Disclaimer/Intro Omake Theatre: 'Starry Night'
Fireflies were soaring around the Masaki Residence in swarms, lighting up the area in swirling displays of illumination, almost as if the house was surrounded by sparkling pollen. A small group wanders around the patio. Something that sounds like a wind-chime is heard from the inside, and the shoji door opens. A short boy who does not yet look like a man steps out wearing a simple pair of faded jeans that looked a waist size too small, and a beat-up T-shirt sporting the logo 'Nekomi Tech' emblazoned across the back, with a smaller breast patch in the front. He gazes towards the darkness and blinks while stepping back, his spiky hair staying still all the while.
"Umm. Bell, I think it's your cue." The man-child stutters out, a bit embarrassed.
"What a loser." came a juvenile-sounding voice from inside.
"Hey, lay off brat." Was a reply heard from inside, having a velvet tone.
"Um, oh my." Was the third voice, and soft padding was heard, until another figure stepped through the opening into the Masaki Residence. The figure was a Caucasian looking female, she had streaking dirty-blond hair which hand strands that seemed to defy gravity and cerulean eyes. She was clad in Scandinavian robes complete with bangles, and quasi-socks. The young woman looked shyly at the boy, who returned the same expression. She wore no make-up, yet she possessed two triangles near her cheekbones with a slit on her forehead, all a very dark shade of blue.
She was then shoved forward onto him by someone's arm. Another woman appears, this one older. Although she wielded Caucasian facial structure, she had a mocha-bronze skin tone that no amount of tanning would have given a normal person. Topping it off were locks of platinum hair which too, seemed to defy gravity. "Let's get this show on the road younger sister," she said with a bored air, as she made her way onto the patio. She was wearing another robe, although this one was a bit risqué, with it being a violet hue of blue with tiger stripes serving as the trim. Like her predecessor, she too possessed facial markings, all three were triangles. "Come on Belldandy, get this over with so I can get back to Ultraman!" She whined, annoyed at the prospect of missing her show.
Belldandy, as the first one was named, was too busy, having knocked over the lone male onto the decking, and mysteriously ending up underneath him with his hands splayed just to the sides of her head, his knees straddling her. "Umm, K-Keiichi-san, c-can you p-please." She stuttered as her cheeks were turning rosy with embarrassment. Belldandy turned her head towards the house so that her face was obscured.
"Uh, of course." Keiichi wavered as he slowly got off of the stricken Belldandy. "Urd." he growled at the older sister, who was trying to look as if she had not staged the incident.
"What are you looking at Kei-chan?" The platinum-haired Urd said, trying to not crack a smirk.
"Eeek! Pervert, don't harass my sister!" Yelled the youthful voice again, filled with indignation and anger at what she had just seen. Keiichi was thrown back by the sheer force of her words. She stomped up to Urd and turned her wrath on her instead. "You, how could you let him do this to elder sister! I knew I should have brought Banpei!" At this one could see Keiichi flinch in fear. This diminutive little spitfire wore clothes more typical to the heroines of Shojo manga, heavily laced with shades of pink, complete with funny shoes. To complete the look was a croquet mallet slung across her back, shaft in pink, head in red. Of all of the three girls, with her dark eyes and black hair, this one seemed the most Japanese.
"Um. Keiichi-san?" Belldandy meekly called out to him, pointing at his face. "It seems that Skuld has marked you." Keiichi only sighed while Urd began to giggle while Skuld just 'hmmphed', and went into a stern akimbo pose. She was shocked however when Belldandy took her hand and proceeded to erase the imprinted kanji of 'eek', 'pervert', and 'harass' all over his face.
"Umm, as much as I hate to ruin this moment between the two lovers," Urd quipped cupidly, failing to suppress a smile. "Remember, what we were sent here to do."
"Th-that's right!" the two subjects said in unison, eager to shift the attention elsewhere.
Belldandy then stood upright with the rest of the group standing beside her. "We have been sent to inform you, the reader, of the following." She paused to set the tone, and continued on, staring straight into the night as if it were the audience. "The author makes no claim to the characters of 'Tenchi Muyo!' in any way, shape or form. He does not, and will not, seek profit from his writing. The only item the author lays claim to is the writing, all of which is his, and any similarities to existing fics, are coincidental and unintentional."
