A/N: I was just thinking yesterday on how funny the thought of Hanai singing this song would be, so I decided to write a ficlet on it. A one-shot... a crack fic. Whatever you wanna call it. So, enjoy! If you don't like it, then don't read it, genius!
Disclaimer: I do not in any way, shape or form own anything to do with School Rumble except a few DVD's and this fanfiction.
(From Tenma's P.O.V, of course! Teehee!)
I was sitting with Mikoto, Eri and Akira at lunch one day. Apparently the school had set up a carioke day or something like that. Everyone was all jumpy, and excited. I wanted to sing a song for Karasuma, but the list was already filled. So I sat with my three best friends, and talked about virtually nothing. As a few teachers quieted us down, someone from our class rushed up on stage. As usual, he was scanning the crowds for my sister. He stood there for a second, then music started playing. I recognized it from somewhere!
He started singing.
"Got an AK-47, well you know it makes me feel alright! Got an uzi by my pillow helps me sleep a little better at night. There's no feeling any greater than to, shoot first and ask questions later, cuz i'm... trigger happy, trigger happy every day."
By now, I was rolling on the floor, clutching my sides, laughing.
"Well you can't take my guns away I got a constitution alright. Yeah I gotta be ready if the commies attack us tonight. I'll blow their brains out with my smith and wesson, that otta teach 'em all a darn good lesson cuz I'm, trigger happy, trigger happy every day."
I turned to Mikoto and Eri. "I-Is this really happening?" I asked, still laughing. They both snorted. "I think so," Eri replied.
The song continued. "Well I accidentally shot daddy last night in the den. I mistaked him in the dark for a drug-crazed nazi again. Now why'd you have to get so mad? It was just a lousy flesh wound dad, and now I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day."
A drug-crazed Nazi? That was rather out of character for him to be saying, but it was funny nonetheless.
"Well I haven't figgured out the safety on my rifle yet. Little Fluffy took a round better take him to the vet. I filled that kitty cat so full of lead, we'll have to use him as a pencil instead. Now I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day."
I stood up, and looked around for Akira. I suspected she'd be somewhere around the door. Sure enough, there she stood, camera in hand. I giggled, and ran up to her side. "Akira, are those blackmail videos?"
She nodded, self-satisfied smirk in place. "Yep, for sure."
A/N: I know that wasn't the entire song, but that's all I felt like writing. I have to e somewhere real soon, so I hope you review this, and I... will shut up now. Review!