Title: Love vs Hina
Chapter: #4 – Marathon begins
Author: Murto (*Staring off blankly into space*)
Myuu: *Waving hand in front of Murto's face* What the…?
Murto: *Unresponsive, drools slightly*
Myuu: Well finally, about time he became a vegetable
Notes: Hey dudes, congrats on reading my FanFic up to here at least. Kudos to Ken Akamatsu for creating such a great series in the first place and also kudos to broadband Internet, which has allowed me to have a Love Hina Marathon the other day. I can't wait until I can do it again, and waste another 11½ hours!
Legal Crap: Seriously dude, how can I own anything when I'm on $6000 a year, ne? (Plus tax, *sigh*)
I apologise for the misspelling of "Su" for the last couple of FanFics. Not that it matters, it was just a force of habit.
I also apologise to the "Bushells" Tea Company for drinking at least 50 cups when I had my aforementioned LH Marathon.
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Love vs Hina
Chapter 4 – Marathon begins
*Shadowy figures sit on the surrounding cliffs between the 2 bases*
"WOW! My plan is working just perfectly! Virtual-kun v2.0 was a complete success!" Kaolla Su said as she danced in celebration.
"Yeah, but I wish they would hurry up already!" Baka-Alaskan complained.
"Dude, check out Haruka! OH MY cGOD, she's making me horny!" Shirai said, nose bleeding as usual.
"Dude, if you want an older woman go for Grandma Hina." Haitani replied.
"Eww! That's just wrong! Though I do feel sorry for Cleopatra though." Baka-Alaskan said.
"Dude, I know what you mean. She's been dead for thousands of years, one look at her and I'm sure Shirai would completely forget Granny Hina."
"Well there's always Shampoo from Ranma ½"
"Hey dude, what about the old dude that turns into a panda. I'm sure he'd fulfill Shirai's fantasies"
"The scary thing is how you know about HIS fantasies." Baka-Alaskan said, with a mega-face fault.
"LOOKIT!! YAY YAY YAYYYYY! Mutsumi is at the Blue base!" Su cheered, moon walking in celebration.
"GIMME THOSE!" Haitani yelled, using Su's binoculars whilst she was still wearing them, thus choking her.
Baka-Alaskan shook his head, grasping bridge of his nose. "Why the Author decided that Su should moon walk is completely beyond me…"
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Meanwhile, at the Red Base
"HEY!! WHAT HAPPENED TO THE ACTION THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO TAKE PLACE AT THE BLUE BASE" Baka-Alaskan complained.
Don't worry man, its called suspense. I know that you'll keep reading in the hope that Mutsumi will kick ass.
"True, continue."
Anyhoo…Meanwhile, at the Red Base
"Ok, this REALLY sucks balls," the Author Murto complained. "I haven't been in my own self-insert FanFic for almost a chapter and a half now, and besides without my armour I'm suffering a terrible amount of shrinkage."
"AHH! My virgin ears!" Shinobu screamed. She then collapsed complete with spinny eyes.
Kitsune was snickering. Mutsumi was swaying around like she was fainting then coming to just as she was about to fall over and Chief-Commanding-Lieutenant-Major-General Kanako was nowhere to be seen.
"That's it! I'm doin' something about this whilst the evil bitch queen isn't around!"
"But Murto-san, Naru is on the other team." Kitsune pointed out.
"True, but though I admit I have a soft spot for Kanako she was the one I was in fact referring to."
"Ok, whatever," Kitsune said, her eyes drifting…south. "It also seems that time might not be on your side either".
"DAMMIT KITSUNE!!" Murto yelled. "You know if you weren't so hot you'd be in orbit by know."
Murto then reached into his pocket, pulling out a little container marked 'Capsule Corp.' on the side. He opened it and took out one of the little tablets, pressed the button on the top and then tossed it a few meters away.
" 'Tossed it a few meters away'?" Kitsune commented.
Shinobu, who'd just came to, heard Kitsune's comment and then promptly passed out again. Then in a puff of smoke, the capsule turned into a lamppost.
"Oops, wrong one." Murto said whilst scratching his head. "Let's try this one!"
