Syd M.
20th May 2007, 11:47 PM
SHOPPING
A Flame of Recca fanfic
By PD Wright
Nothing is owned, all is borrowed.
Yanagi Sakashito sat on a bench, a nice warm, sunny day. She smiled
belevently, threw some bread crumbs towards some birds. The sun was
high in the blue sky, a large round ball, lighting all from it's
kingly position.
At this moment, Fuuko Kirisawa entered the scene, dragging a cart
behind her.
"Hello, Fuuko," Yanagi said, a little too sweetly.
"Hello, Yanagi."
"You've been shopping?"
"No. I've been shopping."
"So.." Yanagi paused, unsure of the line, "What did you get?"
"A piston engine!" Fuuko said dramaticly, indicating it, and sitting
down beside Yanagi with a thud.
"What'd you get that for?" Yanagi asked, incredulas.
"It was a bargin."
"Ohh."
They stare at it for a moment. Then, Yanagi asked:
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Thought I'd cook it."
"You don't cook a piston engine!"
"Well, you can't eat it raw!"
"Oh, right, I didn't think of that."
They stare at it some more. Then, Fuuko said:
"And how about you, then?"
"Oh, dear, I didn't expect the Uruha Jinshinshun.."
"Oh, no.." Fuuko groaned.
At that moment, Kurei and the usual suspect jumped up from behind the
bench, and Neon and her too sisters jumped in front of them, doing
some silly heroic poises. Kurei yelled:
"Noo-obody expects the Uruha Jinshinshun! Our weopons are fear and
surprise and all that!"
He smiles evily from behind his mask, says:
"Now then, Healing girl.."
"Er.." Yanagi said, "I do have a name, you know!"
"Yes. yes, but you do realize, that it's far too dificult for my
father to remeber.."
Mori Korin, seated at his desk, the windows closed, the office
shadowy.
"Hey!!" He yelled.
"Alright, enemies of the uruha, you have been accussed on three
counts, enemy by words, by deeds, and by thought.." Kurei develops a
tic, straightens himself. "Now!" He shouts unnessarily, "You will be
broken by pain of torture.."
Aki, Neon, and Miki do more poses as Kurei says (Shouts really) this.
The rest watch this with sweatdrops falling of their heads. Fuuko
looks up, asks:
"What the hell are they doing?"
Raiha, standing behind her, shrugged, leaned over, whispered in her
ear (A blush apearing on both their cheeks):
"Shh.. they've spent the last week watching sentei shows again."
He swallowed sharply when he looked up and saw them glaring at him.
"Alright! No time to lose.." Kurei began.
"No time to lose.." Raiha says, curious.
"Yes. No time to lose!"
"You know, Kurei-sama, I've been in your employe longer then I wish
to remember" Raiha said, casting a meaningfull look in the direction
of the auther of Raiha's Birth Cirtificate, who skuttles away
giggling, "And I've never heard that phrase before.."
"It's a perfectly ordinary figure of speach, Raiha," Kurei said,
exasperation now showing in his voice.
"Yes, yes, it's just.. I've never come across it before.."
"Look!" Kurei yelled, "We must interogate these subversives! No time
to lose!"
"Yes, sir, eventually."
"What?" Kurei said, eyeing Raiha warily.
"Well, eventually time will be lost.."
"No, no.. You haven't got the hang of it yet.."
"Er," Fuuko said, her patience with this sketch long ago depleted,
"Do we have to be here for this or what?"
"Right!" Kurei yelled, "No time to lose! Grab the prisoners, Raiha,
Joker!"
Wich they procede to do, as more sentei poses come from the Oto
girls.
"Right! We must make these subversives talk! But first.." Kurei said,
"Joker, I ment the prisoners shoulders, if your don't mind.."
We pull back and find that Joker purhaps took Kurei's command to grab
the prisoners literly, as his hands are on Yanagi's chest. She reaches
up, and pummels him, with a hearty cry of "Echi!!"
"Now that," Neon said, smugly, "He had coming."
Kurei choses to ignore this interuption, and yells:
"Right! Raiha! We must torture these subversives under pain of
torture.."
"You said that!" The onscrean charactors all yell in unison.
"Raiha!" Kurei yells, still ignoring the outburst, trying vainly to
end this sketch, "Fect... the soft coushins!"
A gasp from the Uruha.
"The soft coushin?" Asked Raiha.
Joker: "The soft coushins?"
Neon: "The soft coushins?"
Aki: "Soft coushins?"
Miki: "Eh?"
The entire Dark Tournemant: "The soft coushins??"
The Kai group: "Not the soft coushins!"
And this bit ends, much to the relife of the charactors, the readers,
and whoever else is out there.
