Title: 'One Sound'
Fandom: Downtown no Gaki no Tsukai ya Arahende!!
Character/Pairing: Matsumoto Hitoshi, Hamada Masatoshi
Rating: G
Summary: There is only one sound in all of Japan that can fill a comedian with a creeping, crawling sense of dread.
Notes: Fic = Mine. Characters = Not Mine. Crossposted to
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There is only one sound in all of Japan that can fill a comedian with a creeping, crawling sense of dread.
It isn't the sound of Godzilla; that's too iconic. Besides, it can always be put into an act.
It isn't the sound of an audience filled with booing. A heckler can always be heckled in return.
It isn't even the dead silence of an audience that can't even be bothered to boo. That's a problem, but it's nothing that a little quick improv can't solve.
No, none of these sounds are the ultimate source of terror. None of these are able to strike, to make the heart of any Japanese comedian, be they senpai or kouhai, freeze over like ice.
Matsumoto glared across the table at his partner, groaning. "Hamada," he growled, "will you please stop cackling? You're scaring everybody again!"
Fandom: Downtown no Gaki no Tsukai ya Arahende!!
Character/Pairing: Matsumoto Hitoshi, Hamada Masatoshi
Rating: G
Summary: There is only one sound in all of Japan that can fill a comedian with a creeping, crawling sense of dread.
Notes: Fic = Mine. Characters = Not Mine. Crossposted to
There is only one sound in all of Japan that can fill a comedian with a creeping, crawling sense of dread.
It isn't the sound of Godzilla; that's too iconic. Besides, it can always be put into an act.
It isn't the sound of an audience filled with booing. A heckler can always be heckled in return.
It isn't even the dead silence of an audience that can't even be bothered to boo. That's a problem, but it's nothing that a little quick improv can't solve.
No, none of these sounds are the ultimate source of terror. None of these are able to strike, to make the heart of any Japanese comedian, be they senpai or kouhai, freeze over like ice.
Matsumoto glared across the table at his partner, groaning. "Hamada," he growled, "will you please stop cackling? You're scaring everybody again!"