Melicia's Bishomon Adventures - Part One
By Arc-Chan
Note: This is a parody-fan-fic to another fan-fic that I wrote. It actually sort of started out as a really crappy comic, but whatever, ya know? Anyway, this is gonna be short like all the other fics. -.-; I'm a big fan of Dragonlance, so expect to see a lot of those people. ^.^()
**Start: Part One**
Melicia and her pokebisho, Palin Majere, traversed the countryside, looking for adventure. Well, at least one of them was looking. Palin was wary of the dangers of the wild outdoors, but he had never complained; not until they reached the bishie cave, that is.
"I don't know," he said quietly, eyeing the gaping tunnel leading inside ominously. "There might be some pretty powerful bishomon in there."
"Such as?" Melicia countered defiantly, grinning in a way that reminded Palin of someone.
"Well, I was just thinking of someone, but the way you're looking at this place remind me of my uncle." Palin crossed his arms. The notion was somewhat inviting, but he didn't know whether Raistlin would really want to have any visitors after being termed a "bishomon". He didn't find it likely, either, that Raistlin would enjoy the cramped space of a bishoball any more than he favored his old war tent.
"I wouldn't mind running into Raistlin!" Melicia exclaimed, causing a rather disturbing echo. "Just so long as Dalamar is there, too."
Palin simply sighed, seeing this argument a complete waste. He followed her inside, and began to take note of anything suspicious.
When they went further inside, he took his uncle's staff, the Staff of Magius, and raised it high. "Shirak!" he commanded, and the staff lit with an eerie light from the depths of the crystal clutched in the dragon's claw atop the staff. Palin grimaced. "Melicia, don't you think these run-on sentances are a little impeding?"
"Nonsense!" Melicia said, and she chortled. "Run-on sentances are the key to making a perfectly good fan-fic! Didn't you know?" She stopped and looked over at Palin.
"Well, the thing I thought was the key to a good fan-fic was a good author. Evidentally this isn't much of a good one." Palin sighed and kept walking, illuminating the cavern along the way.
Melicia kept close, looking for any suspicious-type outlets to the tunnel. Apparently this wouldn't be like the typical cavernous caves most trainers were accustomed to. Either that, or the author, as Palin had guessed it, was more or less lazy.
**End: Part One**
By Arc-Chan
Note: This is a parody-fan-fic to another fan-fic that I wrote. It actually sort of started out as a really crappy comic, but whatever, ya know? Anyway, this is gonna be short like all the other fics. -.-; I'm a big fan of Dragonlance, so expect to see a lot of those people. ^.^()
**Start: Part One**
Melicia and her pokebisho, Palin Majere, traversed the countryside, looking for adventure. Well, at least one of them was looking. Palin was wary of the dangers of the wild outdoors, but he had never complained; not until they reached the bishie cave, that is.
"I don't know," he said quietly, eyeing the gaping tunnel leading inside ominously. "There might be some pretty powerful bishomon in there."
"Such as?" Melicia countered defiantly, grinning in a way that reminded Palin of someone.
"Well, I was just thinking of someone, but the way you're looking at this place remind me of my uncle." Palin crossed his arms. The notion was somewhat inviting, but he didn't know whether Raistlin would really want to have any visitors after being termed a "bishomon". He didn't find it likely, either, that Raistlin would enjoy the cramped space of a bishoball any more than he favored his old war tent.
"I wouldn't mind running into Raistlin!" Melicia exclaimed, causing a rather disturbing echo. "Just so long as Dalamar is there, too."
Palin simply sighed, seeing this argument a complete waste. He followed her inside, and began to take note of anything suspicious.
When they went further inside, he took his uncle's staff, the Staff of Magius, and raised it high. "Shirak!" he commanded, and the staff lit with an eerie light from the depths of the crystal clutched in the dragon's claw atop the staff. Palin grimaced. "Melicia, don't you think these run-on sentances are a little impeding?"
"Nonsense!" Melicia said, and she chortled. "Run-on sentances are the key to making a perfectly good fan-fic! Didn't you know?" She stopped and looked over at Palin.
"Well, the thing I thought was the key to a good fan-fic was a good author. Evidentally this isn't much of a good one." Palin sighed and kept walking, illuminating the cavern along the way.
Melicia kept close, looking for any suspicious-type outlets to the tunnel. Apparently this wouldn't be like the typical cavernous caves most trainers were accustomed to. Either that, or the author, as Palin had guessed it, was more or less lazy.
**End: Part One**