[Over the earth, all is quiet, until a flash of light appears and a large bell-shaped battleship appears. Think the same size as the 'Executor' from the Star Wars Universe(also known as the Super Star Destroyer). Only difference is that this is the 'GotterDaumeraung' (I can't spell German in Enlgish, so shoot me!).
Then, several hundred other battleships, though not as big as the Gotterdaumeraung(sp), warp in soon after. Just to boost the author's ego, the 'Imperial March' is played. Who is the leader of this massive fleet? Why, Warhammer, who else? ]

[WH: (from the command bridge) Now, with my fleet of Paranoid soilders, I can rule the world!
Commander Dawn: (from Gall Force)Actually sir, we're just doing an MST of Marmalade Moon.
WH: Well, that too...(confident) It looks like I'll have to conquer Earth another time.
Salian: (walks in ) That's nice and all, now the question is; who are you MSTing with today?
WH: (Turns to Commmander Dawn)
CD: (checks his watch) They should be here about now.]

[A door opens and a dusty brown haired american boy, about 18 or so in a pair of jeans, soccer shirt and an army jacket walks in. After him, a heavy air hangs around a very depressed japanese girl about the boy's age, her hair's blue and she wears a standard school girl uniform.
Sal: Uh... names and origins please.
Boy: Jeremy Feeple, Quagmire, USA.
Girl: (depressed) Yuko Ahso; Kyoto, Japan.
Sal: (writes them down and turns to WH.) You sure know how to pick them, don't you?
WH: (smiles) I do my best. (To Jeremy and Yuko) Ok guys, let's go!
Jeremy: Sounds good to me.
Yuko: ...(angsts)
(The trio heads into the theater as the fic starts.)]

      Beryl was feeling benevolent today; she'd finally programmed her staff to let her play Quake.  Millions of icons programmed to look like Generals Horny and Ego were dying in droves, making her feel quite happy with the patch that Youma Microsoft had cooked up for her.

[Jeremy: Yeesh, one of the few times we see Beryl in a good mood.
WH: You should see me in a good mood.
Yuko: ...(drearily) What do you do?
WH: (psycho smile) I charge my laser tank and toss out a bunch of Nagisa(from Iczer) clones on my shooting range.
Jeremy: Uh huh.]

Until her staff suddenly flashed the words 'General Protection Fault' and went dead.

[WH: Ouch, Don't you hate that?]

      She growled at her staff.  "I was playing, dammit!"
"You can play with me, Beryl-sama!" General Horny announced, climbing into her lap.

[WH: Poor Beryl.
Jeremy: Shouldn't you be wishing you were Beryl?
WH: No, I hate that little runt. And NOT because she's a lesibian.]

      Beryl sighed.  "Go find Pluto."

[Jeremy: Just ask the city pound, they must have gotten him by now.
Yuko: ...I don't understand. (angsty)
WH: You don't have to. ]

      She handed Beryl a copy of _The Republic_.  "Here you
go, Beryl-sama.  Can we play with your staff now?"  Beryl
contemplated beating her to death with it.

[WH: No problems here with that course of action.]

*******************

Marmalade Moon, Episode 8:

"Sana vs. Suzu.
We WISH it was mortal combat."

[WH: I liked MK 1 and 2, but there was something about three that didn't hook me to it.
Jeremy: I believe it was called 'Street Fighter Alpha'.
WH: Don't start.]

by John Biles

********************

      Suzu physically trembled as she turned the pages of 'Teen Idols Monthly'.  They'd actually dared to interview Sana before they interviewed her.  How dare they?  What was worse, it was for Sana's upcoming appearance in 'Soft Moonlight Dreams', a movie that Suzu had also auditioned for.  They'd almost given her the part...until Sana applied for it.

[WH: Gotta warn you guys of something.
Yuko: (drab) What's that?
WH: I like KnO more than MM so don't be surprised if I show some kind of bias.
Jeremy: We won't be. ]

      She ignored the first few insipid questions they'd asked Sana; who cared why Sana was a model or what her future plans were?  The important thing was to see if she'd been honest and fessed up to sending her pimp to bribe the director to hire her instead of Suzu.  Or maybe she'd sent that inspid pit of depression boy who seemed to be hanging around Sana all the time now.  He could have threatened to come live with the director if the man didn't hire Sana.  I'd think he was her boyfriend, but even Sana couldn't have such
bad taste, Suzu thought.

