And continuing:
---
The youma surrounding Molly earnestly awaited the arrival of
their intended prey. They were all sharpening their claws and
stuff. A few were polishing their nails, and a couple were doing
their eyeliner.
That was not quite as interesting, though, as the fact that
a few were using Molly as a pi�ata.
Ouch. If they break her open, candy is not what is going to come spilling
out. :)
"He'll be here aaaaany time now," the red-noduled ninja-girl
from the command trio said. Okay, fine! We'll give them names. The
one with the big mouth and sonic powers, we'll call Scream. The
one with explosive red nodules, we'll name BoomBoom. The one with
the big, spiny arm shall be called, from this day forth, Llama the
WhickerWoman.
Works for me.
"No," replied Scream and Llama the WhickerWoman.
*BLAM!* There was an explosion from outside.
Oops. Looks like they did forget something important.
*Whrrr*ching* Therefore, it should be no surprise to anyone
whatsoever when Nephrite, dangling from a glistening magical cord,
descended from a hole in the ceiling. He cut the lines suspending
Molly, and began to haul her out, sharing Scream's opinion about the
girl's excessive weight.
Heh
As Nephrite edged up the rope, the Star Crystal started edging
its way out of the fold of his Youma General Jacket(tm).
Of course.
Molly began to slip off the general's leg, and the crystal had
about a centimeter left before it fell out.
Hey, get out of there, Nephrite!
"Tree!"
Nephrite should shout 'Fire!' as they do so, thereby ensuring the youmas
shoot themselves in a crossfire.
"Did you hear anything?" Scream asked.
"No," replied BoomBoom.
"I heard something," Oclulon the Destroyer, a youma with very
big ears, said. "It sounded like an imitation Star Crystal falling
out of an impostor's pocket from a fake rope!"
"Hey! It's not a fake rope!" blurted out Nephrite from above.
Oops. Good ears on that youma, though.
---
"Now get lost!" Nephrite picked up the unconscious girl and
placed her on his shoulder, then kicked the shapeshifter back down
the hole.
Heh
After paying the lady at the cash register under the watchful
gaze of Mister Nice Eight-Foot-Tall Nightstick-Wielding Security-Man,
they walked outside the Great, Big, Huge Gap(tm) store.
Heh. Cute
"Okay," said Serena, carrying a few bags and things that
looked like big, wrapped gifts. "That's all your Grandpa gave us.
So, in total," the blonde put down the bags and went through them,
"we've got the dress you lent to Jade, another one we bought for her,
and let's see: One, two, three, ummm, lots for you and, whoah, what
a haul." She paused. "Jade, did we miss any of yours?" She waited
for a response. "Jade?"
Heh. Hard to believe they've missed her for this long. Even for these two.
The image-bubble finished with Jade, in chains and ripped
clothes, being sold as a slave to a big, fat, scary laughing guy with
a chain-whip.
Serena found herself immensely turned on.
"Nice to see you too," said Luna in a muffled mreowing voice,
her nose and mouth being nicely scrunched up against the girl's neck.
"Where have you been, and--" The blonde stopped hugging her
kitty for a second, noticing something odd. "Hey, why's your fur all
singed?"
Luna paused, thought about it, and couldn't figure out a way
to put it that wouldn't sound bad. So, she lied. "Errr, a rodent I
was chasing exploded."
Heh.
The cat suddenly winced at what she just said,
remembering that she always was such a terrible liar.
Serena smiled. "Oh, that makes sense," she blinked, "I guess."
It does with the lives they lead.
"She got better."
"Oh. How?"
This question from a girl that has raised the dead. You'd think once you get
better from that kind of wound, she would stop asking how they got better.
:P
---
Jadeite hugged her teddybear close, frantic eyes darting left
and right. "Alright!" she shouted. "Nobody move!"
On the yellow school bus, a bunch of penguins that filled
all the rows blinked, looked at each other, then stared back at
the girl. "Wark wark wark?"
Jade's dead. Never mess with a bus full of penguins. Take it from me, you're
never better off for the experience.
Jadeite scowled. <Who are you, invader?>
Another extra break
The General was trying to make connections at a deeper level.
Finding out who was attacking him would go a long way toward
discovering a weakness and arranging a defense. So, problem number
one, whose body did he have? It was his, and yet not--of course! <Are
you by any chance the darling girl who drowned in a spring thousands
of years ago?>
Heh. Cute.
<BAKASAMA! KING OF ALL IDIOTS, you really don't remember-->
the voice shouted, but stopped and trailed off before beginning
again. <Ahh! Yes, so you've discovered me, General Jadeite. Yes, I
am the girl who drowned in the spring so long ago. My name is...
Jane, and you have my body. I was four years old when I drowned,
and I don't like people being mean in my body!>
"Hah, I knew it!" whispered General Jadeite triumphantly.
Another extra break
<But there's one thing that's bothering me, Jade-guy.>
<What is that, girl?>
Extra space.
<No, now! I wannawannawannawannawannawannawannawanna->
The general winced. Well, he'd established that he was only
up against a four-year-old girl. How much trouble could she possibly
be? <Oh, alright. I'm letting go,>
Sucker
he relaxed, <now for just a couple
minutes. Try to take control.>
"Tee-hee, sure, mister," the other being said aloud. "Sucker."
called it. :)
"So tell me, how does betrayal feel?" the girl asked.
Jadeite: Like being stabbed in the back, or being forced to listen to
Minako's drivel for hours.
Liked this one a bit better. Moved the Jadite fight along nicely. And
showcases the scouts a bit more. Looks like I caught up with what you posted
of this, at last. Will keep my eyes open for more.
D.B. Sommer
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