Hey all! Here's a short song-fic for you. This is simply a parody, not to be taken seriously. This was inspired by a video called, "Blueblood, Gentlemanly Troll," which I encourage you to watch if you're an MLP and PSY fan. I own absolutely nothing except for the nameless girl. Enjoy!


Mother, Father, Gentleman!

The school girls watched the sight of "epic sexiness," as they put it. Edward had the usual moody look on his "perfect" face. The corners of his lips were tilted upwards slightly. He could read the naughty thoughts the girls had, and their bitterness at him not noticing them was a delight.

I'm a…

I-I'm a…

I'm a…Mother, Father, Gentleman!

Edward was headed for class, walking with grace only deer possessed. There was a pompous air about him, and his nose was slightly turned up, as if saying, "This Earth is no good for me. And neither are the girls." Edward wasn't going to deny it. That was on his mind. He occasionally let his eyes wander, seeing those girls who had wide, love-struck eyes as they watched him flaunt his "perfect" body.

I'm a…

He saw familiar faces; girls he had turned down.

I-I'm a…

Jessica…oh, boy, she was a recent one. He still remembered her face when he said no to her attempts to ask him out. And it wasn't just a flat out "no," it was one said in such a tone, that any normal person would be disgusted by an asshole. However, we are in a world of fiction, my readers…bad fiction… Edward struggled to keep his smirk from growing at the memories that he somehow found to be funny.

I'm a…Mother, Father, Gentleman!

Gonna make you sweat

Hold up, who was this?

Gonna make you wet

You know who I am

Wet PSY!

A brunette, one Edward had never seen before, was walking in his direction. A content smile was on her face as she pulled her backpack closer to her thin frame. Her hair, wet from the rain, framed her face, part of it covering one of her eyes. Edward watched her, not slowing his pace.

Gonna make you sweat

Gonna make you wet

You know who I am

Wet PSY! Wet PSY! Wet PSY! Wet PSY!

The girl flicked her head gently, allowing herself to see. Edward chuckled in his throat. He didn't need to read to mind to tell she was flirting with her. He would let her make her move, and shoot her down with his usual, condescending attitude.

PSY!

PSY!

PSY!

Edward was only a foot away from the girl, and he slowed down, expecting her to do the same. But to his surprise, the brunette kept walking, and without a word, she walked past him without a simple glance or change of mood. Her shoulder barely touched his, and Edward looked back at her in surprise. He…he failed…She was immune to his attractive body. He dared to read her thoughts. No…there was nothing about him in her head, just her thoughts about her homework assignments.

I'm a…Mother, Father, Gentleman.

And just like that, the girl was off on her own business. Other girls looked at her in confusion and annoyance. How could she not see what they saw? But, the girl only smirked, unfazed by them. She was worried about her own needs, and there no "perfect" dudes in her agenda.


Hope you enjoyed my first songfic! I had fun writing it, and I had a lot of inspiration. Read and Review! I may use my nameless character again for another Twilight fanfic, but that's for you readers to decide.