[WH: Hey! Kei's not a pimp. A jigalo(sp) maybe, but not a pimp.]

[               SO, HOW DID YOU GET THE ROLE OF PRINCESS
KAMEKO IN YOUR NEW FILM?

              "Oh... before they asked me, I think they were trying to find some unknowns, like... what's hername, she's not important anyway"

[WH: Uh, Sana, don't burn any bridges ok?]

"Well, she's adequate, but she has no improvement skills (to which Hayama interjected, 'Improvisational') and you see, you really can't see how badly she emasculates (Hayama: Enunciate) when she's only voicing for animation, you know what i mean? She hasn't got the grace, the charm, thebeauty... *beams*
And I've done a great job, didn't I, Hayama? Didn't I?" (Hayama: Uh-huh.)

[Yuko: ...She enjoys rubbing salt on wounds doesn't she?]

      Suzu would have frothed rabidly, but it wouldn't have been ladylike. Instead, she ripped the entire magazine into one inch squares.  By the time she finished, she had calmed down enough to begin plotting a blood curdling revenge.  Suzu was not normally a hateful person, but for Sana, she would always make an exception.

[WH: Nothing wrong with frothing. Iczer 2 does it all the time. (The aforementioned warps in and before she can do anything, is whacked out of the base by WH and the damage is repaired at breakneck speeds.)]

*************

      "You want me to do what, sir?"  Youma Britannia looked very surprised.

[Jeremy: (as Zwei-lite) I want you to turn yourself into an encyclopedia and sell yourself door to door.]

      "Yes, that should do nicely," he said.  "Go buy yourself
some normal clothing, and I'll arrange for your new life."

[WH: (as tv show host) Because this is your new life! *crowd noise*]

****************

      Meiko walked down the street with Miki and Yuu, watching them bicker on the way to school.  She smiled; it was playful bickering, not hostile.  After three days at the Koishikawa/ Matsura house, she felt like part of the family. I couldn't possibly safer, except if I could stay with Na-chan, she thought.  But that will come soon enough.

[WH: Hey Yuko, wanna kill her for us? She sounds a lot like 'her'?
Yuko: (depressed and angry) MUST you bring that up?
WH: Salt for the wounds my dear.]

      Miki turned to Meiko.  "I don't really act like a monkey, do I?"

[Jeremy: Shouldn't Son Goku be saying that?]

"Well, we could try putting a thousand Mikis in a room with typewriters and see how long they take to write one of Shakespeare's plays,"  Yuu said, grinning.

      "Faster than you would, judging by that short story you wrote for class today," Meiko said.

[WH: (as pilot) Mayday! Mayday! We've been hit and dropping altitude fast!]

"I've never liked conflict," Yuu said, staring off down the road.

[Yuko: (depressed) Sorry to say my friend, without conflict, we would not know growth. It's truth and principle.]

      "Miwa...any relation to Miwa-kun?"

[WH: (to Miki) More than you think my dear.]

Miki poked him in the side.  "Chicken.  Afraid to meet your hero."

[Jeremy: (as Yuu) Am not, *pa-kauck*!]

They stuck out their tongues at each other, and Meiko giggled.  "Just like real siblings," she said.

[WH: (veinpop) You do realize that I have to kill you for that one Mr. Biles.]

***********

      Setsuna danced around as she came to the lunch table. "He said yes!"

[Yuko: (angsting) Since when does Sailor Pluto act this strange?
WH: That's a little different, Yuko.]

tonight," she said.  "I suppose I ought to give up on him since he does have a girlfriend, but...he's just so cute!"  She then sat down and started gushing.

[Jeremy: (Observant) And here we have Old Faithful...]

"Nothing."  I'm not jealous, she thought.  I'm not.  I've
got no reason whatsoever to be jealous.  Nope.

[Yuko: (gloomily) A lie is a course of action with the intent to decieve. In this case, the perpetratior is decieving herself.]

