Chapter 1:Billy
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Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King.
Yoh: Amidamaru, go to heaven! Ren is trying to take you.
Amidamaru: I will, lord Yoh. Goodbye. Perhaps we will meet one day in heaven.
Ren: No! He's gone! Fine. I'll go get a better ghost. (Ren leaves)
Billy: Hey Yoh! (a fat ghost in a chef hat black stubble on his cheeks appears.) I'm Billy! I'm your new personal ghost! I was a gourmet chef! With me, you can make the best soufflé known to man!
Yoh: Um.couldn't I get a, you know, .cooler ghost?
Billy: No! There aren't any other ghosts around! Anyway, your grandpa put a weird curse on us so that I had to be your ghost. He said something about teaching you a lesson.
Yoh: So, how did you die?
Billy: I died just a few weeks ago. I had a successful café, but McDonalds sued me for calling my store "McDonald Ducks", and for my famous deep-fried goose, "The delicious dead Donald Duck". I became a hobo in the alley next to my shop and lived off soufflés. But I died of starvation, not having the ingredient "hair of bat wing" for my most filling soufflé.
Yoh: Are you a good fighter?
Billy: No, but I make four kinds of excellent soufflés!
(Later that day) Manta: Yoh, this is a really good soufflé, although it tastes a bit weird.
Yoh: Billy made it. I hope he didn't use any hair of bat wing.
Manta: Ewww.
If you like this enough, please tell me in a review so I can add chap.2.
Note from the author: I've been told that a link to a Harry Potter story has been taking people here, but I heard that that problem was fixed. If it wasn't, please tell me in a review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King.
Yoh: Amidamaru, go to heaven! Ren is trying to take you.
Amidamaru: I will, lord Yoh. Goodbye. Perhaps we will meet one day in heaven.
Ren: No! He's gone! Fine. I'll go get a better ghost. (Ren leaves)
Billy: Hey Yoh! (a fat ghost in a chef hat black stubble on his cheeks appears.) I'm Billy! I'm your new personal ghost! I was a gourmet chef! With me, you can make the best soufflé known to man!
Yoh: Um.couldn't I get a, you know, .cooler ghost?
Billy: No! There aren't any other ghosts around! Anyway, your grandpa put a weird curse on us so that I had to be your ghost. He said something about teaching you a lesson.
Yoh: So, how did you die?
Billy: I died just a few weeks ago. I had a successful café, but McDonalds sued me for calling my store "McDonald Ducks", and for my famous deep-fried goose, "The delicious dead Donald Duck". I became a hobo in the alley next to my shop and lived off soufflés. But I died of starvation, not having the ingredient "hair of bat wing" for my most filling soufflé.
Yoh: Are you a good fighter?
Billy: No, but I make four kinds of excellent soufflés!
(Later that day) Manta: Yoh, this is a really good soufflé, although it tastes a bit weird.
Yoh: Billy made it. I hope he didn't use any hair of bat wing.
Manta: Ewww.
If you like this enough, please tell me in a review so I can add chap.2.