Bigtop of Haruhi Suzumiya, ch.3 pt.1, I guess...This idea was pointless from the start, obviously, but I had to give it at least a nominal effort. Not that it would yield any results, of course, but at least I would be able to honestly say, “I tried”, tomorrow. Actually, I had one idea – that of a trained cat performance – but, after spending a good half an hour, I had to conclude that either Shamisen’s intelligence returned to that of an ordinary calico cat, or he was very good at faking it. Oh well, there goes my brilliant plan.
So, I went to bed without a single decent idea. I could only hope that the rehearsal would be such a disaster that Haruhi would change her mind and cancel the whole affair. Yeah, right. As if that could ever happen.
Of course, Haruhi wasn’t pleased. She asked whether I came up with something first thing in the morning, and, after hearing the honest, complete and thorough answer of “Not really…”, turned away to stare at the window with an expression tha
Bigtop of Haruhi Suzumiya, ch 2No need to say, I, unlike Koizumi, didn't find that idea wonderful in the slightest; not that my opinion would mean anything, of course - as soon as Haruhi sets her mind on something, the only thing I can do is try to keep her antics from going too far beyond the limits of reason. Keeping her within these limits is utterly impossible. Seriously, I dare you to try for a change.
- Just to be sure, let me ask you one thing. By writing "ringmaster", did you mean a person who's in charge of a circus troupe?
- Of course! What other meaning can there be? Or did you think of a chief of some illegal crime gang? That would be ringleader, Kyon, ringreader! Try to remember it!
Eh, I do know that, actually... It just that I can't help feeling that this latter one would fit you better. Not that I would say it aloud, of course.
- So, do you, by chance, have a troupe to be in charge of? - Come to think of it, I probably shouldn't have asked that, either, not when the answer is so obvious...
- Of cours
Bigtop of Haruhi Suzumiya, ch.1I was sitting in the clubroom, thinking for the thousandth time about why I even still go there every day. Well, usually I have at least one reason to do it, and a very important reason; that day, however, Asahina-san was excused from her duty as SOS Brigade's resident maid and tea-maker, at the Tsuruya's request. In addition, Koizumi was on a class duty, and the Computer Research Society borrowed Yuki again, so I was all alone. Ah, but what about our fearless leader, you ask? Well, I can tell you that was no mystery; she told me to go ahead, and wait in the clubroom as she needed to retrieve something.
Needless to say, that did nothing to improve my mood; that could only mean that Haruhi had another of her crazy ideas, and I know all too well that her ideas usually mean another world of pain and suffering for me. Oh, well, I could only hope that particular one would be on a school-destroying - as opposed to Universe-destroying - scale.
The door handle clicked. I deduced that must be N