<a 'Good heavens, this fic is long' snip'>

***********

<Snip the 'trashy romance novel section'>

[Jeremy: (disbelieving) Yeesh, and I thought Frankie was bad.]

said.  Then the backpack came down over her head, plunging her into darkness.  "What the..."

      "Black out!  Everyone head for the door!"  Yuu said, taking her by the door and leading her off towards the hallway.

[All: Thank you!]

      The class laughed, and Na-chan gave a sigh of relief. "Meiko, if you will read a selection from your story now?"

      She stood up.  "My story is called 'The Silver Pin'.  It's the story of the illicit love between a teacher and a student."  She soon launched into a spirited reading of her tale.

      Na-chan started trying to remember who else brought a backpack to school.

[Yuko: (to WH) Shall I?
WH: No. Not until I write 'Red Rain'.]

***************

      "Anyway, I thought we could meet at Cafe Totoro and plan out our next effort," Arimi said to Ginta over the phone.

[WH: Cafe Totoro?! BWA HA HA! That's awful!]

      "When?" he asked.

      "At five?"

      "I'm going over to Setsuna's to help her work on her serve," he said.  "Tonight isn't good."  He sounded rather nervous, as if it was...a date.

[Jeremy: (as creepy announcer) Dial 'D' for Date!]

"Done."  She began running over possible dinner reservations in her head.  I deserve a nice meal, she thought.

[Yuko: (angered) She's sticking him with the check!]

*************

      General Ego was one of the most worthless beings in all of space and time, although her friend General Horny could actually top her for this.  However, at times, she transcended herself and did something useful, or at least successful.  Ninety-five percent of the time this was something intended to help her slake her insatiable lust for women.

[Jeremy: (shudders) Yeesh. Not another one.
WH: ?
Jeremy: Leanna, that's who.]

She'd gone down to the archives, run by an old youma named Iron Pyrite.  He was getting senile, but he kept the records in good shape.  Getting any information out of him, though, was a challenge worthy of Hercules.  "Pluto is not an animated dog," she repeated for the eighth time.

[WH: *snickers*]

      Ego twitched.  "Tennis Warrior Pluto."
      "I don't think they had tennis in ancient Greece."
      "Beryl wants me to find Tennis Warrior Pluto."
      "Well, I don't have him."
      "Her!"
      "While Pluto probably did sleep with everything that moved since everyone else in his pantheon did, he was definitely a guy."
      Ego fled screaming.
      "Kids these days, I just don't get them," Iron Pyrite said.

[WH shakes his head. Jeremy shrugs and Yuko angsts.]

***********

      Ginta felt like a man who was about to be thrown to the lions as he walked up to Setsuna's front door.  Maybe that story was just a coincidence, he thought.  After all, Meiko isn't really having an affair with her teacher, and Yuu doesn't really wander around through houses just looking at the furniture, and Miki isn't really Tennis Warrior Moon.  My story was about two kids playing with a cat; it wasn't some thinly disguised version of my life.  I hope.

[Yuko: (wanting to cry) I wish I was him.
WH: (smirks) Considering what you did, I'm not surprised.
Yuko:...Reiko... (angsts more)]

"Good, good."  She let him in, then started through the house.  "I was hoping maybe you could help me work on revising my story after we finish."

      Ginta began mentally composing his will.

[Yuko: (hands Ginta a piece of paper and a pencil)]

      Guenevere sipped her coffee.  "It's very good."
      "Well, we're not a fancy place, but I do my best to buy high-quality coffee," he replied.

[WH: 'High-quality coffee'? No such thing! Most of that's stuff full of caffiene.]

      "You're already paying highway robbery for that place," Kijima said. "Well, if it gets to be too much, I can put you up for a while while you search for a new place."
       Namura nodded.  "Thanks.  I'll probably be moving some time soon."
      "I can help you move...if you need the help," Ryoko said.

[WH: Yes... somewhere far, far, far away.]

      "Thanks," he said, smiling at her.  "I'll probably pay some students to help as well."  He rose.  "I've got to run; I'm supposed to meet a student's parents and try to explain why their child is a plagiarist."

