Subject: [FFML] [SM]{Unorginal] The Fanfic Formerly Known As.... Part 38a
From: Mark Page
Date: 3/8/2000, 2:36 AM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

The Fanfic Formerly Known As....
by DaRk DaY fOr AnImE

Part Thirtyeight - The Long Silence (1)

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Scene: An office.  Usagi is sitting at the desk, dressed in a
business suit, reading out aloud a book entitled "Chinese for
Advertising Women".  There is a knock and she pauses, looking at the
door.


Usagi:      Come in.


Chibiusa opens the window, steps in and sits down in the chair on 
the opposite side of the desk as Usagi puts the book down, waiting
for the door to open.  She then realises that Chibiusa is there and
turns to her.


Usagi:      Ah.  There you are, Usa.

Chibiusa:   Chibiusa, ma'am.

Usagi:      Shutup.  I'd like to have a word with you, Usa.

Chibiusa:   Chibiusa, ma'am.

Usagi:      Shutup.  Now I want to talk about your advertising
            campaign for Mixx Comics.  Now, I've had the Editor
            in Chief over this morning and he's unhappy.  Very 
            unhappy.  In fact he shot himself.

Chibiusa:   Badly?

Usagi:      No, extremely well, actually.


Usagi reaches down and lifts up Stu Levy's leg from behind the desk,
then holds up a sign that says joke, then puts both back down.


Usagi:      Well, before he went, he left a note with the company 
            secretary....


Usagi opens up a large cupboard next to the desk and grabs the note
from the body of the company secretary as he falls to the floor.


Usagi:      ....The upshot of which was how disappointed he was with
            your work, and why you had changed the name of his 
            product from Mixx Chix Comics to Mixx Chix Leprosy.  Why
            Usa?

Chibiusa:   Chibiusa, ma'am.

Usagi:      Shutup.  Why did you do it?

Chibiusa:   Errr....  it was a joke.


Usagi holds up the joke sign again.


Usagi:      A joke?

Chibiusa:   Err, no.  A sales campaign.

Usagi:      I see.


Usagi puts down the sign and stands, stepping over to the wall where
there in a rather sick looking sales chart, with the line steadily
heading downwards.


Usagi:      Well, lets look at the sales chart, shall we?


She points to the top of the line.


Usagi:      When you took over this account, Usa, Mixx Chix 
            Comics was market leader.  This was when you started 
            your first campaign, "Mixx Chix Comics brings new 
            meaning to the word vomit".


Usagi points to the next downward turn of the line.


Usagi:      Here is where you made your introductory offer of a free
            dead dog with every issue.  And this followed your 
            second campaign in which you said "The exciting comic 
            that brings you new cholera, mange, crabs, HIV, scabies,
            syphilis, the clap and athletes head, from the House of
            Mixx.

Chibisa:    It was a soft sell, ma'am.


Usagi sighs and sits back down.


Usagi:      Why, Usa?

Chibiusa:   Chibiusa, ma'am.

Usagi:      Shutup!  Well?

Chibiusa:   Well, people know the name.

Usagi:      They certainly do know the name, they burnt their 
            offices down this morning.  The owner is hiding in my
            bathroom.


There is a gunshot.


Usagi:      The owner WAS hiding is my bathroom.

Chibiusa:   You're not going to fire me, are you?

Usagi:      Fire you!?!?  Three men dead, the office burnt to the
            ground, the account lost and our firm completely 
            bankrupt!  What can you possibly say?  What excuse can 
            you make for all of this?

Chibiusa:   Sorry, Mama.

Usagi:      Oh, well, that's alright then.


Usagi gets up and walks over to a wall, where she pulls down a small
projector screen.


Usagi;      Oh, and by the way....  Your film's won a prize.


On the Screen: Haruka and Michiru, lying back on deckchairs by the 
wall in Tokyo, dressed in swimsuits and shades, with a marquee 
beside them, underneath which stand silent servants, waiting on 
their beck and call.


Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Kenshin:    Oro.....


Meanwhile, somewhere in the middle of nowhere, DDFA was about to
take on his greatest foe in a duel to the death....  Himself!
(Insert Stock Western Music in here as two DDFA's face each other
in the middle of nowhere).


DDFA1:      Alright, ya yella bellied varmint.  Go fer yer guns.

DDFA2:      Why are you speaking in that silly voice?

DDFA1:      I thought I'd get into the mood.

DDFA2:      But this scene is plainly silly.

DDFA1:      So is this fanfic.  What's your point?

DDFA2:      Wouldn't it be better if we talked this over?

DDFA1:      What have you got to say that I don't already know?

DDFA2:      I'm not wearing any underpants.

DDFA1:      .....

DDFA2:      .....

DDFA1:      Alright, I didn't know that.

DDFA2:      See!  I can still surprise you.

DDFA1:      Actually, the term "surprise" didn't really enter into 
            it.  That's exactly what I'd expect from someone like 
            me.

DDFA2:      You're just jealous that I thought of it first.

DDFA1:      Am not.

DDFA2:      Are so.

DDFA1:      Am not.

DDFA2:      Are so.

DDFA1:      Look, I don't want to argue over this.

DDFA2:      Yes you do.

DDFA1:      Shutup!  We've already done the Python ripoff.

DDFA2:      Awwwww....

DDFA1:      Anyway.  It is time to deal with this situation.  There
            can be only one.

DDFA2:      Stop the Highlander cliches.

DDFA1:      Listen, you're just asking for a punch up the conk.

DDFA2:      Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system.

DDFA1:      How many times do I have to tell you....  Look, if we
            don't get this scene over and done with, it'll be cut
            back to the H&M scene.

DDFA2:      Like how?


Meanwhile, back by the wall in Tokyo.


Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Michiru:    .....

Haruka:     .....

Sakura:     HOEEEEEE!


Meanwhile, back in the middle of nowhere.


DDFA1:      Like that.

DDFA2:      Oh, I see.

DDFA1:      Boring, wasn't it?

DDFA2:      Yes, makes me feel like topping myself.

DDFA1:      Really?

DDFA2:      Goodbye cruel world.


DDFA2 holds a banana to his head.  There is a gunshot and he falls
to the ground.


DDFA2:      They didn't.... tell me.... the bananas in this fic....
            were loaded....

DDFA1:      You don't think this fic has unloaded bananas, do you?

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