Keiichi took the time to take over for Belldandy, mustering up what dignity he could. "All 'Tenchi Muyo!' characters belong to AIC and Pioneer respectively. If either party seeks to find trouble with this writing effort, all they need to do is contact the author, and all copies existing to the author's awareness, will be removed from the internet." He paused, having no more to say. "Umm. is that it?" He whispered to the rest of the group.
"No, dummy!" Skuld said quite loudly, causing Keiichi to grumble while Urd and Belldandy simply winced and shook their heads. "The author would also like us to inform the readers that this fic is unconventional. Meaning, the normal pairings need not apply. Whoever these 'AHRLI' and 'RHALI' people are," Skuld paused, unfamiliar with the words. "Whatever, whoever they are, they should be warned that the story is not about T/R or T/A," Skuld shook her head again, lost, not knowing the terminology. "It is simply a continuation of the OAV and it does not focus on the pairings at all."
Urd looked around as the other three looked at her, prompting her to do something. "Wha-oh yeah, the author would also like to inform the readers that he does not lay claim to any of us. in his dreams," she added under her breath. "We belong and work for the entity known as Kami-sama, AKA Kosuke Fujishima." Urd stopped her announcement and looked around, "who are we talking to anyway? Whatever, I want to go back to the temple now."
All four characters sighed in relief at having their job done. "Hey, Tenchi, check what's making that racket down there!" rang a man's voice. All the characters eye's bugged out and they panicked, scurrying to find a way of escape. Belldandy and Skuld found two brooms, and Keiichi hitched a ride with Belldandy, leaving a startled Urd behind.
"You guys, I swear!" Urd sighed in relief as she found a vintage vacuum cleaner, and straddling the shiny tubular exterior, grabbed the hose and tried to get it to take to the air. "Hi-yo Silver, Awaaaaay!" With that the machine sputtered somewhat, but took off into the night sky.
Tenchi poked his head out the open sliding door and saw nothing except three twinkling stars when he looked up into the sky. "Nothing here dad, must be hearing things." Tenchi just shrugged as he took one last look, and shut the door softly behind him.
Fireflies were soaring around the Masaki Residence in swarms, lighting up the area in swirling displays of illumination, almost as if the house was surrounded by sparkling pollen. A small group wanders around the patio. Something that sounds like a wind-chime is heard from the inside, and the shoji door opens. A short boy who does not yet look like a man steps out wearing a simple pair of faded jeans that looked a waist size too small, and a beat-up T-shirt sporting the logo 'Nekomi Tech' emblazoned across the back, with a smaller breast patch in the front. He gazes towards the darkness and blinks while stepping back, his spiky hair staying still all the while.
"Umm. Bell, I think it's your cue." The man-child stutters out, a bit embarrassed.
"What a loser." came a juvenile-sounding voice from inside.
"Hey, lay off brat." Was a reply heard from inside, having a velvet tone.
"Um, oh my." Was the third voice, and soft padding was heard, until another figure stepped through the opening into the Masaki Residence. The figure was a Caucasian looking female, she had streaking dirty-blond hair which hand strands that seemed to defy gravity and cerulean eyes. She was clad in Scandinavian robes complete with bangles, and quasi-socks. The young woman looked shyly at the boy, who returned the same expression. She wore no make-up, yet she possessed two triangles near her cheekbones with a slit on her forehead, all a very dark shade of blue.
She was then shoved forward onto him by someone's arm. Another woman appears, this one older. Although she wielded Caucasian facial structure, she had a mocha-bronze skin tone that no amount of tanning would have given a normal person. Topping it off were locks of platinum hair which too, seemed to defy gravity. "Let's get this show on the road younger sister," she said with a bored air, as she made her way onto the patio. She was wearing another robe, although this one was a bit risqué, with it being a violet hue of blue with tiger stripes serving as the trim. Like her predecessor, she too possessed facial markings, all three were triangles. "Come on Belldandy, get this over with so I can get back to Ultraman!" She whined, annoyed at the prospect of missing her show.
