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Fanfic: Geile Zeit
Chapter: Memories
Great time
Hey our Knuffels.
This is a joint FF with my little Sango-Chan (Sango2005) !!!!
The FF is (like imma) about Mai and Joey !! * Take Mai and Joey in your arms and cuddle *
We hope you like the character description !!!
We have come up with something great for you guys !! Ne Sango-chan ?? * lol *
We'll stop now, after all you want to read the FF at last !!
Have fun!! Cuddle yours Sango-Chan & hemp blossom
Chapter 1: Memories
It's raining. The sky is cloudy. The weather is cold and stormy. Memories come up in me. The day it happened could have been yesterday, even though it was 14 years ago.
She still lived here then. But then she got a job in France and she moved away.
For me it was sandpit love. The last time I saw her she had her long blonde hair down. I keep thinking about her. Her eyes were like those of a purple flower. Her big purple eyes.Her blonde hair shimmered in the sun. I can not forget her.
Her name is worth not to forget ... May ...
"Joey! Come on! We're missing our flight to Egypt! Are you ready or are you still asleep?" A tiny little guy knocks on my room door.
Can't I just dream my memories of May in peace? I would rather go to France than Egypt. But somehow that's nonsense too! How am I supposed to recognize her again? Or how should I know where she lives in France? I want to see her at least one more time!
"JOEY!"
Again they tear me out of my thoughts. As always, I'm the one who has to give in! Well, if you really want it!
I go out of my room, but first close the windows. Then I go downstairs, where the troops are already waiting for me. Tristan and Yugi. They are not friends for me. I shut myself off from them. You shouldn't know everything about me.I've never had real friends. Except for Tai and Michael. They were real friends. We always played in the sandpit with Mai. But now they are in America - Tai because of his wrestling career and Michael went with them. I last saw them three weeks ago. Tai had an event here with his Smackdown crew. Tai has really changed. I have to laugh when I compare it to today. He used to be more of a mother’s boy. Cried when Mrs. Bennington took him to kindergarten. Before, he didn't want to go anywhere without his mother. But with time it went.
“Earth to Joey!” Yugi waves her hands in front of my face. Annoyed, I get into my car and wait for the others to get in.
**
Now we are at the airport. I park my car in a place that transports passengers' cars to the land. I can't leave my Mazda here alone!
**
I look out the window of the plane.Memories come up again. Yes, that was a great time. I turn on my discman. Loud Papa Roach music can be heard. Fortunately, I'm not sitting with Yugi and Tristan! At least a little rest. Despite everything, I am curious who will sit next to me. Hopefully not a guy ...
I slowly fall asleep and dream of Mai and my two friends ...
**
After about 4 hours I am woken up. Still sleepy, I wake up and look at the person who has bothered me. It was a young woman. My heart suddenly starts beating. What's that supposed to mean now? But their eyes ... I sink into them ...
“Excuse me?” The woman waves her delicate hand in front of my eyes. But only now do I realize that she is talking to me. I quickly turn off the Discman.
“Yes?” I was a little embarrassed. How long she has tapped me or even spoken to me.
“I just wanted to ask if you could turn your music down a bit?” She looks at me. Your eyes…"Yeah sure! I wanted to turn him off anyway!" Great Joey! Hello? You were sleeping! I didn't even think of such a thought! Now you have a beautiful woman next to you and you screw it up !! She's sure to think I'm an idiot by now! I would rather sink into the ground, but unfortunately it doesn't work in the air!
“What kind of music do you listen to?” She looks at me questioningly.
"Um ... Papa Roach! Why?" Why do I always have to sink into her eyes? Maybe because they look so familiar to me?
"Papa Roach? I don't know! Can I listen in?"
My heart is racing. Does she really want to listen in? That must be a dream, right?
"Do you mind?" she asks me kindly, since she notices that I'm looking at her in astonishment.
"Eh ... no" I say absently and add:
"Here, my earplugs" and hold it out to her while she takes it and clips it in her ear.
"Thank you" she says and smiles at me. I don't know, but when I look into her smiling face my heart gets so warm !!How come ?? It seems to me as if I know her from before, but I know that it can't be true!
So I try to discard this thought, but I don't want to succeed! Again and again I look at her and loud thoughts start to shoot through my head.
Such as:
She is so beautiful with her silky, shiny, straight and soft hair !!
