Animating Me
Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King. This is pretty old but I thought it was fun. And yesh, I am in it 0.o;;!
I glared at the beeping alarm clock. It was Monday, and to quote a certain fat feline, I hated Mondays. I had five minutes before school started, and was on the computer reading fanfic.
I thought of Shaman King, which was one of my favorite shows, and wondered what would happen if I were to be a character on the show.
I immediately agreed to myself I would probably annoy all the characters to death, and probably end up on Hao's barbeque (Yum...Author...). But I couldn't help wishing that I could go into the anime world.
Suddenly the floor began to shake, I screamed and felt something hard hit me. My knee's buckled and I was surrounded by darkness.
I shook my head and opened my eyes. Did I fall on my T.V., or did everything seem more cartoony then usual?
I rubbed my eyes but it stayed as it was.
Blinking I looked down at a puddle on the muddy ground. I gasped. I was a cartoon!
I had huge blue eyes and wavy brown hair to my shoulders. I was wearing a pink tank top and a faded denim mini skirt with rubber pink flip-flops. I felt like crying until I saw something off into the distance.
"Asakura...WAIT! THAT'S WERE YOH LIVES!" I danced around happily and ran to his house like there was no tomorrow.