Benjamin A. Oliver wrote:

	As soon as she recalled those events, her head flared up once again in pain. 
"ACK!  Ow, ow, ow!"  Writhing in pain, she fell off her bed and landed on her
face, which made it worse. 
 

% Yes, landing on one's face tends to make head pains worse.

	It took a few minutes for the throbbing waves of agony to stop and the
endorphins to kick in, by which time her mother had entered the room.

	"Oh, good!  You're awake," said Kasumi as she pulled aside the curtains,
allowing the sunrise to spill in.  "It looks like you had a nasty fall
yesterday evening.  Your father had to bring you home.  What happened?"

	Like chunks of a badly frayed jigsaw puzzle, 

% you know, I can't picture a jigsaw puzzle fraying.

	"I AM THE FIRST HARBINGER OF DESTRUCTION!!" the robot bellowed through speakers
in its chest.  "YOU HAVE NO CHANCE TO SURVIVE!  SAY YOUR PRAYERS!  HA HA HA
HAAAA!!!"

	"The First Harbinger of Destruction," absently repeated the girl.  "How nice! 
Can you please grind up my head so it'll stop hurting?"

	"WITH PLEASURE!!"
 

% Heh

	The blonde grinned.  "Oh, there's no need to worry about having to think today.
It's not like we're going to have a pop quiz or anything, right?"

	Haruna-sensei walked in with a great big smile plastered all over her face. 
"Hello, class!  Guess what?  Today, we're starting off with a nice pop quiz! 
 

% It's Usagi's fault for jinxing them.

	"Ah, yes!  Right, right."  Terra blushed in embarassment, her pain almost
totally forgotten.  She glanced down at the page and found herself scribbling
out the answers.  "I'm done!"  She held up her paper for her teacher to grab.

	"You're done?!" asked Naru.  "I haven't even written my name down yet!"

	Terra snapped her fingers.  "I knew I forgot something."  She wrote her name at
the top of the quiz and held it up again.  "Done!  For real, this time."
 

% Heh

	There, on the window sill, sat a most peculiar creature.  At first, Terra
thought it might have been some sort of giant moth, which Japan was sometimes
famous for.  But then she saw the whiskers, the catlike face, the fins, and
tail, along with the odd green, black, and white pattern on its back, and
didn't know what to make of it.  What's more, it had a set of tools out and
just finished jimmying open the latch on her window.
 

% Heh

	"What does... R.B. stand for?"

	R.B. saluted.  "Tooth, mushrooms, n' th' ArbyFish way."

	"Nooo, your initials.  R.B.?"

	"Oh, R.B.?"  The ArbyFish thought about it.  "Roast Beef!"
 

% I thought as much.

	"A'course!  Ya gots ta 'ave paperwork.  Wot'd th' pencil pushers do if we
didn't?"
 

% Too true

	Arby squinted at her.  "Oh, not payin' for me services?"  He started to looked
angry and folded his flippers defiantly.  "Foine, then ya gets 'em for free!"

	"Er, what if I don't want them?"

	"That'd cost extra."
 

% Ah, illogical logic. Gotta love it. Trademark of your brand of humor.

	"They comes from th' Negamafoozleverse.  Ya gots ta foind 'em and whack 'em, ya
see."

	"And what's this about running around in a miniskirt, fighting evil?"
 

% Yeah. As Brackgaugh would say, prance around in skimpy leather armor 
and a giant serrated sword that can disembowel anything. That's the look 
for the magical girl of the new millenium.




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