A Flame of Recca fanfic
By PD Wright
Nothing is owned, all is borrowed.
Yanagi Sakashito sat on a bench, a nice warm, sunny day. She smiled
belevently, threw some bread crumbs towards some birds. The sun was
high in the blue sky, a large round ball, lighting all from it's
kingly position.
At this moment, Fuuko Kirisawa entered the scene, dragging a cart
behind her.
"Hello, Fuuko," Yanagi said, a little too sweetly.
"Hello, Yanagi."
"You've been shopping?"
"No. I've been shopping."
"So.." Yanagi paused, unsure of the line, "What did you get?"
"A piston engine!" Fuuko said dramaticly, indicating it, and sitting
down beside Yanagi with a thud.
"What'd you get that for?" Yanagi asked, incredulas.
"It was a bargin."
"Ohh."
They stare at it for a moment. Then, Yanagi asked:
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Thought I'd cook it."
"You don't cook a piston engine!"
"Well, you can't eat it raw!"
"Oh, right, I didn't think of that."
They stare at it some more. Then, Fuuko said:
"And how about you, then?"
"Oh, dear, I didn't expect the Uruha Jinshinshun.."
"Oh, no.." Fuuko groaned.
At that moment, Kurei and the usual suspect jumped up from behind the
bench, and Neon and her too sisters jumped in front of them, doing
some silly heroic poises. Kurei yelled:
"Noo-obody expects the Uruha Jinshinshun! Our weopons are fear and
surprise and all that!"
He smiles evily from behind his mask, says:
"Now then, Healing girl.."
"Er.." Yanagi said, "I do have a name, you know!"
"Yes. yes, but you do realize, that it's far too dificult for my
father to remeber.."
Mori Korin, seated at his desk, the windows closed, the office
shadowy.
"Hey!!" He yelled.
"Alright, enemies of the uruha, you have been accussed on three
counts, enemy by words, by deeds, and by thought.." Kurei develops a
tic, straightens himself. "Now!" He shouts unnessarily, "You will be
broken by pain of torture.."
Aki, Neon, and Miki do more poses as Kurei says (Shouts really) this.
The rest watch this with sweatdrops falling of their heads. Fuuko
looks up, asks:
"What the hell are they doing?"
Raiha, standing behind her, shrugged, leaned over, whispered in her
ear (A blush apearing on both their cheeks):
"Shh.. they've spent the last week watching sentei shows again."
He swallowed sharply when he looked up and saw them glaring at him.
"Alright! No time to lose.." Kurei began.
"No time to lose.." Raiha says, curious.
"Yes. No time to lose!"
"You know, Kurei-sama, I've been in your employe longer then I wish
to remember" Raiha said, casting a meaningfull look in the direction
of the auther of Raiha's Birth Cirtificate, who skuttles away
giggling, "And I've never heard that phrase before.."
"It's a perfectly ordinary figure of speach, Raiha," Kurei said,
exasperation now showing in his voice.
"Yes, yes, it's just.. I've never come across it before.."
"Look!" Kurei yelled, "We must interogate these subversives! No time
to lose!"
"Yes, sir, eventually."
"What?" Kurei said, eyeing Raiha warily.
"Well, eventually time will be lost.."
"No, no.. You haven't got the hang of it yet.."
"Er," Fuuko said, her patience with this sketch long ago depleted,
"Do we have to be here for this or what?"
"Right!" Kurei yelled, "No time to lose! Grab the prisoners, Raiha,
Joker!"
Wich they procede to do, as more sentei poses come from the Oto
girls.
"Right! We must make these subversives talk! But first.." Kurei said,
"Joker, I ment the prisoners shoulders, if your don't mind.."
We pull back and find that Joker purhaps took Kurei's command to grab
the prisoners literly, as his hands are on Yanagi's chest. She reaches
up, and pummels him, with a hearty cry of "Echi!!"
"Now that," Neon said, smugly, "He had coming."
Kurei choses to ignore this interuption, and yells:
"Right! Raiha! We must torture these subversives under pain of
torture.."
"You said that!" The onscrean charactors all yell in unison.
"Raiha!" Kurei yells, still ignoring the outburst, trying vainly to
end this sketch, "Fect... the soft coushins!"
A gasp from the Uruha.
"The soft coushin?" Asked Raiha.
Joker: "The soft coushins?"
Neon: "The soft coushins?"
Aki: "Soft coushins?"
Miki: "Eh?"
The entire Dark Tournemant: "The soft coushins??"
The Kai group: "Not the soft coushins!"
And this bit ends, much to the relife of the charactors, the readers,
and whoever else is out there.