Or:
Your name probably has to be just as beautiful as it is!
With all these thoughts, I lean back, my head is resting on my right hand and I slowly close my eyes .....
But this time I'm not sleeping!
The young woman also rests her head on her hand, but on the left.
However, she keeps her eyes open and gradually finds pleasure in the songs that she overhears.
After a while, however, she gets bored and nudges me afterwards.
"Um, would you mind if we could hear something else?" she asks in a friendly tone again.I open my eyes because for the first moment I didn't notice everything.
She seems to notice, because she also says:
"Oh, sorry !! I thought you were awake!"
"Eh ... I didn't sleep either!" I answer her and also say:
"To answer your question, I'd like to offer you something else, but my CDs are in the back of the luggage compartment."
"Oh, that's not that bad," she says. "I have CDs too!"
"Then why don't you listen with your CD player?" I ask, a little confused, as I am not starting to take bearings anymore.
"Well, I would actually do that too, but my CD player is in the luggage compartment," she replies, feeling pretty stupid on the side.
And so an embarrassing silence breaks.
"Oh, now I understand !! And what kind of CDs do you have?" I ask to break the awkward silence.
"Green Day !!" she says and seems enthusiastic.
I just look at them. I don't really think anything.And yet I think:
There is only one person in my life who likes Green Day !! And that's May!
But that can't be! That's impossible.
"Eh, ... What is it ?? Don't you like Green Day ??" she asks me when she realizes that I am absent with my thoughts.
"Eh ... What? No, I don't know this group!" I answer, although it is not true.
After all, Mai kept talking about them.
And again I am torn from my thoughts.
"Do you mind if I play you? Maybe you like the music too!"
"Yes, for me!"
She hands me the CD and so we hear "American Idiot", "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" and many others.
Suddenly I notice how something not very heavy but also not light, very soft leans on my shoulders. I slowly turn my head in that direction and realize that this young girl is resting on my shoulders.
I can be sure that she is sleeping and so I let her sleep further.But I am not so comfortable with the whole thing and I could swear that my heartbeat is getting faster and louder.
I also hear this young woman breathing softly.
Now that she's asleep and I don't have anyone to talk to, I think about Mai, my sandpit friend, all the time.
When she came to us she was very lonely, very closed but also arrogant, conceited and bitchy. But I could feel it for her. Not at the beginning, as I always hadn't planned anything, but I still remember that there were a lot of changes during that time. She changed too. She loosened up. She became friendly. She smiled again. She was ready to trust someone. She trusted me. She entrusted me with her most secret things. Her terrible past, her loneliness, her grief, her grief and suffering, she only tried to hide her feelings. She didn't know how to deal with her feelings. So she decided to always react as coldly as possible.But I knew she didn't really want it. It only did it to form some kind of protective wall. But this wall did not hold up to me. It crumbled. I still remember she used to cry while I comforted her.
But I also remember good times when we played, when we did something.
**
I tear myself from my thoughts when I notice how the stewardess tells the passengers that we should arrive in 5 minutes and fasten our seat belts. I try to sit up when I notice that she is still sleeping on my shoulders. I turn slowly to her again and carefully wake her up.
She still gives a start. She looks around and when she realizes that she has been sleeping on my shoulders the whole time, she turns bright red. She tries to apologize, but I assure her that it is not that bad and that it could have happened to anyone.
So we decide to leave this subject, straighten up and buckle up.The plane goes down slowly and faster and faster. The flight comes to an end.
Finally I have solid ground under my feet again. How I hate planes! I am currently looking for the waiting place. After all, I want my suitcase back!
**
When I finally have all my suitcases together, I take a quick step to the exit of the airport.
I just walked a bit and I saw this girl who was sitting next to me on the plane.
Your suitcases seem to be self-sufficient and all fall to the floor.
I notice that she has problems transporting the suitcases. I run up to her quickly and help her.
After I have properly loaded the suitcases onto your car, we go to the exit together.
**
Now I'm on the bus. And somehow I'm cursed. Where are the others? I haven't seen her anymore. I should have waited at the airport. But they will come. I think I'll give her a call.I turn around slowly and want to grab my Eastpak, but then it occurs to me that I stowed it in the back of the bus.
The girl is sitting next to me again because the bus is jam-packed and there is no room for her. But I don't think it's bad that it clings to
Hey our Knuffels.
