Hello! This is a strange fic I wrote while trying to get rid of a major case of writer's block. [but I still have it... .] In any case, this is just a teaser fic. Shall I consider my strange ways of writer's block-themed fanfiction? Probably not, because this one doesn't have much of a plot.... [The plot is: I'm searching for a plot! .] Anyway... I'd love to get some reviews and tell me if I should continue it or not! Thank you and enjoy!
"Whatcha doin'?" asked a high-pitched voice from behind me. I turned around to notice it was the brown haired hyper girl, Wakaba.
"I'm trying to write a fanfic!" I exclaimed.
"Oh," she said, looked slightly sad. "Can I help?" she asked.
I rolled my eyes. What could I do to stop her?
"Fine," I mumbled, pulling out a chair beside my desk. Wakaba happily plopped down into it and leaned forward, eager to write.
"Where do we start?" she asked.
"With a plot," I grumbled, inspecting my nails.
"Which will be...?" she questioned.
"Dunno," I replied, filing my nails with a filer I had pulled out of the same dimension fans and mallets come from.
"How about a yuri fic with me and my love, Utena?" cried Wakaba.
I looked up from my filing, giving her a questioning look.
"How about not," I said, turning back to my nails.
"Fine," she grumbled. "How about a romantic of me and Akio-san!"
"Akio's a butt-faced jerk," I answered, not looking up.
"You called?" rang a deep voice.
"Crap," I muttered, inspecting my nails once more.
"Why so glum?" asked Akio, pulling up a chair next to our two. "A fanfic, I see. Why not me by lovely Tenjou?"
Wakaba tugged on his ponytail.
"Utena-sama is MINE, ya hear? Besides, you have Kanae... Akio-sama!"
Akio smiled.
"Akio-sama... I like the sound of that..."
"Oh! Come on!" I declared. "You sound like you've never heard the title before! Now then, you two don't HELP ME soon, I'll write a lemon of Akio x Touga... Hey... That's a cute couple..." I smiled evilly, resting my carefully manicured fingers on the keyboard.
"Eep! OK! I'll help!" cried Akio, jumping out of his chair to hold me against my chair. "Why not a lemon of me x Utena?"
"YOU by Utena? Lemon of me by Utena-sama!" corrected Wakaba.
"No lemons!" I cried.
"But you said of me x Touga-" started Akio.
"That was just a lie," I said, smirking.
Akio finally stopped holding onto me and sat back down. I relaxed and grabbed a bottle of ruby red nail polish.
"How about a gory fanfic about a romantic vampire... ess...?" asked Akio.
"How about I grab my katana?" I retorted.
"Your plastic ninja sword?"
"Shut up. My KATANA is very powerful and it-"
"Can smash into the souls of the Gods!" exclaimed a Chibi Lina, popping out of nowhere.
"No crossovers!" I cried, pushing the Chibi Lina's head to force her back to the Slayers dimension.
Once Chibi Lina had disappeared, I sat back down, unscrewing the top of the nail polish and started to paint my left thumb.
"Where was I?" I asked in a relaxed position.
"Saying how hot you think I am," prompted Akio. However, the only thing his comment prompted was a rather hard smack.
"A plot," said a voice.
I turned to see Miki at the doorway. I smirked contently, happy to have someone useful on the team and painted my index finger as I considered what to write about once more.
So, what did you think? Shall I continue it or not? I personally like the disk I'm using to save this on [pretty clear red!], so I'll gladly continue the fic! [I have warped logic...] Well, review away! ...Or not...
"Whatcha doin'?" asked a high-pitched voice from behind me. I turned around to notice it was the brown haired hyper girl, Wakaba.
"I'm trying to write a fanfic!" I exclaimed.
"Oh," she said, looked slightly sad. "Can I help?" she asked.
I rolled my eyes. What could I do to stop her?
"Fine," I mumbled, pulling out a chair beside my desk. Wakaba happily plopped down into it and leaned forward, eager to write.
"Where do we start?" she asked.
"With a plot," I grumbled, inspecting my nails.
"Which will be...?" she questioned.
"Dunno," I replied, filing my nails with a filer I had pulled out of the same dimension fans and mallets come from.
"How about a yuri fic with me and my love, Utena?" cried Wakaba.
I looked up from my filing, giving her a questioning look.
"How about not," I said, turning back to my nails.
"Fine," she grumbled. "How about a romantic of me and Akio-san!"
"Akio's a butt-faced jerk," I answered, not looking up.
"You called?" rang a deep voice.
"Crap," I muttered, inspecting my nails once more.
"Why so glum?" asked Akio, pulling up a chair next to our two. "A fanfic, I see. Why not me by lovely Tenjou?"
Wakaba tugged on his ponytail.
"Utena-sama is MINE, ya hear? Besides, you have Kanae... Akio-sama!"
Akio smiled.
"Akio-sama... I like the sound of that..."
"Oh! Come on!" I declared. "You sound like you've never heard the title before! Now then, you two don't HELP ME soon, I'll write a lemon of Akio x Touga... Hey... That's a cute couple..." I smiled evilly, resting my carefully manicured fingers on the keyboard.
"Eep! OK! I'll help!" cried Akio, jumping out of his chair to hold me against my chair. "Why not a lemon of me x Utena?"
"YOU by Utena? Lemon of me by Utena-sama!" corrected Wakaba.
"No lemons!" I cried.
"But you said of me x Touga-" started Akio.
"That was just a lie," I said, smirking.
Akio finally stopped holding onto me and sat back down. I relaxed and grabbed a bottle of ruby red nail polish.
"How about a gory fanfic about a romantic vampire... ess...?" asked Akio.
"How about I grab my katana?" I retorted.
"Your plastic ninja sword?"
"Shut up. My KATANA is very powerful and it-"
"Can smash into the souls of the Gods!" exclaimed a Chibi Lina, popping out of nowhere.
"No crossovers!" I cried, pushing the Chibi Lina's head to force her back to the Slayers dimension.
Once Chibi Lina had disappeared, I sat back down, unscrewing the top of the nail polish and started to paint my left thumb.
"Where was I?" I asked in a relaxed position.
"Saying how hot you think I am," prompted Akio. However, the only thing his comment prompted was a rather hard smack.
"A plot," said a voice.
I turned to see Miki at the doorway. I smirked contently, happy to have someone useful on the team and painted my index finger as I considered what to write about once more.
So, what did you think? Shall I continue it or not? I personally like the disk I'm using to save this on [pretty clear red!], so I'll gladly continue the fic! [I have warped logic...] Well, review away! ...Or not...