Let's see if the new address will send this:

     Osaka walks up wearing her school uniform and a coolie hat
with a pair of kitty ears sticking out the top.  "Azumanga
fanfics!" she cries.

Upon further reading, I'm glad you didn't do the rest of this in present 
tense.

     "This is a series of similarly themed vignettes with little
in the way of continuing plot and no unified title," Chiyo-chan
adds.

Fun, then. I like the feel of those (as you might have guessed)

     "Yukari as she walks by waving her hammer and sickle,
dressed in thick felt boots, a heavy overcoat, and a fur hat,"
says 'In communist Russia, titles say you.'

Hmm. That one went over my head, though the look is Yukari.

     "Oh, my God!  Look at that dress!" Yukari said loudly,

If it's that loud it's not 'said', maybe screeched. She does that when she's 
excited

drawing Minamo's attention.

     She turned to see a full mannequin in a short black dress
directly beneath a store spotlight, which gave in an almost
heaven-sent look.

That feels off. Recommend separating into two. "dress. It stood directly..."

 The loose, swirly skirt was long enough to be

decent, but had a slit up one side that would probably give
tantalizing glimpses of thigh as it moved.  The top of the skirt
split vertically at the waist into long thick folded trailers of
cloth which criss-crossed several times, overlapping completely
at the waist and lower back, but spacing farther and farther
apart as it continued up.  A narrow, diamond shaped gap was left
in the front to frame the belly button, and the final cross was
just below the breasts.  Each breast was covered, but a wide vee
of exposed flesh was left between them as the cloth climbed each
side of the neck and fastened in the back.

Nice description.

     Minamo knew without a doubt that

'without a doubt' is a bit cliche. I'd recommend dropping it or using 
something less common

she'd look gorgeous in it,

and immediately started searching through the racks of clothes
for one just like it.  She had just finished searching the third
rack when a startled yell alerted her to a commotion behind her.

     Her jaw dropped as she saw Yukari undressing the mannequin
and keeping an irate store clerk away with one foot.

Heh. I kind of thought that was what would happen

     What price beauty?

Nice lead in to the next connected scene

     "Twenty thousand yen?!" Yukari screeched as she waved the
dress in front of the cashier's face.     "No way!"

     "Aww, I'm sorry," Minamo consoled as she patted the
despondent Yukari on the back.  "It was a really pretty dress."

     "Yeah," Yukari groused as she turned away from the vacantly
smiling cashier, "but there's no way I can afford that.  Unless
you were to buy it and let me borrow it?"  She gave her very
bestest friend

While ordinarily I would disapprove of the improper grammar, since this is 
using Yuakri's POV, it works fine.

     "So which is it?" Osaka asked intently.  "Let's say I'm
writin' in english and I accidentally spell angry 'a-g-r-y'.
Would I say I had accidentally left an 'N' out of the word, or
would I say I accidentally left a 'N' out of the word?"

     Chiyo blinked.  She'd never thought of that.  "I'm not sure,
I mean, maybe we should ask Miss Yukari."

Oh, like that would do any good.

     The three contemplated that for a moment.

     "Oh, well, I'm failing English anyway," Osaka said sadly,
and walked away.

Eh. That fell a bit flat for me.

     Yomi yawned.  "Oh, oh, yeah.  I did it on my new computer
last night."

     Tomo gasped as everyone turned to stare in envy at Yomi.
"A new...  computer?"

     Everyone oohed, except Osaka, who had begun the delicate
task of the alternate solution to the Rubik's puzzle, which was
to take all the stickers off and paste them back on.

Yeah. My brother did that once. It's called 'Thinking outside the box.' :)

     And your little homework, too.

probably ought to be capped

     Yomi put a hand up to her face and straightened her glasses
as everyone, except Osaka, who was putting on the last sticker,
gaped.

     Tomo returned and plucked the folder of homework off of

can drop 'of' just using off works fine.

Yomi's head.  "I'll just be taking that."

     "All finished!" Osaka exclaimed, dropping the cube into
Chiyo's startled hands.


     Intel inside.

     "Hey, guess who's

whose, I believe

     Splorch.


