Scenes From An Elevator:
An Idiotic Utena Spamfic
By: Dreiser
EPISODE SIX: Pink Elephants On Parade.
SCENE: A nondescript broken elevator at Ohtori Academy where the
shadows of Arisugawa Juri, Kaoru Miki, and Kiryuu Touga are seen
sitting inside of it. All three are leaning against the same far wall of the
elevator and are drinking a rather large amount of sake.
MIKI: (Waves his bottle of sake around. Sobs.) I can't live without
my stopwatch! Without it I have no sense of time! And without time
the world would be in chaos!
TOUGA: (Drinks from his bottle of sake.) Now, now, Miki. Time isn't
everything. Besides your habit of timing everything with that stopwatch
is quite annoying.
MIKI: (Hiccups.) It is?
TOUGA: (Nods solemnly.) It is.
MIKI: (Looks to Juri.) Do you think so too?
JURI: (Nods solemnly also.) Yup. (Makes a face after she drinks her
sake.) Why are we drinking this crap? It tastes awful. (She pulls out a
bottle of red wine.) If we're going to drink we should at least drink
something refined.
TOUGA: Is that red wine?
JURI: (Twisting out the cork.) Yes, what of it?
(Miki and Touga lock their gazes.)
MIKI & TOUGA: We're not French, we're Japanese.
JURI: (Erupts as the cork flies out of the wine bottle.) I know that!!
(Calms down and mutters.) Why does everyone assume that I'm
unaware of my own ethnic heritage?
TOUGA: (Drinks his sake.) Well you do act rather French at times
Juri-san. You must realize that.
MIKI: (Nods and takes a swig of sake.) Yeah! You wear see through
gowns and have a snotty way of addressing people is most definitely in
the characterization of the French.
TOUGA: (Considers this.) That's a good point Miki... (He looks at
Juri suspiciously.) Are you hiding things from us Juri-san? Are you
secretly of French descent?
JURI: (Erupts.) I told you I'm not French! I'm Japanese!!
MIKI: (Whispers lowly.) Hair trigger temper. Very French.
TOUGA: (Nods solemnly.) Yes... and her hair color. Since when is
tangerine a color common for the Japanese?
MIKI: Another good point.
JURI: (Erupts and waves her wine bottle around.) Idiots! Your hair
colors are red and blue! You call those common colors for the
Japanese?! (She narrows her eyes and leans forward to hiss.) If I'm
French with my hair color then what do you two think you are?
(Miki and Touga exchange nervous glances.)
MIKI: (Begins.) Well there's nothing wrong with having tangerine
hair...
TOUGA: (Continues.) Or drinking red wine...
MIKI: (Finishes.) It doesn't make you any less Japanese.
JURI: (Smugly.) That's what I thought.
TOUGA: And besides, what's wrong with being French anyway? I
quite enjoy acting superior to everyone!
(A long pause of silence as Juri and Miki sweatdrop.)
SCENE: The East Hall dorms. Himemiya Anthy is out on the balcony
looking up into the starry night sky. The scene is very romantic and
remains this way until she suddenly lets loose a monstrous sneeze.
ANTHY: (Wipes her nose with a Kleenex.) Gob frammit wherez
Utena-sama with muh drugs already? Itz been hours. I bet shez out wif
Wakaba agin... the little back breaker.
(Anthy is about to say something more when suddenly the sound of a
loud stampede drowns her out. The zombie students along with
Nanami's cronies come into view while they rush down the street
shouting ecstatically.)
KEIKO: Free at last! Thank the Kami we're free at last!
ZOMBIE STUDENT #13: No more worshipping Touga!
AIKO: No more buying Saran Wrap!
ZOMBIE STUDENT #0: But best of all...
YUUKO: No more Miss Nanami!!
(The crowd bursts into loud cheers as they continue to rush down the
street. Anthy watches their departure and blinks.)
ANTHY: That wuz weird...
(A slight breeze kicks up and Anthy turns around only to gasp at what
she sees. Tenjou Utena is collapsed in the middle of the room loosely
covered in torn Saran Wrap. Utena looks traumatized and Anthy
rushes to her side to kneel beside her.)
ANTHY: (Pulls Utena's head into her lap.) Utena-sama!
UTENA: (Groggily opens her eyes.) Anthy...?
ANTHY: Utena-sama! (Shakes her slightly.) Stay wif muh! You gotta
tell me if ya bought muh drugs!
UTENA: (Groans.) Red cloaks...
ANTHY: (Shakes her harder.) Did ya buy muh drugs?!
UTENA: (Whispers.) It was another Kiryuu...
ANTHY: (Irate.) Screw the Kiryuu's! Did ya buy muh drugs?! I can'
stand havin' this stuffy nobe! (Utena passes out and on seeing this
Anthy shoves her head off her lap.) Frammit! Wut sorta prince is she?!
Can' even buy muh drugs. (She rises to her feet and calls out
imperiously.) Chu Chu! I wantcha to go get muh drugs! Utena-sama's
incompetent!
CHU CHU: (Looks up from eating Utena's panties.) Chu?
SCENE: Some wall in Ohtori Academy during an unusually
timely and frequent sunset. The figures of Shadow Play Girls
A-ko and B-ko are seen talking to the recently escaped zombie
students and Nanami's cronies.
A-KO: I always thought she was kinky. Besides that whole big
brother complex of course.
B-KO: Of course! But Saran Wrap?
KEIKO: (Confides.) She likes to tie people up with it.
YUUKO: (Nods furiously.) Yeah! She just loves it!
A-KO: Maybe the moral of this episode should be to stay away from
Nanami and Saran Wrap?
B-KO: Works for me... and it seems to apply here.
YUUKO: (Sighs heavily.) You have no idea.
ZOMBIE STUDENT #69: I wonder if Nanami has ever been tied up
with Saran Wrap herself?
(Everyone turns to stare at Zombie Student #69 and the shout of
revenge is heard as the scene fades to black.)
To be continued...
All characters in this spamfiction are from Utena. This is a nonsensical
out of character piece of tripe that I wrote when extremely bored. I
shall continue to write this series when I'm extremely bored because
sometimes I just don't feel like making the effort to write things in story
format and sometimes I just feel like being silly. In other words don't
take this stinky poo seriously. It's just for fun. And yes, this was
partially inspired by DDFA's Waiting For Minako series.
Send comments to: Dreiser1@ix.netcom.com
Thrilling trailer line: What will happen next week?! Will Juri, Miki, and
Touga still be trapped in the elevator?! Are all three of them really
French?! Can Utena recover from her injuries?! Why did someone
shout out revenge?! And what was the author on when she used such
a crude humorous device as the number 69?! No! It wasn't pot!