After a puff of smoke, the second Capsule turned into a refrigerator.
"HEY!! Wait up!" Kitsune yelled frantically, with enough emotion to win an Oscar. "There's sake in here! Ooh, and beer too."
"Ara ara, it looks like Kitsune-san and Murto-kun will be a while, ne Shinobu?" Mutsumi spoke, smiling as usual.
Shinobu's eyes just continued to spin…
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Now, at the Blue Base…
Audience: YAY! w00t!
Heh, only jokin'. Back to the cliff…
Audience: *Pitchforks and flaming torches in hands*
*Meep!* Ok, to the Blue base then…jeez.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T REMEMBER!!" Naru yelled.
"Ara, what are you talking about. As a matter of fact, who are you?" Mutsumi asked, smiling ditzfully as usual.
"What IS wrong with that girl?" Motoko said. "She has to be the single ditziest person I know."
"No she isn't. Cal from Undergrads is worse, guy *slurp*." Keitaro stated.
"Ara, it's like that time on liddo-kun and friends where liddo-kun went to the blue base and lost his memory and the liddo-chans were paying him out then he pulled out a pair of Beretta 9mm pistols and killed the liddo-chans then ate pudding. Yeah, like that!" the turtle-girl said, interrupting the argument.
"NO, NOT LIKE THAT! Wait, I think I recognise the first half of that one…" Naru said.
"Oh my, that's because," Mutsumi said, reaching into her pockets. "...that's what's gonna happen."
Mutsumi then did a backwards somersault, firing at the blue base's inhabitants. When she landed she strafed from side to side with the two pistols in crossed-over gansta mode. After emptying both clips, she then ran and hid behind a nearby rock.
"Ok that was…weird." Haruka said dryly. "Everyone ready to pop a cap in her ass?"
Keitaro was against the concrete wall with bullet holes surrounding him, again. Naru was in the middle of a classic face-fault and Motoko was locking and loading her 8-ball launcher.
"Ok, this bitch is going down." Motoko stated, standing up and looking like a man on a mission.
Motoko then jumps out of the screen and out of the MSWord Document that lay in front of the author.
"I hate men…" the chibi-Motoko said whilst wielding her grenade launcher.
"OK!" the author replied. "Take 2! Annnnnnnd……Hajime!"
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"Ok, this bitch is going down." Motoko stated, standing up and looking like a woman on a mission.
Mutsumi had finished reloading and jumped back out from behind the rock. Motoko jumped off the roof of the blue base and both girls charged at each other. Motoko was yelling 'DIE TURTLE-GIRL, DIE!' and Mutsumi did a double forward somersault whilst yelling 'SUCKS TO BE YOU, BITCH!'.
Motoko's 1st grenade missed and exploded to the right of Mutsumi and Mutsumi's hail of 9mm bullets were barely missing Motoko and took chips out of her blue battle armour.
The second of Motoko's grenades hit a nearby rock, sending dust and debris everywhere. Mutsumi was greatly affected by this, coughing and spluttering from the dust getting into her eyes and mouth. Motoko launched again……..
TO BE CONTINUED, AGAIN!
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End Notes: There you's go. How was that? As you can see the action has finally begun. I am doing weekly updates as you can see and the first person to correctly guess what's gonna happen next gets nothing really, but if they want they can have an appearance in this fic or one of their suggestions put through. The inclusion of the author Baka-Alaskan is purely just a tribute to his strong support of this fic, and the same sort of thing will be seen with other authors in time.
I've always wanted to do a spoof of the whole Dragon Ball Z Capsule Corp thingees. I have finally done it!So…….
Will Murto and Kitsune ever pull themselves away from the beer-fridge long enough to assist Mutsumi in capturing the flag?
Will Shinobu ever lighten up, wake up and get over Kitsune and Murto's dumb yet disgusting antics?
Will the Liddo-kun joke ever die?
Who will win the duel between Mutsumi and Motoko?
and WHO WILL CAPTURE THE FLAG?????
Murto: Dun dun duuuuunnnnnnnn……
Myuu: *Holding a beer* Murto, you forgot this…