an exit on the highway with a sign indicating that there was a coffee shop and a gas bar, I took it. We were a little low on fuel anyway.

When we were there a minutes after that, I parked to the side of the coffee place and got out to do what I so sorely needed to do. After I got all of the kinks out of my system, I reached for the handle only to find that it wouldn’t open. Shit. Peering through the window I realized that my keys were still in the ignition.

It looked like I’d have to wait until my sleeping angel woke up.

-—Lucky Star—Goo Goo Dolls—3:08—-

“Squall, look at that one!”

Her enthusiasm for the heavens above never failed to amuse me. It was an enthusiasm we didn’t share, but I admired her for keeping it after what had happened in space. I…just couldn’t.

“Hey, are you even paying attention?” she lightly chided. “You look like you’re a million miles away.”

I turned away from the dark sky and looked at her instead. The lucky stars in her eyes were enough for me.

-—My Apocalypse—Metallica—5:01—-

If anything could be said about Squall in combat, it was that for whatever reason, you don’t ask him to cast fire elemental spells, even Meteor and Flare spells were cutting it close. It was Ice spells or nothing. Not like it mattered, his Lion Heart made short work of anything that came across its path.

Another thing that could be said about Squall in combat is that you don’t ask him why he hates using fire-based spells. You might just get a gruesome demonstration of why he didn’t like using them, needing a winter coat just looking at it.

-—Another Second Time Around—Goo Goo Dolls—3:00—-

“You’re the best looking guy here. Dance with me?”

Nothing. Nada. He just looked at me with those stormy slate eyes of his.

“Rinoa, don’t try to recreate that night, you’re just going to be disappointed.”

“It’s just for fun Squall, I won’t care if your dancing is a little rusty.”

“Rust has nothing to do with it.”

“Alright, what is it then?”

“I don’t think I’ll be able to let you leave this time.”

-—My Hero—Foo Fighters—4:18—-

I hate the notion of us being hailed as heroes. It annoys me to no end and Rinoa’s not doing anything to help. She’s under the impression that we are heroes too.

“Squall, if you guys didn’t do what you did, the world would have died when Ultimecia did what she did.” she said.

“I’m not a hero. I’m just an ordinary teenager put in an extraordinary situation. Heroes are supposed to be people who save the world willingly, not because they were forced to.”

“Well…can you be my hero if you don’t want to be the world’s?”

-—Cry For Help—Shinedown—3:20—-

I could hear the screams, the cries for help and it’s driving me insane. I can’t deal with the fact that she’s calling for me and not someone else. I can’t deal with the fact that someone’s depending on me. All I ever do is let people down. I’m not fit for being depended on, there are more competent and worthy people I’m sure.

Still, I pray that she’ll be okay until I get there. I depend on her to save me too.

-—Mad Season—Matchbox Twenty—4:30—-

“Rinoa, I feel like an idiot. Can we stop?”

“No, I want you to be apart of this.”

“All I seem to be apart of is making a mess on the floor. I’m not cut out for this.”

She tossed me a look. “Squall, if you quit now, you’ll never know what it’s like. I don’t care if you make a mess. I just want you to try.” She paused her motivational speech to give me another heated kiss on the lips. “…I promise it’ll be worth it in the end.”

“I’m holding you to your word Rinoa.”

“Don’t worry. These cookies will definitely be worth it.”

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