Eriol and the Purple Spool of Thread
By: Wings of Fire
No comment.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this. My friend, Zenith Sapphire, is responsible for the storyline.
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Eriol lay on the staplers couch, thinking about what happened in the past few days. He had fallen in love with some thread, cheated on her with a stapler, and had a confrontation with both of them. Oh, how he wished he could go back to his old life, with the Card Mistress, his cute little decendant, and their unofficial vidiographer. Ahhhhh........Tomoyo.......she was his first love.......until she found he could talk to office supplies. Nobody liked him after that...well, no human at least. He even missed his guardians. What he wouldn't give to see Nakuru glomp Touya again. He didn't really remember why he killed his guardians. Then a certain memory struck up in his head.
~*~{FlashBack}~*~
"NAKURU!!!!!!! HOW DARE YOU TURN OFF THE TV WHEN THE DISCOVERY CHANNEL CARTOONS ARE ON! THE WERE JUST DESCRIBING ABOUT HOW TINK-WINKY'S MATE!!! YOU IDIOT! YOU GOT MASHED POTATOES ON MY PRECIOUS CHAIR!!!!!!! YOU SHALL PAY!!!!!!"
"Ummmm......You say potato, I say potato?" Nakuru replied weakly, shivering under her masters' rage.
"TO MAKE SURE YOU THIS NEVER HAPPENS AGAIN, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!"
"Master! You can't! I'm your guardian remember?" She started to panic. "I protect you! I promise it will never happen again! Please! MASTE-
"Hahahahaha.........No more Nakuru! I bet that cute little Suppi-chan had something to do with this to..." Eriol muttered to himself, walking into the bedroom.
*Screams could be heard from the next room*
~*~{End}~*~
The sound of the mail slot opening woke Eriol from his daydreams. "Ah...Better get the mail." He said as he got of the couch. He returned, looking through a small bundle of papers. "Junk, Bill, Bill, Bill, Junk, Hmmm...What's this?" He said, while he looked at a strange envelope. It was addressed to him, even though he didn't live there. He opened it and it read:
Dear Eriol Hiiragizawa,
You have been asked to come to our set and join us in one of our upcoming episodes. You will be staying at the Blue Phoenix Inn, next to our stage set. you ticket is included, as is the ticket for the other resident in your household. All the expenses are paid for. You will be staying for one week. Thank you for your cooperation.
The Staff From The Jerry Springer Show
"This is going to be an interesting week......" Eriol thought solemnly.
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On the Jerry Springer Set
Welcome to Jerry Springer! I'm your host, Jerry Springer!!!!! Let's bring out our first couple shall we? First we have someone or more accurately something', Come on out, Violet T. String! The thread walks out and there are gasps from the crowd. "Hi Everyone!" says the thread. "So Violet, Why are you here?"
"Because My Husband Cheated On Me! WITH a STAPLER!
::more gasps from the crowd::
"Well, lets bring the guy out here now! Meet Eriol Hiiragizawa!" "And the Stapler!"
::boos form the crowd::
Tell us why you did this Eriol." Jerry asked of him "Well I fell in lov-
::mental ex-lover glue-gun bursts in::
"ERIOL! YOU SAID YOU'D ALWAYS LOVE ME!!!" "Hey...you ladies are kinda cute..." the Glue-Gun says to the stapler and thread."Wanna come with me?" The Stapler and Thread go with the Glue-Gun, but not before the Thread pokes Eriols' eye out with a needle.
::moans can be heard from behind the locked staff-room door::
Eriol starts to cry with his remaining eye. Then a bunch of men, dressed in police uniforms, go up to Eriol and say:
"I'm sorry, but you are arrested for shoplifting a stapler from Office Max."
He was handcuffed and taken away.
THE END!
That was the final chapter! This is the END! I HADE TO RETYPE EVERY SINGLE STORY I HAD TONIGHT! PLUS, I UPLOADED AN ENTIRE NEW FIC BEFORE THAT!!! MY FINGERS ARE DEAD! NO MORE TYPING!!!!! Good night. Ja!