[Yuko: (forwns) An ineffective teacher.]

another one's heart.  My life is insane, he thought.

[WH: Ha! Says you!
Jeremy: I second that.
Yuko: I third.]

I understand you two were going to work on a story she wrote," Setsuna's mother continued.
      "Um, yes, if we have time."  He looked at the clock, but it was still only about eight.  "Depending on how long her shower is."

[Jeremy: (as Ginta thinking) The longer, the better in this case.
WH: (sarcastic) Unless the fanboys want some fanservice.]

      "Good.  I'm looking forward to it.  She writes very well; I've told her she ought to become a writer, but she wants to be an idol singer.  Even though she's a horrible singer."

[WH: (eyes glow white and a BIG toothy smile and his voice is now several octives lower) IDOL SINGERS! (raises name-sake weapon high) KO RO SU! (Yuko whaps him over the head and he returns to normal.)
Yuko: (casually) I was informed that WH has a psychotic avertion to idol singers, fanboy characters, and ANYTHING Ukyo Kuonji related.
WH: That still hurt you know.]

"So why won't you date my cousin?" Suzu asked Meiko. "A pretty girl like you should have a handsome boyfriend like him."

[WH: She doesn't deserve one as far as I'm concerned.]

"My parents are in the hospital, and I'm a refugee.  I can't date anyone right now," she replied, instead of boring a hole into Suzu's head to see if she found anything in it at all.

[WH: Fat chance of that.]

**********

      In the backyard, Artemis and Luna lay in the grass, supposedly planning a new course of action.  Instead, Luna said, "Did you trade Venus' brain for fish?"

[Jeremy: (as Artemis)Yeah, for several trout, why do you ask?]

      "Do you think Meiko is the princess?"  Artemis asked Miki.

[WH: Oh heavens, I hope not.]

      "Maybe.  I have no way to tell.  But either way, she'll be safe here."
      Artemis nodded.  "A stroke of luck for us, if not for her."
      Miki sat down.  "I feel sorry for her."
      "So do I," Luna said.  "I know what it's like to lose one's home.  This world, in your time, is so strange to me."
      Miki picked her up and started petting her.  "I guess it is all new to you."
      "Yeah, although the fish are still good," Artemis said. "That helps me get by."
      "Feed him, and he's satisfied," Luna said.
      "Hrmph."

[WH: (evil grin) Oh, it takes a LOT more than that to make him happy in my universe. (His original character Salian flies in, baps him over the head and flies out.)]

****************
<teknosnip>
The story continued, and Ginta offered various comments, wondering if he'd somehow hallucinated the
entire incident at school.  Finally, they finished the story, and Setsuna showed him to the door.  He asked, "Umm...was that..."
      "It wasn't.  I couldn't possibly read that with Mother listening," she said.
      "You read it to the entire class."
      "I didn't realize he was going to make us read them aloud," she said, blushing.  "I'd rather have just read it to..." She stared into his eyes.  "The one who inspired it."

[Jeremy: (sarcastic) And they call us guys perverts.]

Then she jumped back and said hurriedly, "Thanks for coming over, see you tomorrow!"  The door shut, leaving him to stare in shock.

[Jeremy and WH fall off their seats, laughing as hard as they can. Yuko just angsts.]

****************

       "True passion cannot be bound or caged," Setsuna said.  "It triumphs over all barriers."  She got up and danced around.  "Wahoo!"

[Yuko: (dispairically) Passion uncaged leads one to do things they would rather have not done in the first place.]

      "Oh, okay," Setsuna said.  "Did I mention how cute Ginta is?"
      "Yes."
      "He is sooooooo cute," Setsuna said, then began to sing his praises more than Meiko could stand, although she was too polite to flee screaming.

[WH: That's ok, I'll do it for you. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! (runs out screaming and walking back in giggling.)]

****************

Setsuna staggered over to Ginta and practically fell on him.  "Water."

[Jeremy: Hey! None of that!]

      "Running to get to school on time," Yuu said, coming up to them through the crowd.
      Miki jumped.  "What are you still doing here?"

[WH: (as Yuu) Decopage(sp).]