This is a joint FF with my little Sango-Chan (Sango2005) !!!!
The FF is (like imma) about Mai and Joey !! * Take Mai and Joey in your arms and cuddle *
We hope you like the character description !!!
We have come up with something great for you guys !! Ne Sango-chan ?? * lol *
We'll stop now, after all you want to read the FF at last !!
Have fun!! Cuddle yours Sango-Chan & hemp blossom
Chapter 1: Memories
It's raining. The sky is cloudy. The weather is cold and stormy. Memories come up in me. The day it happened could have been yesterday, even though it was 14 years ago.
She still lived here then. But then she got a job in France and she moved away.
For me it was sandpit love. The last time I saw her she had her long blonde hair down. I keep thinking about her. Her eyes were like those of a purple flower. Her big purple eyes.Her blonde hair shimmered in the sun. I can not forget her.
Her name is worth not to forget ... May ...
"Joey! Come on! We're missing our flight to Egypt! Are you ready or are you still asleep?" A tiny little guy knocks on my room door.
Can't I just dream my memories of May in peace? I would rather go to France than Egypt. But somehow that's nonsense too! How am I supposed to recognize her again? Or how should I know where she lives in France? I want to see her at least one more time!
"JOEY!"
Again they tear me out of my thoughts. As always, I'm the one who has to give in! Well, if you really want it!
I go out of my room, but first close the windows. Then I go downstairs, where the troops are already waiting for me. Tristan and Yugi. They are not friends for me. I shut myself off from them. You shouldn't know everything about me.I've never had real friends. Except for Tai and Michael. They were real friends. We always played in the sandpit with Mai. But now they are in America - Tai because of his wrestling career and Michael went with them. I last saw them three weeks ago. Tai had an event here with his Smackdown crew. Tai has really changed. I have to laugh when I compare it to today. He used to be more of a mother’s boy. Cried when Mrs. Bennington took him to kindergarten. Before, he didn't want to go anywhere without his mother. But with time it went.
“Earth to Joey!” Yugi waves her hands in front of my face. Annoyed, I get into my car and wait for the others to get in.
**
Now we are at the airport. I park my car in a place that transports passengers' cars to the land. I can't leave my Mazda here alone!
**
I look out the window of the plane.Memories come up again. Yes, that was a great time. I turn on my discman. Loud Papa Roach music can be heard. Fortunately, I'm not sitting with Yugi and Tristan! At least a little rest. Despite everything, I am curious who will sit next to me. Hopefully not a guy ...
I slowly fall asleep and dream of Mai and my two friends ...
**
After about 4 hours I am woken up. Still sleepy, I wake up and look at the person who has bothered me. It was a young woman. My heart suddenly starts beating. What's that supposed to mean now? But their eyes ... I sink into them ...
“Excuse me?” The woman waves her delicate hand in front of my eyes. But only now do I realize that she is talking to me. I quickly turn off the Discman.
“Yes?” I was a little embarrassed. How long she has tapped me or even spoken to me.
“I just wanted to ask if you could turn your music down a bit?” She looks at me. Your eyes…"Yeah sure! I wanted to turn him off anyway!" Great Joey! Hello? You were sleeping! I didn't even think of such a thought! Now you have a beautiful woman next to you and you screw it up !! She's sure to think I'm an idiot by now! I would rather sink into the ground, but unfortunately it doesn't work in the air!
“What kind of music do you listen to?” She looks at me questioningly.
"Um ... Papa Roach! Why?" Why do I always have to sink into her eyes? Maybe because they look so familiar to me?
"Papa Roach? I don't know! Can I listen in?"
My heart is racing. Does she really want to listen in? That must be a dream, right?
"Do you mind?" she asks me kindly, since she notices that I'm looking at her in astonishment.
"Eh ... no" I say absently and add:
"Here, my earplugs" and hold it out to her while she takes it and clips it in her ear.
"Thank you" she says and smiles at me. I don't know, but when I look into her smiling face my heart gets so warm !!How come ?? It seems to me as if I know her from before, but I know that it can't be true!
So I try to discard this thought, but I don't want to succeed! Again and again I look at her and loud thoughts start to shoot through my head.
Such as:
She is so beautiful with her silky, shiny, straight and soft hair !!
