So, welcome peoples. Each of my other stories can't be updated right now, for various reasons. Ninja Sake, because nobody reviews or faves it, the rest because of the reasons listed in my profile and/or their summaries, so I decided to do another anime-to-reality fic, because my other one is my most well-liked story. Things have changed since I wrote that story though.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but me, and this specific story.
Prologue
Rewatching the Soul Eater series, and any other anime that comes to mind, while cuddling my Death the Kid plushie. That's how I've chosen to spend my first time being left home alone for more than a few hours. My parents have just left me alone for their month-long vacation, since I've finally been deemed self-sufficient enough, and (unwillingly) have my driver's license.
This would be so much more awesome if my besticle chesticle (Kill la Kill Abridged reference) hadn't just moved away. I feel so abandoned. *sniff* Ooh! Ooh! This is the first scene where Asura's adorable (yes, I know I'm crazy, thank you very much) face is shown! *squee* "KAWAII!" I scream, seeing his adorable face.
Suddenly, the power goes out, and the TV sparks, before there's a blinding flash of light. When my vision comes back, the power's back on the TV's off, and … there's … a bunch of unconscious anime characters on my floor. OH F# % THE HELL YES!
And that's the prologue. Wakey time next chapter.
Please don't flame! Or I'll sick the Kishin on you!