Ryoko nodded.  "I'd noticed that too.  Except for the times you served right at Setsuna's head."
Monster hunting instincts get the better of me, Miki thought, feeling a little embarrassed.  "Okay, I'll work on it."

[Yuko: (sadly) That's in doubt.]

It's not the games she's watching, it's the men, Miki thought.  Ginta is taken!  If I...I mean...  Miki frowned at herself.  Don't get jealous, she thought.  Just don't.

[Jeremy: (smiles) Too late.]

****************

      General Ego sat at one of Beryl's computer terminals, trying to figure out how to get it to work.
      Youma Microsoft said, "Where do you want to go today?"
      Ego jumped.  "Don't sneak up on me like that!"
      "Trying to find something by an internet search?"
      "Yes.  Tennis Warrior Pluto."
      "She probably isn't listed online."
      Ego grabbed Microsoft.  "You WILL find her for me."
      "Urk.  Okay, okay.  Click on Search."
      The machine hummed and a new page loaded.
      "Now in the box there," he pointed to it, "type 'Tennis Warrior Pluto'."
      She did so, then hit return.
      There was more whirring, and a new page came up.
      [Your search has found 251,004 sites.  Now displaying 1-20 of 251,004]
      "..."
      "Behold the power of the Internet."
      "Do I have to read ALL those pages?"
      "Only until you find the one you want.  And half of them will actually be porn."
      "Really?"
      "Unfortunately, yes."
      "Well, let's get to it!  Show me the porn!"  General Ego said and went to work.

[WH: (eyes shadowed, pulls up a cellular) Hello? Dawn? Yes. Send some men to Mr. Biles and kindly relieve him of his life... belay that order, make him want to want you to releive him of his life.{Just Kidding ^_^}]

****************

      "<I would like,>" Ginta read out loud in English from the exercise book.
      "<I would like,>" Yuu, Miki, and Meiko repeated.  Meikosaid it calmly and fluently, while Miki and Yuu stumbled over  the 'l' sounds.
      "<To feed your fingertips,>"  Ginta continued.

[WH and Jeremy blink and Yuko pays no heed because she's still angsting.]

      "<To feed your fingertips,>" Yuu and Miki said, stumbling along on this part as well.

[WH: Yuubi ga tabesaseru yooni? That's odd.]

      "<To feed yo...,>"  Meiko paused and stared at Ginta. "Are you sure you read that right?"
      The doorbell rang, and Rumi went to go get it.
      "<To the wolverines,>"  Ginta concluded, then said to Meiko, "Did I pronounce it wrong?"
      "<To the wolverines,>" Miki and Yuu finished.

[Jeremy and WH blanch.]

      "How exactly does the book say that translates into Japanese?"

[WH: Watashi wa uurubarin ni omae no yuubi o taberu yooni sashiagetai to omoimasu. ^_^ If I'm wrong then opps.]

      He read the line in red under it.  "Please move your hand."  He scratched his head.  "You know, it takes an awful lot to say that in English."

[WH and Jeremy laugh.]

Arimi said, "Sure, we can stay."  She sat down by Ginta, still holding onto his arm.  "Studying English?"
      "English is awful and impossible," Miki said.  "And it's not like I'll ever need it."

[WH: If she ever goes to america, I'm gonna laugh like no one else.]

      "Not going to go to Hawaii like your parents?" Meiko teased gently.  Rumi and Chiyako, both at work in the kitchen cooking, paused in their work and laughed.

[WH: (eyes and battle aura flare red and hefts up a boulder, meanwhile Jeremy and Yuko hold him back) ADULTERERS! STONE THEM!! STONE THEM!!
Jeremy: Calm Down! It's just a story!(slowly calms down and Yuko picks up the same file she had received about Warhammer.)
Yuko: 'Note: Warhammer is sometimes prone to violent outbursts at random intervals with things that he clearly points out. Deal with discreation. Elimination may be neccesay if not controlled.']

      "English is easy," Arimi said.  "Here, I'll show you."  She picked up the book and began to read aloud.  "<May your bowels be eaten by a rabid ferret if you do not immediately get the hell out of here.>  That means...Hey, wait a minute." She scanned the page again.  "That doesn't mean 'please get out of my way'.  Who wrote this book?"

