Disclaimer: I do not own Outlaw Star or any characters from Outlaw Star. I really wish I did though. I mean, it would be so much fun to own Harry. Oh yeah, I don't own Lucky Charms, mmkay?
Author's Note: Okay, so I got a little bored and I said I would be writing a comedy about Harry McDougall. Well, here's chapter one. It's pretty short, sorry. I promise to make chapter two longer. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
A Horrible Beginning
Harry McDougall walked down the street in an unusually chipper mood. His day had gone fairly well so far.
He got up, said good morning to his brother, ate his bowl of lucking charms, showered, and now he was on his way to see his beloved Melfina. His plan was to finally take his love away with him. Away from that idiotic Starwind. And they would be together at last.
Along the way, he stopped at the local flower shop to get a gift for his precious Mel. He stood for a while contemplating on what kind of flowers were deserving enough.
After a long moment of carefully observing every flower in the shop, he finally picked out the most luscious, red roses you could ever imagine. There wasn't a single imperfection on any one rose in the whole bunch. Now, having the perfect roses, Harry walked over to a small section of the store devoted to assorted chocolates. He examined each box and picked out the most expensive. Harry purchased his items and continued walking.
A few blocks later, he came to a small brick house. There was no car in the driveway meaning Starwind was out. He approached the front door and knocked softly. He heard someone coming to the door. Thinking it would be Melfina Harry grabbed the figure and gave it a deep kiss. It oddly tasted like sugar cookies.
The figure that was thought to be Mel struggled to push him back but Harry was too strong. It tried to mumble something but Harry wouldn't allow it. The from a near distance Harry heard a soft familiar voice. "Jim, who's at the door?"
Harry stopped. Then opened his eyes and immediately shoving the figure back. The figure had turned out to be Jim. Harry gave the traumatized boy a deadly glare making him scurry up the stairs screaming to Mel, "It's someone looking for you!"
