Hey there, DB: good to hear from you -

Believe it or not, this has nothing to do with ACen.  Rather, my new web
landlord, Larry F, is celebrating his 100th anniversary (well, 100th
newsletter, anway), and so to celebrate, proposed a contest for 100-word
fics.  It is in this spirit, therefore, that I offer congratulations to
Larry, and toast him with a bottle of...

I shall do the same as well (except longer). But we'll do this before I

send

that out.

Wow, I'm honored.  This is gonna be fun.

TABASCO
an Azumanga Daioh drabble (100-word fic) by Ukyou Kuonji

wondered what drabble meant.

Yeah, picked up the term from fanfiction.net, of all places.

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 "Oi, Yomi!  What's that you've got on your tray?"

Tomo, almost certainly

Actually, this is the one comment that may well belong to anyone.  The
speech pattern I had in mind was Kagura's, but it's conceivably Tomo's.

 "This?  Oh, my cousin in America sent me --"

It's always those darn gaijin. :)

Well, I didn't know if Tabasco was available in Japan.  At this point, it
wouldn't surprise me, but I had to make it something relatively out of the
ordinary for these kids.

 "Ta-ba-su-ko?  Doesn't this stuff make mosquitos explode?"

This is the sort of left-field comment that I figured Osaka would make; of
course, it also implies she's more familiar with their advertising that the
rest of the crew.

 "I... wouldn't know."

 "Wow, Yomi-san... you really like spicy stuff!"

 "Ha!  It's not that spicy!  I could pour three shakes onto my croquette
and I wouldn't sweat!"

 "Oh, really?  Try four shakes."

 "Five shakes!"

Hmm. Might want to make some detail for it  to be clear who the others
goading her on are.

That's the trouble with restricting yourself to a hundred words: there's a
lot that can't be sufficiently explained.  Essentially, this is Yomi and
Tomo fighting it out; Yomi likes it spicy, and Tomo won't back down from a
challenge, even a self-inflicted one.

I think what I'll need to do is rewrite this thing with Yomi narrating it or
some such.

 "Six."

 "Seven!"

 "... Eat that croquette."

 "Oh ho!  What have we here?  Louisiana Tabasco?  Tres bien... I

ga-ron-tee it!"

Heh. Now this we can figure is Yukari. French, she might know, but not
German :)

German...?  Oh, right!  Forgot that bit.  And I suppose it might be
stretching it to suppose she's familiar with Paul Prudhomme's catchphrase
(complete with Cajun accent)

 "Yukari-sensei... don't chug that!"

Heh. She just might, even.

Damn straight, she would.

***

 "Kurosawa-sensei... isn't this English class?"

 "Well, Yukari-chan asked me to tell you... class is cancelled this
afternoon."

 "OHHHH..."

And thus we know the end result.

Cute and brief, just like the manga. Very nice.

Why, thank you  ^_^

DB Sommer

Itsu mo,
Ucchan  ^_^


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