[WH: Howard Stern?
Jeremy: Church lady from SNL?]

************

<doesn't wanna but has to snip>

Ginta nodded.  "Miki will probably have to go up against Kaiou Michiru, their best player.  She's one of those geniuses who does everything well.  Perfect grades, plays violin professionally while still in high school, paints...does just about everything."

[WH (frowns) Except being a decent heroine.
Jeremy: Do I detect a bit of resentment in thine voice Hammerhead?
WH: That's for when I actually MST with her and Neptune... and it won't be pretty.]

      Arimi gave him a sidelong glance.  "You seem to know an awful lot about her."  There was just the teensiest bit of sharpness to her voice.
      "She writes poetry too," Meiko said.  "I read some she wrote for a contest I entered.  She got second prize."

[WH: Big whoop.
Jeremy: Uh, I tihnk it would be best if you just snipped the rest of the parts that mention her. You think?
WH: Hmm... ok.]

"It certainly took a blackout to stop her when she was reading her story about you," Yuu said, laughing.  Miki blushed at the memory, and Meiko looked embarrassed as well.  Ginta looked like he was going to die.

[WH: (loads his magnum) Wait for it!]

      "She wrote a story about you?"  Arimi asked Ginta suspiciously.
      "It was NOT about me," Ginta said.  "Any more than my story was about anyone real."
      Guenevere simply listened quietly, looking confused.
      Rumi said, "Ooh, was it a confession of love?"
      "That's one way of putting it," Yuu said, laughing. "Shall I quote?"

      "No!"  Miki and Ginta said in unison.

[All: NO!]

      "Yes!"  The four parents said in unison.

[WH (aura and eyes flares red, picks up boulder) STONE THEM! STONE THEM!
Jeremy: We know you don't like them, NOW KNOCK IT OFF! (punches WH into the wall and Jeremy looks at his fist in disbelief) Did... did I do that?
Yuko: (you know the drill) It appears so.]

      "Are they a wrestling team?"  Jin asked.

[Jeremy: Uh, they're rejects from the WWF.
Yuko: (would like to chuckle, but is too busy angsting as WH gets up)]

      "I feel safer with them protecting our school," Miki said.  "Given all the monster attacks we've had.  And Tennis Warrior Moon is just so cool."
      "Mars is much cooler," Arimi said.
      "I think Jupiter is sort of cute, although she is kinda old," Ginta said.
      "Ahh, but some people say older women make better lovers," Yuu said.
      Miki and Arimi both frowned at the two guys, and Meiko giggled.  Meiko said, "I like Tennis Mask myself."
      "See?  Some people want a mature lover."
      The four parents whispered and laughed at that, obviously pleased.

[WH: (growls a bit, but then holds back)
Jeremy: Good boy.]

****************

      Suzu stared blankly for a few seconds, then sniffed loudly and turned to her friends.  "This way!"

[Jeremy: I refuse to comment on this.
WH: I second.]

      She lead them around the studio, showing off the various artists hard at work drawing, the computer room where various CGI experts were hard at work producing computer animation of a cow mutating into chocolate milk, and through a gallery of cels from various shows the studio had done like 'Dread Pirate Bailesu', 'Senior Citizens from Space', 'Chocolatey Mami',  and 'Magical Knights Rayovac'

[WH: Not coming ANYTIME soon to a theater near you.].

      "Oooh, a cel of Chocolatey Mami from the Chocolatey Mami vs. Strawberry Shortcake movie!"  Miki said.  "I wish I could have it!"

[WH: (blinks) Good cow! That was a LONG time ago...
Jeremy: About what?
WH: Uh, I'll tell you later. Don't got the time (or the space) to explain why.]

"Didn't work for you, I see," a fairly flat young male voice said.  He was standing a few feet away, pushing his unkempt blond hair away from his eyes.

[WH: Only one completely indifferent boy could say something like that!]