By: Wings of Fire
No comment.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this. My friend, Zenith Sapphire, is responsible for the storyline.
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Eriol lay on the staplers couch, thinking about what happened in the past few days. He had fallen in love with some thread, cheated on her with a stapler, and had a confrontation with both of them. Oh, how he wished he could go back to his old life, with the Card Mistress, his cute little decendant, and their unofficial vidiographer. Ahhhhh........Tomoyo.......she was his first love.......until she found he could talk to office supplies. Nobody liked him after that...well, no human at least. He even missed his guardians. What he wouldn't give to see Nakuru glomp Touya again. He didn't really remember why he killed his guardians. Then a certain memory struck up in his head.
~*~{FlashBack}~*~
"NAKURU!!!!!!! HOW DARE YOU TURN OFF THE TV WHEN THE DISCOVERY CHANNEL CARTOONS ARE ON! THE WERE JUST DESCRIBING ABOUT HOW TINK-WINKY'S MATE!!! YOU IDIOT! YOU GOT MASHED POTATOES ON MY PRECIOUS CHAIR!!!!!!! YOU SHALL PAY!!!!!!"
"Ummmm......You say potato, I say potato?" Nakuru replied weakly, shivering under her masters' rage.
"TO MAKE SURE YOU THIS NEVER HAPPENS AGAIN, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!"
"Master! You can't! I'm your guardian remember?" She started to panic. "I protect you! I promise it will never happen again! Please! MASTE-
"Hahahahaha.........No more Nakuru! I bet that cute little Suppi-chan had something to do with this to..." Eriol muttered to himself, walking into the bedroom.
*Screams could be heard from the next room*
~*~{End}~*~
The sound of the mail slot opening woke Eriol from his daydreams. "Ah...Better get the mail." He said as he got of the couch. He returned, looking through a small bundle of papers. "Junk, Bill, Bill, Bill, Junk, Hmmm...What's this?" He said, while he looked at a strange envelope. It was addressed to him, even though he didn't live there. He opened it and it read:
Dear Eriol Hiiragizawa,
You have been asked to come to our set and join us in one of our upcoming episodes. You will be staying at the Blue Phoenix Inn, next to our stage set. you ticket is included, as is the ticket for the other resident in your household. All the expenses are paid for. You will be staying for one week. Thank you for your cooperation.
The Staff From The Jerry Springer Show
"This is going to be an interesting week......" Eriol thought solemnly.
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On the Jerry Springer Set
Welcome to Jerry Springer! I'm your host, Jerry Springer!!!!! Let's bring out our first couple shall we? First we have someone or more accurately something', Come on out, Violet T. String! The thread walks out and there are gasps from the crowd. "Hi Everyone!" says the thread. "So Violet, Why are you here?"
"Because My Husband Cheated On Me! WITH a STAPLER!
::more gasps from the crowd::
"Well, lets bring the guy out here now! Meet Eriol Hiiragizawa!" "And the Stapler!"
::boos form the crowd::
Tell us why you did this Eriol." Jerry asked of him "Well I fell in lov-
::mental ex-lover glue-gun bursts in::
"ERIOL! YOU SAID YOU'D ALWAYS LOVE ME!!!" "Hey...you ladies are kinda cute..." the Glue-Gun says to the stapler and thread."Wanna come with me?" The Stapler and Thread go with the Glue-Gun, but not before the Thread pokes Eriols' eye out with a needle.
::moans can be heard from behind the locked staff-room door::
Eriol starts to cry with his remaining eye. Then a bunch of men, dressed in police uniforms, go up to Eriol and say:
"I'm sorry, but you are arrested for shoplifting a stapler from Office Max."
He was handcuffed and taken away.
THE END!
That was the final chapter! This is the END! I HADE TO RETYPE EVERY SINGLE STORY I HAD TONIGHT! PLUS, I UPLOADED AN ENTIRE NEW FIC BEFORE THAT!!! MY FINGERS ARE DEAD! NO MORE TYPING!!!!! Good night. Ja!
