Disclaimer I don't own Ouran. Or the Wizard of Oz.
"Are you sure you want to go? You know Daddy doesn't like when his Haruhi goes away. Daddy will miss you. Your grandmother really doesn't need to see you does she? Daddy also enjoys speaking in the third person..." The man in a blouse and a skirt fawned over his daughter, dressed in a light blue dress. She looked kind of embarrassed. She seemed to have a good reason though. Her dad was smothering her in hugs and kisses, and speaking in a very loud falsetto voice.
"Dad, I'm only going to be gone for three days. You don't need to worry. I'll be fine. Look, there's security. I really have to go now. My flight leaves in a half an hour. Bye Dad. See you in a couple days."
Haruhi's dad waved as she went through security. His eyes were filled with tears and his mascara was running. Haruhi sighed and went to board her plane.
She double and triple checked to make sure she was on the right plane, headed to Kansas, United States. She was excited to finally visit her grandmother, who had moved to America many years back. She found a good window seat, reclined her chair, and watched the plane take off. After takeoff, she fell asleep to the gentle hum of the engines.
Haruhi woke up again when the pilot announced that they would be headed into some turbulence. She fastened her seatbelt and looked out the window. The sky, which had looked so blue as they left Japan, was now in shades of grey and black. Lightning flashed occasionally, and thunder rumbled. Haruhi was afraid, but also curious at the same time. She looked intently out the window. Rain pelted her window, so the view wasn't very good. As she stared at the sky, Haruhi thought she saw a girl on a bike, pedaling through the storm. She turned to Haruhi and waved, a malicious smile on her face.
Assuming she was seeing things, Haruhi thought no more of her phantom biker as the pilot announced, "Folks, we're heading into a tornado. There's nothing we can do to prevent it. Everybody fasten your seatbelts and brace yourselves. This is gonna get rough."
The plane, shook twisted, and spun in terrifying maneuvers as the pilot tried to get out of the thunderstorm. But it was to no avail. The plane plunged down and down. The pilot finally regained some control as the plane hit the ground. Unfortunately for Haruhi, some flying debris had hit her seatbelt during the tornado. Her seatbelt had come undone, and she was pitched out of her window and onto the ground below.
"Ow," she muttered as she stood up. "Only I could get caught in a tornado on my way to my grandmother's." She rubbed her eyes and took in her first view of what she though was America. It was a world of bright colors and nice smells. This was not the polluted, over-crowded America she had heard about. "Hmm," she said aloud. "Somehow I get the feeling I'm not in Kansas."
A/N: This is my attempt to challenge myself and write a humorous fanfic. I'm not a depressing person, but that's all I can seem to write. So this is my challenge. Plus I was getting bored of Tamaki's depressing side. So he'll show up in all his fatherly glory. And BTW *spoiler* it was Beni on the bike, from Lobelia girl's academy.