Never thought I would ever write something like
this... Oh well.



     After such an intense orgasm, she should have been 
panting heavily; however, she lay unnaturally still,
the rise and fall of a chest filling with air
curiously absent.

     "Are you all right, my love?" He asked.

     She gave no response, still lying unnaturally
still.

     Mousse shrugged and concluded (being the ever-
hopeful guy he is) that Shampoo must have been
overwhelmed with pleasure to speak.

     Sitting up on the bed, he tried to recall where
he had misplaced his glasses. He had been wondering
blindly for the past few days, as all he could see
were blurs.

     Mousse grinned rather lopsidedly. So what if he
couldn't find his glasses? He had bedded Shampoo! That
alone would have been more than enough compensation for
a loss of sight. His hands (and certain other parts of
him) could do the job just fine, anyway.

     Speaking of which, Shampoo was growing awfully
cold... Must let her rest for now. "I will warm you up
nicely, Shampoo..."

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     Kodachi looked through her cabinet, and gritted
her teeth. Who stole her precious poisons? Did he or
she have any idea how hard it was to produce such
lethal toxins?!

     "The Black Rose shall have her revenge! Ohohohoho
hohohohohohhohohohohohohohohohohohooooo!!"



     There you have it. A wacky, meaningless response
to a challenge by the God of Fanfictions... Really,
Lurker, it's a compliment. Honest.
     With the way Shampoo keeps fooling around with
potions and such, I wonder if she ever has an accident.
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