Or:
Your name probably has to be just as beautiful as it is!
With all these thoughts, I lean back, my head is resting on my right hand and I slowly close my eyes .....
But this time I'm not sleeping!
The young woman also rests her head on her hand, but on the left.
However, she keeps her eyes open and gradually finds pleasure in the songs that she overhears.
After a while, however, she gets bored and nudges me afterwards.
"Um, would you mind if we could hear something else?" she asks in a friendly tone again.I open my eyes because for the first moment I didn't notice everything.
She seems to notice, because she also says:
"Oh, sorry !! I thought you were awake!"
"Eh ... I didn't sleep either!" I answer her and also say:
"To answer your question, I'd like to offer you something else, but my CDs are in the back of the luggage compartment."
"Oh, that's not that bad," she says. "I have CDs too!"
"Then why don't you listen with your CD player?" I ask, a little confused, as I am not starting to take bearings anymore.
"Well, I would actually do that too, but my CD player is in the luggage compartment," she replies, feeling pretty stupid on the side.
And so an embarrassing silence breaks.
"Oh, now I understand !! And what kind of CDs do you have?" I ask to break the awkward silence.
"Green Day !!" she says and seems enthusiastic.
I just look at them. I don't really think anything.And yet I think:
There is only one person in my life who likes Green Day !! And that's May!
But that can't be! That's impossible.
"Eh, ... What is it ?? Don't you like Green Day ??" she asks me when she realizes that I am absent with my thoughts.
"Eh ... What? No, I don't know this group!" I answer, although it is not true.
After all, Mai kept talking about them.
And again I am torn from my thoughts.
"Do you mind if I play you? Maybe you like the music too!"
"Yes, for me!"
She hands me the CD and so we hear "American Idiot", "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" and many others.
Suddenly I notice how something not very heavy but also not light, very soft leans on my shoulders. I slowly turn my head in that direction and realize that this young girl is resting on my shoulders.
I can be sure that she is sleeping and so I let her sleep further.But I am not so comfortable with the whole thing and I could swear that my heartbeat is getting faster and louder.
I also hear this young woman breathing softly.
Now that she's asleep and I don't have anyone to talk to, I think about Mai, my sandpit friend, all the time.
When she came to us she was very lonely, very closed but also arrogant, conceited and bitchy. But I could feel it for her. Not at the beginning, as I always hadn't planned anything, but I still remember that there were a lot of changes during that time. She changed too. She loosened up. She became friendly. She smiled again. She was ready to trust someone. She trusted me. She entrusted me with her most secret things. Her terrible past, her loneliness, her grief, her grief and suffering, she only tried to hide her feelings. She didn't know how to deal with her feelings. So she decided to always react as coldly as possible.But I knew she didn't really want it. It only did it to form some kind of protective wall. But this wall did not hold up to me. It crumbled. I still remember she used to cry while I comforted her.
But I also remember good times when we played, when we did something.
**
I tear myself from my thoughts when I notice how the stewardess tells the passengers that we should arrive in 5 minutes and fasten our seat belts. I try to sit up when I notice that she is still sleeping on my shoulders. I turn slowly to her again and carefully wake her up.
She still gives a start. She looks around and when she realizes that she has been sleeping on my shoulders the whole time, she turns bright red. She tries to apologize, but I assure her that it is not that bad and that it could have happened to anyone.
So we decide to leave this subject, straighten up and buckle up.The plane goes down slowly and faster and faster. The flight comes to an end.
Finally I have solid ground under my feet again. How I hate planes! I am currently looking for the waiting place. After all, I want my suitcase back!
**
When I finally have all my suitcases together, I take a quick step to the exit of the airport.
I just walked a bit and I saw this girl who was sitting next to me on the plane.
Your suitcases seem to be self-sufficient and all fall to the floor.
I notice that she has problems transporting the suitcases. I run up to her quickly and help her.
After I have properly loaded the suitcases onto your car, we go to the exit together.
**
Now I'm on the bus. And somehow I'm cursed. Where are the others? I haven't seen her anymore. I should have waited at the airport. But they will come. I think I'll give her a call.I turn around slowly and want to grab my Eastpak, but then it occurs to me that I stowed it in the back of the bus.
The girl is sitting next to me again because the bus is jam-packed and there is no room for her. But I don't think it's bad that it clings to