Priest: The exorcism is done, ma'am. The kitchen is now safe. 
You'll get our bill in the morning.

Kasumi: Oh, good. Daddy was so worried about the eldritch 
chanting coming from the Pop-Tarts box.
Soun: That sounded like the master!
Genma: He must be in trouble!
Soun: We must go to him!
Genma: Otherwise, he may escape unharmed!
(Scene shifts to the street outside the dojo. Happosai is 
desparately fighting off what appears to be a giant ambulatory 
bread pudding, or perhaps okonomiyaki. A menacing greenish aura covers the
foul e
ntree; it is shifting its form to avoid Happosai's attacks, and attacking
with te
ntaclelike pseudopods. The fight seems to be a stalemate.)

Happosai: Die, you amorphous pervert! 

Genma: (yelling) Don't worry, eldritch horror from the nethermost 
pits of Hades! We'll save you!
   ...A car comes speeding down the road at about 210 mph, running 
over the thing. The driver sticks his head out the window and 
looks back.)
Bean: Sorry 'bout that.

this is quite posibly the funyest fic that I have read in quite a 
long time.  It is revitalizing my pour downtroden overworked soul.  
thank you for writing it.  I am glad that I was able to catch it this 
time through.   

shade and sweet water 
skywise
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