Neeny0113: Yeah, this is my first fanfic for this website. If you used to go on AnimeSpiral, I was known as FinalGirl, the author for the grammatically and nonsensical YYH fanfics. Here I am with my first-to-be-posted Prince of Tennis fanfic. Dun dun dun! The idea was inspired by a story read at school.
Warnings: Extreme OOC-ness with a cracky flavor.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tennis no Oujisama ;;
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In Another World…
…what if Momo were to gain weight in comparison to what he eats?
It was a clear day that day right before school at Seigaku. The sunshine was the sunshiniest it could ever be without hurting someone's eyes. The day was seemingly like every other. That was of course, until some strange force of nature (AKA the author) caused a chain of strange (and seemingly hilarious) events to happen. For now, let's continue onto the beginning of the practice of the locally famous Seigaku Tennis club.
"Everyone gather," Tezuka ordered. "For warm ups, we will be stretching for 5 minutes and running 10 laps"
"Anyone who can't run a lap in a minute," Inui's glasses glinted (very brightly I might add because the sun was the sunshiniest that day). "will have to drink my new drink prototype, Aozu 4.5."
Inui pulled out a pitcher of said drink. Everyone (except Tezuka and Fuji of course) cringed at the sight. The drink was blue of course; however there were green and red bubbles and the smoke was black. A few people passed out on the spot at the sight and smell of the drink. The other people just gulped at they finished up their stretched and ran.
After the warm ups, Tezuka ordered regulars on court A and B, sophomores on court C, and freshmen on court D. In the middle of practice, they noticed that everything seemed quieter.
"Echizen, where's Momoshiro?" Tezuka asked.
"I don't know. If I hadn't gotten sick of waiting around for him, I would've been late too," Ryoma shrugged.
"That's strange, Momo is usually never this late," Fuji pondered.
"What if something terrible happened to him?" Oishi started to ramble the possibilities until Eiji cut him off.
"I'm sure he's fine!" Eiji exclaimed.
"Momochan-sempai?" the ichinen trio chimed.
Everyone looked around and heard the locker room door slam closed. People were wondering what happened so of course Oishi is the first one to rip the door open. What they found was a disturbing sight. Well, for them because they're thin and in shape.
"AHH!!!" Momo wailed and then jumped behind the lockers.
Eiji was the first one to get out of the crowd and go examine Momo. Eiji almost fainted but instead of being overly dramatic, he screamed.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!! Something ate Momo!!!" Eiji screamed as he ran behind Oishi. "So-something ate Momo!!! Or at least replaced him! AAAAHHHH!!! ALIEN!!!"
"Kikumaru calm down," Inui said out from the crowd. He went to where Momo was trying to hide himself and then his glasses glinted.
Finally getting fed up with the lack of practice, Tezuka ordered everyone back to practice and marched to behind the locker banks and paled a little at the sight. Insert a whiny Momo here.
"You're already late and now you have disrupted practice. 50 laps!" Tezuka wailed as he pulled Momo out by his wrist and forced him in front of the other regulars.
There was a long pause and numerous gasps. It seems that Oishi opened the door at the wrong time so his shirt was off (A/N: Sorry to all those Momo fangirls for this image). In fact, the timing was so wrong, it was disturbing. Right now, standing in front of the regulars, was a freakishly pudgy Momo. The fact that his shirt was off just made it even more disgusting. You could seriously see all the flab and meat folds. Due to all the expressions on the regular's faces, Momo just cried.
"Mo-Momo, may-may we ask, wha-what happened to you?" Taka asked nervously.
"I don't even know what happened! I woke up this morning and I was just like this!" Momo poked his belly for the unneeded ripple effect which made everyone a little green. "My siblings didn't know who I was and even Kikumaru-sempai thinks something ate me! I'm ruined!"
"Well, you're not really ruined. I could create a drink that will take all that extra flab off," Inui smirked a bit.
Momo just cried.
School for Momo was pretty much torture. People who hated him before went up to him and asked to poke his belly. One person bumped into him by accident and his briefcase mysteriously disappeared. In short, it was pretty much filled with ridicule.
After school, Tezuka ended practice early so they could try to help Momo with his problem. Of course, Inui was already formulating a new drink to help Momo. In short, Inui was out of the circle of regular's in the locker room.
"This sucks. Nobody is facing me the right way anymore!" Momo whined. "For god's sake, Echizen has been avoiding me the ENTIRE day!"
"Shut up fat peach!" Kaidoh responded, obviously fed up.
"Don't call me fat," Momo was close to tears, like a sensitive girl being consulted about her weight.
"Wow, Momo can't even make a comeback," Eiji whispered to Oishi and he nodded.
"Guys, stop picking on Momo. Just calm down," Taka tried to calm everyone.
"Fssssssssssshhh."
Ryoma just pulled the hat downwards a little more. Momo just broke out crying after that, having lost his "fine toned figure". After awhile, Inui popped out of nowhere exclaiming that he finished the juice that would seemingly help Momo. Of course, nobody was expecting him to be back so soon as to the fact it can't take 20 minutes to make a juice and make sure it would help. So in short, everyone (except Fuji) had a feeling that the juice wasn't a juice at all. In fact, the pitcher Inui was holding up contained something that could hardly be classified as drinkable.
"I-Inui-sempai, what is that?" Momo asked, scared.
"Why it's my new drink of course!"
"Inui, that looks concentrated," Oishi gulped.
"Hm? Where did you get that silly idea?" Inui laughed because we all knew you're not supposed to drink, let alone eat concentrate of anything.
"There are lumps in it, nya!" Eiji gulped.
"Well those are the," Inui pondered for a bit which freaked Momo out even more. "Well, it's just good for you so drink up Momoshiro!"
And somewhere near Fudomine…
"Hm? What's that noise?" Ishida asked.
"That sounds like someone screaming. I pity whoever was screaming because it seems like whoever was screaming is quite a distance away. Something bad must have happened and we have yet to experience it yet. I wonder how long it will be until we will end up screaming like who ever was screaming right then. Of course, I don't want us to have to scream like that but if we will, I want to know when. It's good to be prepared," Shinji rambled on.
Back at Seigaku…
"Momo's not moving," Eiji was the first one to say it.
"Well, his body is seemingly deflating," Fuji pondered.
"What do we do now?" Taka asked.
"Stash the body in the bushes! After I finish this, I can sell it! I'll be rich for selling the fat lazy people out there something they can down to lose their flabbiness!" Inui chuckled.
"…mada mada dane," Ryoma mumbled, eyeing the seemingly dead body of Momo.
The next morning…
"Err…who was in charge of taking Momo home yesterday?" Eiji asked.
"Well…eheh…" Oishi rubbed the back of his head.
"At least he isn't obese anymore. There is a 78.4 percent chance that the weight he gained was proportional to what he eats. There is another 84.6 percent chance the strange force in nature we felt had something to do with it," Inui said.
"Guys," Momo said groggily. "I'm hungry."
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Neeny: So how was that for my first Prince of Tennis fanfic? Sucked, ne? Well, that was just my random idea. If any of you readers out there have an idea for what should happen to (a) character(s), then feel free to leave it in your review.