      "Hayama-kun, don't make fun of her.  I'm sure she knows it was just a show.  And I like that show too!" a girl said quickly from behind him, soon coming into view.  Like him, she was around twelve years old, with red hair gathered into two short ponytails jutting out sideways above her ears. To Miki, she said, "Don't mind Hayama.  He's just a pain in the butt that I can't understand why I invited him to come to the
studio to see me record my first episode of my new show!" She paused.  "I'm sorry, I'm starting to advertise myself again.  What's your name?  I'm Kurata Sana!"

[WH: WAI! Sana-chan!
Jeremy: ...I won't say it... it's too easy.]

      "YOU!  What are YOU doing in MY animation studio?" Suzu demanded, stepping forward.

      "Oh, were you here?" Sana said in a catty fashion. "I'm only here to record the show that will drive YOUR show off the air and back into the garbage can where it belongs!" She beamed, even as Hayama glanced upwards towards Suzu. "In a few weeks, you can go back to playing in the sandbox, and I'll just be busy making the very best show as only Sana-chan can!"

[Jeremy: (as boxing ring announcer) And in this corner: Sergeant Sana. And in the other corner: Slasher Suzu! (crowd noise)]

      "Hah!  No animated show that used your hideous screeching voice could POSSIBLY beat mine!"  Suzu turned to Meiko.  "Isn't my voice much more beautiful than hers?"
      "Not when you're shouting and carrying on like a five year old," Meiko replied.

[Yuko: (depressed) Now that was mean.]

"Monsters aren't real.  Everybody knows that!" Sana said.  "And neither are the Tennis Warriors.  But it'll
make for a great show.  And it's not like imaginary people can sue, are they, Hayama?"
      He looked over at Sana and nodded.

[WH: Hayama's so expressive, isn't he?]

      Suzu ground her teeth and followed along with the others.

****************

      >Is Meiko the Princess?
      [RICH YOUNG HEIRESSES ARE OFTEN CALLED
PRINCESSES.]
      >Is Meiko the Princess of the Moon?
      [PLEASE ENTER YOUR PIN NUMBER]
      >I don't have a PIN number!
      [I GUESS YOU'RE UP A CREEK, THEN]
      >Why do you make everything so difficult?
      [IT'S A KNACK]

[Jeremy: This is why I never used computers too much.]

      Nanami fought to resist the urge to smash her computer to flinders.
      Makoto looked thoughtful.  "I've got an idea," he said.
      "Go for it," she said, getting up from her desk and letting him sit down at it.
      >Search for Moon Princess
      [START SEARCH WITH?]
      >Akizuki Meiko
      [DAMN YOU FOR BEING CLEVER]
      >Get to it.
      [PRINCESS FOUND]
      "Stupid thing.  It could have told us before this!" Nanami shook her fist at it.  "You could have saved us a lot of time!"
      [YOU NEVER ASKED THE RIGHT WAY]

[Jeremy and WH snicker]


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      Meiko looked at another character sketch and laughed. "This one has Tennis Warrior Moon smacking herself with her own racket," she said, showing everyone.
      "Well, rackets aren't exactly designed for combat," the animator, Hashimoto Kenji, a pudgy blond man in an ill-fitting  suit said.  "Plus, everyone knows she's a total klutz."
      "I am NOT a total clutz!"  Miki said.

[WH: Baka! You're blowing it your cover!]

Hayama wandered over and looked at another sketch and frowned.  "Who's this?" he asked, pointing at a young blonde boy shown in one sketch with 'Tennis Warrior Sana', in civilian clothing.
      "Her younger brother, who is a major pain in the...rear...for her," Kenji said.  "Utterly worthless,
constantly depressed, causes her all sorts of trouble to get attention."

[Yuko: (depressed/angered) Rub salt on it why don't you.]

      Hayama might have fumed at that, but it was hard to tell at the best of times if he was ecstatically happy or terminally depressed.

[WH: Tell me about it. He could be bleeding to death and he still won't flinch!]

      "Causing trouble to get attention is more Sana's line of work, though," Suzu said.  "And she's still ugly."
      "At least I'm not an over-the-hill dried up old PRUNE like you,"  Sana said.  "And you calling me ugly is like a cow calling a horse black!"
      There was a brief moment of silence.


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