It was another boring day at the Masaki household. Now that Jann Lee wasn't around, the girls didn't seem to have the energy to do anything anymore.
Kasumi, Tina, and Hitomi were sitting around the couch watching American professional wrestling on T.V.
"Really Tina, I don't know why you like watching these things." Kasumi sounded bored a she tried to get the remote control from the ditzy blonde's hands.
"What are you talking about Kasumi? This show is the best. It's not easy doing those moves you know." Tina responded trying to defend her show.
"Get a clue Tina," Hitomi interjected, "haven't you figured it out already that that thing is fake?"
"Yes, it's faker than Christie's bouncing breasts." Kasumi added, making sure her voice was loud enough to reach upstairs to Christie's room.
The remark of course did not go unnoticed by Christie who phased out of her room, pissed. "Oh yeah, what about your bouncing breast huh, princess?"
Brad Wong could be heard shouting in the dining room. "I drink to breasts," and gulped down a bottle of sake.
"I'll have you know that Itagaki has reduced by breast size during the last couple of games in the DOA series." Kasumi said matter-of-factly, shrugging her shoulder and turning her head away from the space pirate.
"Uh, who's Itagaki?" A confused Tina asked.
"Shut up Tina!" The girl screamed at her in unison.
"And professional wrestling is fake." Christie added.
Tina then bursts into tears. "Why are you all so mean to me? My fighting style isn't fake."
"Sure it is," continued Christie, "but not as fake as… 'Mugen Tenshin' style ninjutsu."
Kasumi raised an eye brow at her and snickered. "You mean your breast don't you?"
"I drink to breasts." Brad Wong shouted and proceeded to drink another bottle of sake again.
"That's it princess; I've had it with you and your attitude!" Christie charged up her energy. "Let's settle this once and for all."
"Hayabusa, Hayate." Kasumi called to her gardians and two log-like figures suddenly appeared to protect her.
Just then, Ayane walked in from the kitchen with Ryo-ohki in her arms. "Uh, Kasumi, what happened to Asaka and Kamadake?"
"Myah Myah? The cabbit added.
Kasumi glowered at her little sister, annoyed at the question. "I fired them!"
"Geez, lighten up Kasumi." Ayane shrunk back.
Before a single blast of energy could be fired though, Helena came in announcing her new invention. "I have a new invention."
"I drink to breasts." Brad Wong.
"I realize that tension have been high in this house since Jann Lee left." Helena continued. "That's why I invented this." Helena pulls out something that looks like a Karaoke machine. "I will soothe the tension with my beautiful voice."
"And how's that gonna help again?" A skeptical Christie questioned.
"Oh sorry," said Helena, running to her lab and returning quickly. "I mean…this."
She pulls out a star-shaped thing from behind her back.
"And how's that gonna help again?" A skeptical Christie questioned.
"Ah-ha…it may look like just an ordinary weird star-shaped thingie," explained Helena, "but it's not."
"No???" The girls spoke out in unison.
"No, it's an inter-dimensional portal that leads directly to Jann Lee's room in Tokyo."
"Helena you're a genius!" The girls spoke out in unison.
"I know." Helena stated nonchalantly. "Not to mention beautiful and talented."
Brad Wong walks in. "Hey Helena, where's your Karaoke machine? I wanna sing that Chumbawumba song."
author's note: I know, Lame. ::prepares to be burned at the stake::
Kasumi, Tina, and Hitomi were sitting around the couch watching American professional wrestling on T.V.
"Really Tina, I don't know why you like watching these things." Kasumi sounded bored a she tried to get the remote control from the ditzy blonde's hands.
"What are you talking about Kasumi? This show is the best. It's not easy doing those moves you know." Tina responded trying to defend her show.
"Get a clue Tina," Hitomi interjected, "haven't you figured it out already that that thing is fake?"
"Yes, it's faker than Christie's bouncing breasts." Kasumi added, making sure her voice was loud enough to reach upstairs to Christie's room.
The remark of course did not go unnoticed by Christie who phased out of her room, pissed. "Oh yeah, what about your bouncing breast huh, princess?"
Brad Wong could be heard shouting in the dining room. "I drink to breasts," and gulped down a bottle of sake.
"I'll have you know that Itagaki has reduced by breast size during the last couple of games in the DOA series." Kasumi said matter-of-factly, shrugging her shoulder and turning her head away from the space pirate.
"Uh, who's Itagaki?" A confused Tina asked.
"Shut up Tina!" The girl screamed at her in unison.
"And professional wrestling is fake." Christie added.
Tina then bursts into tears. "Why are you all so mean to me? My fighting style isn't fake."
"Sure it is," continued Christie, "but not as fake as… 'Mugen Tenshin' style ninjutsu."
Kasumi raised an eye brow at her and snickered. "You mean your breast don't you?"
"I drink to breasts." Brad Wong shouted and proceeded to drink another bottle of sake again.
"That's it princess; I've had it with you and your attitude!" Christie charged up her energy. "Let's settle this once and for all."
"Hayabusa, Hayate." Kasumi called to her gardians and two log-like figures suddenly appeared to protect her.
Just then, Ayane walked in from the kitchen with Ryo-ohki in her arms. "Uh, Kasumi, what happened to Asaka and Kamadake?"
"Myah Myah? The cabbit added.
Kasumi glowered at her little sister, annoyed at the question. "I fired them!"
"Geez, lighten up Kasumi." Ayane shrunk back.
Before a single blast of energy could be fired though, Helena came in announcing her new invention. "I have a new invention."
"I drink to breasts." Brad Wong.
"I realize that tension have been high in this house since Jann Lee left." Helena continued. "That's why I invented this." Helena pulls out something that looks like a Karaoke machine. "I will soothe the tension with my beautiful voice."
"And how's that gonna help again?" A skeptical Christie questioned.
"Oh sorry," said Helena, running to her lab and returning quickly. "I mean…this."
She pulls out a star-shaped thing from behind her back.
"And how's that gonna help again?" A skeptical Christie questioned.
"Ah-ha…it may look like just an ordinary weird star-shaped thingie," explained Helena, "but it's not."
"No???" The girls spoke out in unison.
"No, it's an inter-dimensional portal that leads directly to Jann Lee's room in Tokyo."
"Helena you're a genius!" The girls spoke out in unison.
"I know." Helena stated nonchalantly. "Not to mention beautiful and talented."
Brad Wong walks in. "Hey Helena, where's your Karaoke machine? I wanna sing that Chumbawumba song."
author's note: I know, Lame. ::prepares to be burned at the stake::