It's never ending, I swear

[moe81]

 

Title: Balls Up

Rating: Umm… I really don’t know other than C and more C

A/N: I DID NOT start this one. It belongs to nonoji.

*CLUTCH*

 

*GRAB*

 

“Robin!”

 

“I want them.”

 

“‘You must…let. Go!!'”

 

“No. I’m keeping them for study."

 

“Now. Slowly. Put. The balls down.”

 

And back away.

 

Slowly.

 

*the deck sprouts hands* “MINE!”

 

“Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!”

 

“But Luffy-san, if you are made of rubber, how can a little squeeze hurt?”

 

"But, Robin. They’re my manly bits...yrk."

 

“Aaaaaaaaaaaah! We need a doctor! We need a doctor! Oh, I’m the doctor.”

 

"Give me those balls. I can look after them."

 

“Robin-chwaan. I heard some noise. Are the idiots disturbing you? Oh a..aaaaahhh!!!!”

 

"R-r-robin-ch-chan. P-please. I-i need those."

 

"MINE. ALL OF THE BALLS ON THIS SHIP ARE MINE!"

 

"I’m sorry, Robin. You'll have to share. I do need some control over them."

 

“Hm. Well if it’s with you navigator-san...”

 

"Thank you, Robin. By the way, you missed Zoro."

 

“No. I got his this morning, actually.”

 

"Ah. That explains why he wasn't walking right."

 

“Well... I don't easily let go once I get my hand on a treasure. Actually, even at this very moment, under his pants...”

 

"Fuck woman. What the hell did I ever do to you?"

 

*SQUEEZE*

 

"Ahh... shit. Little harder."

 

“Even harder? My, I thought that cook-san was the masochist between you two.”

 

"No, no. We tend to share that particular tr.....ahhh."

 

“Arhhh. Robi~n!!! You’re squeezing mine harder as well!!! Sto-stop.. please stop..”

 

"Apologies, Longnose-san. I forgot you do have a pain tolerance level."

 

“Harder devil woman, harder!! ...Why the fuck do you have rope? And I know I'll regret asking but... why is it slimy?”

 

"How hard would you like, swordsman-san? Oh and I paid a little visit to foreman-san of dock one."

 

“Aaaah!!! Not mine Robin!! You're squeezing the wrong balls again!!”

 

"Navigator-san, a little help if you please."

 

“Gladly. Anything for you, nee-san.”

 

"Anybody in particular you would like to handle?"

 

“Hmmmm...” *evil smile* Him...and him.”

 

"Very well. Have at them and don't let them get away. Please, use the rope I received from foreman-san if you need."

 

“Wow, Nami! The tied bits get really small!!”

 

Comments

[danizuka.livejournal.com]

squeezing theit balls!!! oh mey god!! and zoro enjoy it!!!!

[roseveare.livejournal.com]

*sniggering madly*

[ends-of-time.livejournal.com]

*dies* Seriously, m'dear, you need to quit killing me so damn often. You two...although I am massively curious, in a way I don't really want to know what starts these ideas with you and nonoji.

The fact that Zoro liked the hard-squeezy treatment made my legs turn into jelly. It was pretty frickin' awesome. Thanks!

[moe81.livejournal.com]

*revives* It is getting a little ridiculous, isn't it?

The way our brains work... you really don't want to know. We're afraid of them ourselves on occasion.

And Zoro liking the extra pressure... I think it explains a lot.

[moe81.livejournal.com]

I know. I swear nonoji has THE most perverted mind *sticks tongue out at nonoji*. Well you do.

Zoro is SUCH a masochist. He's fun to play with.

[nonoji.livejournal.com]

Um, no.
You do missy.

[nonoji.livejournal.com]

Actually, I'll tell you how this one started because I'm sure you'd want to know:

nonoji: okay then.
nonoji: lets change the subject.
moe81: WOOHOO! Subject change.
nonoji: CLUTCH
moe81: GRAB

and then it just goes on from there. Mystery solved. We're just random weirdoes.

[moe81.livejournal.com]

I know where it went. I have documented proof.

nonnoji: 'Robin!'
moe: 'I want them.'
nonoji:'you must .let.go!!'
moe:'No. im keepign them for study"
nonoji: 'now. slowly. put .the balls down.'

[moe81.livejournal.com]

So says you who wanted to play with mugiwara balls.

[moe81.livejournal.com]

As you can plainly see, I am an evil cow who likes to dob other people in. *cackles manically*

[danizuka.livejournal.com]

yeah i just love the fact that he is masochist!!!! Well i think i have a pervert mindo too!!!

[melisandre013.livejournal.com]

"...I forgot you do have a pain tolerance level."

I thought that was the best line.

[horusguard76.livejournal.com]

I'm too innocent for this. *whimpers* :) lol

[moe81.livejournal.com]

*hugs tight* Don't worry, my dear. I'll save you from the nasty people who bring the crack. Oh, wait... that's us.

[moe81.livejournal.com]

Sankyoo, luvvie.

Poor, poor Usopp. He gets so much shit thrown at him. Yet, he still manages to come out of it - mostly - in tact.

[horusguard76.livejournal.com]

LOL! [horrified look] *starts to struggle herself free* LOL Nahh, it's cool. A gin tonic and I'll be as good as new! ;)

[moe81.livejournal.com]

You need booze to enjoy crack? Pour me one while you're at it. There's more to come and I think I need a mushy brain to do it.

[horusguard76.livejournal.com]

Umm, no not to enjoy it but at times the old method like "shock = drink a shot", really works. ;) lol

[moe81.livejournal.com]

Ahh... I see. Well, that explains all the empty bottles around my computer. Try not to drink too much sweetie and I'll try to provide less shock inducing... fic... ummm... hmm... *looks at latest production* Maybe not. 8D

[horusguard76.livejournal.com]

Nahh, not me. I'm a good girl! *big grin*

LOL Well, one thing is for sure though... you are on a roll lately! You pop stories like other people babies. One per hour or something. ;)

[moe81.livejournal.com]

Yes. A good girl. *coughs and looks away*

I swear I should remove my brain for a little while and give it a rest. One an hour doesn't seem to be that far off. And that's an... interesting... analogy. *mutters* Babies?

[anyjen.livejournal.com]

Ough, poor boys. Except for Zoro, since he likes it, and all... :P

Figures he was a masochist. XD

[chaernotwasted.livejournal.com]

"Ahh... shit. Little harder."
“Even harder? My, I thought that cook-san was the masochist between you two.”
"No, no. We tend to share that particular tr.....ahhh."

O.O


I can't think of anything else now...