Don't ask where this came from...trust me, just don't ask...

[Scene opens on Kurata Sana, an 11-year-old girl with reddish-brown
hair, who looks as though she's on an eternal sugar rush.] 

Sana-chan: Hi-hi-hiiiii! I'm Kurata Sana, child actress and singer,
and the star of Zenjiro's Kodomo no Omocha! 

[Scene changes to a shot of a fairly handsome young man with brown
hair, in a blue suit, wearing sunglasses.] 

Sana-chan: And this is Rei-kun, my manager, lover, and pimp!

[Scene changes to show a strange creature that resembles a cross
between a rabbit and a bat. Its body is white, it has long, pointy
ears, and tiny bat wings. It also has a red heart in the middle of
its stomach.] 

Sana-chan: And this...well...that's a long story! Want to hear about
it? Wai! Well, one day I was on my way to school, when...

	----------

	"Rei-kun! Drive faster! I don't wanna be late!" 
	"Okay, Sana-chan!" 
	The car, which had been lurching along at 1/10 kph, suddenly tore
off fast enough to break the sound barrier. Halfway between Sana's
house and her school, something big, white, and terrified-looking
slammed into the windshield. "Aaaaahhh!" the two occupants of the car
cried out. Rei slammed on the brakes, and the car went off the road,
crashing into a pile of garbage cans.
	Sana jumped out of the car, and rushed over to the creature, which
had landed on top of a garbage bag. "Hey...what is it?" she wondered.
"Hey...are you alright?"
	The creature groaned, and looked up. "You...you're the one I've been
searching for..." it said.
	Sana blinked. "Wai! It talks! What's your name?"
	"I'm called Babbit," it said. It picked itself up out of the trash
and hovered in the air. There was a flash of light, and a bright,
pastel-colored plastic gizmo of some sort appeared. "Take this,"
Babbit said.
	"Wai! What is it?" Sana asked, picking it up.
	"It's a henshin burachaa," Babbit said.
	"Henshin burachaa?" 
	"You'll know when the time is right," Babbit said, "and then you
must use it. Bye-bye!" Babbit disappeared in a puff of smoke.
	"Wai! A henshin burachaa! Rei-kun, look!"
	"Hmm? Oh, that's very kawaii, Sana-chan," Rei said. He looked at the
car. "I hope it still runs..."

	-3 MINUTES LATER-

	"Bai-bai Rei-kun! Sorry about that engine exploding! I'm sure you
can get it fixed!" 
	As Rei watched a wrecker tow the husk of his car away, Sana skipped
into the elementary school. She froze when she got to her classroom.
Everything was a shambles! Desks were overturned, someone was playing
a boom box far too loudly, spitwads and paper airplanes were flying
all over the place, and the teacher was cowering pitifully in the
corner, bawling her eyes out. 
	In the center of it all...

	[Babbit flies on the screen, carrying a banner with a picture of an
average-looking boy. The caption reads "Devil Boy Hayama"]

	Hayama Akito sat with a bored expression on his face, earphones of
his Walkman firmly jammed in his ears. He cast a wicked glance at the
teacher every now and then and tapped his pocket. Every time he did
this, the teacher broke into a fresh wail. 
	
	"Sana-chan!" one of Sana's friends said. "It's terrible! The class
is out of control!"
	Sana looked around in shock. "Who caused all this?"
	"It was Hayama," another girl said. 
	Sana looked at the utterly calm, quiet boy sitting in the back of
the room, with a crowd of boys clustered around him laughing
boisterously and disturbing what little sanctity the classroom had
left. 
	*You'll know when the time is right,* Babbit had said. 
	"Yosh'...Sana-chan to the rescue!" Pulling out the burachaa, Sana
pressed the single, large, pink button on the front.
	Everyone backed away nervously as Sana began shaking as though
caught in her own personal earthquake. She was vibrating so quickly
that she became a blur. 
	When Sana finally stopped shaking, her clothing had changed into a
sailor-fuku done in various pastel colors, with fake plastic jewels
and sparklies stuck all over it. The girls standing around her
facefaulted. 
	Sana marched up to Hayama's desk and ripped the earphones from his
ears. "Hey! You!" she said. 
	"Hmm? Where did you dig up that terrible outfit?" Hayama said in a
bored tone.
	"Don't mock my fashion sense!" Sana said. "You've caused this
classroom to turn into a place where nobody can learn! For this, I
can't forgive you! I'm going to punish you in the name of...of...of
something!"
	Hayama turned away, looking disgusted. "You watch too many anime,"
he said.
	"Why you..." Sana trembled in rage. "GLITTER SPRAY!" 
	Hayama blinked as a stream of shiny, multicolored glitter erupted
from Sana's outstretched hand, covering him from head to toe. He
scowled. "Now you've done it," he said. 
	Sana cheered. "Wai!"
	Hayama turned to the other boys. "Get her," he said.
	The boys advanced on Sana, who blinked. "Anou...? Hey! Wait a minute
here..." 
	Sana backed up from the advancing crowd of mischevious boys. They
clearly intended to cause her great bodily harm! 
	Just as Sana ran out of space to back up...

	*THWAK* *THWAK* *THWAK*

	The boys stumbled backwards, stunned. Several business cards were
embedded in the floor.
	Sana turned around, to see a man standing behind her, dressed in a
powder blue tuxedo, with matching top hat and cape. His eyes were
hidden by dark sunglasses. "Rei-kun?" she asked.
	"Unruly boys that terrorize innocent girls with bad taste!" the
not-so-mysterious man said. "When you're ready to learn the proper
way to behave in school, Tuxedo Sunglasses will teach you!" He turned
to Sana. "Sana-chan, you can do it. Farewell!" With that, he leapt
out the window.
	"Yosh'!" Sana declared, marching back over to Hayama. "Now you pay
for your evil deeds! HYPER STREAMER!" 
	Hayama blinked as Sana suddenly surrounded him from all sides,
moving too fast to see. This went on for several seconds, and when
Sana finally stopped, Hayama found himself completely wrapped from
head to toe in bright pastel streamers. 
	"Wai! Wai! I won!" Sana said, bouncing up and down.
	"This isn't over," Hayama muttered. 


[NO! I'm *not* going to continue this. I just needed to get this
weird demon out of my head so I could work on more important things.]


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