Belldandy, as the first one was named, was too busy, having knocked over the lone male onto the decking, and mysteriously ending up underneath him with his hands splayed just to the sides of her head, his knees straddling her. "Umm, K-Keiichi-san, c-can you p-please." She stuttered as her cheeks were turning rosy with embarrassment. Belldandy turned her head towards the house so that her face was obscured.
"Uh, of course." Keiichi wavered as he slowly got off of the stricken Belldandy. "Urd." he growled at the older sister, who was trying to look as if she had not staged the incident.
"What are you looking at Kei-chan?" The platinum-haired Urd said, trying to not crack a smirk.
"Eeek! Pervert, don't harass my sister!" Yelled the youthful voice again, filled with indignation and anger at what she had just seen. Keiichi was thrown back by the sheer force of her words. She stomped up to Urd and turned her wrath on her instead. "You, how could you let him do this to elder sister! I knew I should have brought Banpei!" At this one could see Keiichi flinch in fear. This diminutive little spitfire wore clothes more typical to the heroines of Shojo manga, heavily laced with shades of pink, complete with funny shoes. To complete the look was a croquet mallet slung across her back, shaft in pink, head in red. Of all of the three girls, with her dark eyes and black hair, this one seemed the most Japanese.
"Um. Keiichi-san?" Belldandy meekly called out to him, pointing at his face. "It seems that Skuld has marked you." Keiichi only sighed while Urd began to giggle while Skuld just 'hmmphed', and went into a stern akimbo pose. She was shocked however when Belldandy took her hand and proceeded to erase the imprinted kanji of 'eek', 'pervert', and 'harass' all over his face.
"Umm, as much as I hate to ruin this moment between the two lovers," Urd quipped cupidly, failing to suppress a smile. "Remember, what we were sent here to do."
"Th-that's right!" the two subjects said in unison, eager to shift the attention elsewhere.
Belldandy then stood upright with the rest of the group standing beside her. "We have been sent to inform you, the reader, of the following." She paused to set the tone, and continued on, staring straight into the night as if it were the audience. "The author makes no claim to the characters of 'Tenchi Muyo!' in any way, shape or form. He does not, and will not, seek profit from his writing. The only item the author lays claim to is the writing, all of which is his, and any similarities to existing fics, are coincidental and unintentional."
Keiichi took the time to take over for Belldandy, mustering up what dignity he could. "All 'Tenchi Muyo!' characters belong to AIC and Pioneer respectively. If either party seeks to find trouble with this writing effort, all they need to do is contact the author, and all copies existing to the author's awareness, will be removed from the internet." He paused, having no more to say. "Umm. is that it?" He whispered to the rest of the group.
"No, dummy!" Skuld said quite loudly, causing Keiichi to grumble while Urd and Belldandy simply winced and shook their heads. "The author would also like us to inform the readers that this fic is unconventional. Meaning, the normal pairings need not apply. Whoever these 'AHRLI' and 'RHALI' people are," Skuld paused, unfamiliar with the words. "Whatever, whoever they are, they should be warned that the story is not about T/R or T/A," Skuld shook her head again, lost, not knowing the terminology. "It is simply a continuation of the OAV and it does not focus on the pairings at all."
Urd looked around as the other three looked at her, prompting her to do something. "Wha-oh yeah, the author would also like to inform the readers that he does not lay claim to any of us. in his dreams," she added under her breath. "We belong and work for the entity known as Kami-sama, AKA Kosuke Fujishima." Urd stopped her announcement and looked around, "who are we talking to anyway? Whatever, I want to go back to the temple now."
All four characters sighed in relief at having their job done. "Hey, Tenchi, check what's making that racket down there!" rang a man's voice. All the characters eye's bugged out and they panicked, scurrying to find a way of escape. Belldandy and Skuld found two brooms, and Keiichi hitched a ride with Belldandy, leaving a startled Urd behind.
"You guys, I swear!" Urd sighed in relief as she found a vintage vacuum cleaner, and straddling the shiny tubular exterior, grabbed the hose and tried to get it to take to the air. "Hi-yo Silver, Awaaaaay!" With that the machine sputtered somewhat, but took off into the night sky.
Tenchi poked his head out the open sliding door and saw nothing except three twinkling stars when he looked up into the sky. "Nothing here dad, must be hearing things." Tenchi just shrugged as he took one last look, and shut the door softly behind him.