     "Hmm," Yomi said, her smile growing as a thought played out
in her head of Tomo walking along with a plasma rifle, oblivious
as she snuck up behind her with a BFG.

     SPLORCH.

     "What server do you play on?" Yomi asked as Tomo was about
to walk away with her homework.

Heh. Cute.

     German?


     "Wouldn't it make sense, though?" Osaka reasoned.  "Think
about how it sounds.  Stencil.  Sten-cil.  Kinda like Hansel.
Ooh!" she exclaimed.  "Wouldn't that make a cute fairytale?
Hansel and Stencil, the story of a young boy and a stencil, lost
while painting signs to a witch's bakery in the woods!"

...No. I don't think it would make a good story, since you're asking.

     Tomo did a little happy dance.  "It means she's not a l33t
h4xx0r like me, and I wasted her like the n00b she is last night
in Cstrike!" she exclaimed, shortly before Yomi decked her.

God, I hate netspeak.

     Too short.

     The copy machine lid creaked alarmingly when she leaned on
it, and it had several plastic bits it used to feed papers in
through the top that looked breakable.  Yukari quickly hit upon
the idea of lifting the top and using the broad, strong glass as
a platform to allow her access to the folders.

This is going to be bad, isn't it?

     It took some grunting and hitching up her skirt, but she
was able to climb up and sit sideways on the top while she took
out several empty folders from the half-empty box.  That done,
she rolled and spun to the side, accidentally mashing the control
panel with her thigh, so she was able to slide down to the floor.
Folders in hand, Yukari smoothed her skirt down and strode out
the door happily, never noticing the copy machine start spitting
out copy after copy into its tray.

Yep, thought as much. The fun of copy machines.

     The top of the school letterhead could be seen across one
side, having been pushed out of place, but not out of the picture
all together.  A little left of center was a picture of Hello
Kitty in coveralls, a pail and shovel at his feet, holding a sign
that said 'Tuesday'.  A faint crease could be made out running
down the center of the picture, and lines came in from each side,
getting to within about an inch and a half from each other.
Touga could make out that it was panties, now, and he could see
how a fold of what must have been skirt covered one corner, and a
little bit of skin had overlapped the hemline on one side of the
part of the panties that covered up what must have been....

     Touga blushed bright red, but grinned widely.  He didn't
know teachers would do things like this.  It was his duty, nay,
his trust as an office assistant to make sure that others saw
this.

DIdn't picture her with those kind of panties. Heh

     Shock and awe.

     "I can't believe those boys," Yomi murmured, blushing.

     "Heh, Tuesday," Osaka said, grinning.

Ha. Osaka's reaction is the best.

     One girl's trash.

     "I can't believe those boys were passing these out!" Yomi
says,

said

     They all nodded and threw them into the garbage can, then
walked away.
A few minutes later, when they were out of sight, Kaorin scuttled
back and fished hers out, tucking it carefully in her folder
before hurrying to keep up with the others.

Heh

     "Umm, the stationary, ma'am."

     "Ah."  Minamo digested this in silence for a moment, then,
improbably, her eyebrow rose higher.  "You were looking at the
stationary?"

Minamo: You little freak

     Not what it looks like.

     Yukari looked up to see the principal striding towards her
purposefully.

     "Excuse me, Miss Yukari, do you know anything about this?"
He handed her a confiscated copy of the printout.

     Yukari instantly recognized her own very characteristic
panties, and panicked as she felt the fear and embarrassment
creep up in her throat.  "It's not what it looks like!  I haven't
worn those in years, but my laundromat has been closed for a week
and I haven't had a chance to make it to another one!  They were
my last pair!"

Heh

     Still life pencil drawings of running shoes.  Pics of
Sakaki running.  Pics of Sakaki sitting at her school desk,
staring out the window.  A haunting watercolor of an empty school
desk in front of a window, the sun streaming in from the outside.
Pics of Sakaki in different clothes.  Pics of Sakaki, for lack of
a better word, looking cool.  One rather out of place picture of
an ice cube, which Kaorin had had a mind to delete for a while,
but had yet to do it.

Heh.

     A few more clicks later, Tomo went back to Google to
redefine her search parameters.

Hehehe.

Amusing set of vignettes. I enjoyed them greatly

DB Sommer

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