Just a dumb little idea I had. start the fic.
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Mousse walked into the cafe with a song in his heart and a smile on his face. It was another beautiful day for him to work with his beautiful Shampoo. Maybe if he was lucky she would only kick him in the face two times instead of the usual five.
He walked into the dinning room carrying a pitcher of water with a skip in his step. Mousse nearly dropped the pitcher as he saw an odd man with boxing gloves on his hands and a wrestler mask on an his egg shapped head was hitting on HIS Shampoo.
The odd man was named Strongbad and he was currently waving an American five dollar bill at girl. "Come ! I'll give this five dollars of bills!"
"For the last time, Shampoo never make out with odd egg head shaped man!"
"Come !"
Shampoo merely ignored the mexican wrestler as she started to walk back into the kitchen. Mousse on the other hand was very upset that this tiny little man was hitting on his not-a-girlfriend, he would put a stop to it for sure! But in his haste to kick the homewrecker out of the cafe he accidentally spilled all of the pitcher's water onto himself activating his Jusenkyo curse, changing him into a duck.
"QUACK!!! QUACK!!! QUACK!!!"
Mousse earned Strongbad's attenion as he speedily waddled over to him.
"What the crap?!"
"QUACK!!!"
"Hey lady, I think your roast duck is under cooked!"
"QUACK!!! QUACK!!!"
"Listen bird brain, I think I might actually have a chance with this babelien so beat it!"
"QUACK!!! QUACK!!! QUACK!!!"
"Can't you see Grandpa's trying to score a makeout session here?!"
"QUACK!!! QUACK!!!"
"Listen Donald, if you don't beat it I'm going to make sure you get a first class ticket to a skillet nap!!"
"QUACK!!! QUACK!!! QUUUUAAAACK!!!"
A multitude of throwing knives sprouted out of Mousse's feathers as he glared at Strongbad.
"Whoa...didn't really expect something like that....uh heh heh... look at you, you're like the termi-duck over here!"
Strongbad had never truly believed that a duck could growl but it was hard else to place what he was hearing.
Strongbad cleared his throat "Um okay you surprisingly cool duck, how about this for a deal? I feed you bread crumbs in a pond and you don't impail me with those sharp knives? Deal?"
Mousse responded with a menacing "Quack!"
If one were to be living down the street from the Nekohaten they would have seen Strongbad running from Mousse desparetly dodging knives and other weapons.
"SOMEBODY GET THIS FRICKEN DUCK AWAY FROM!!!" shouted Strongbad.
"QUACK!!!"
"Oh right, sorry. SOMEBODY GET THIS FRICKEN KILLER DUCK AWAY FROM ME!!!"