Title: Ara ara
Chapter: #3 – 3rd time lucky
Author: Murto
Stupid Crap: I just found out that apparently my nickname (which is derived from my surname) means "Death" in Spanish. How cool. XD
Legal Crap: 'Me' and 'Rights to Love Hina' don't work together in a sentence. You know the drill.
Pre-fanfic Notes: Ok dudes, prepare for the usual random bullshit. I PROMISE THAT I WILL UPDATE ALL OF MY FICS OVER THE WINTER HOLIDAYS. That is after I've finished my uni exams. Only a week left…..
Murto: Still waiting
Murto: Looks at his watch
Murto: DAMMIT, I wish time wouldn't pass so slowly.
Chapter 3 – 3rd time lucky
Almost everyone was sitting quietly in the downstairs lounge room waiting for Shinobu to finish cooking dinner. Normally the Hinata gang would just bolt downstairs when she called, but everyone is particularly hungry today. Or just impatient.
"I'm soooo hungry" Naru complained.
"Whatchya whining about? If yooo didn' skip brekfasht you wouldn' be so-" Kitsune replied incoherently before passing out, spilling sake on the floor.
"THIS SUCKS!!! ARGH THE PAIN, THE TORMENT WE'RE GOING THRU…" Kentaro said.
"What are you talking about?" Keitaro asked. "There's no way your getting free food from us, shoo shoo."
Keitaro grabbed a broom and swept a distraught Kentaro out the front door. It was at this point there was a tremendous boom and crash, with a blue flash coming from down the hallway. All the gang went to investigate to find the source of the problem to be none other than Kaolla Su's room. Upon entry they found Su donning a backpack about to walk into a large stone circle. The circle had hieroglyphs carved on it and was filled with a blue watery substance.
"Ara ara, how pretty…" Mutsumi commented.
"Su! What ARE you doing?"
Su replied in a deep, sinister voice similar to that of Vegeta's "Ha ha ha. I've finally finished constructing my own Stargate! Now I can leave this pathetic world and make the universe mine! HAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!"
With that, Su jumped into the 'gate and disappeared. The 'gate shut down, leaving the rest of the Hinata residents staring in disbelief.
"What in the…?" Naru said.
"URASHIMA!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER??" Motoko yelled.
"I'm not entirely sure. But you know, I think this explains a lot" Keitaro said, leaving the room and switching the light off.
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Keitaro was sitting at his new computer, which he'd just spent all of his savings on. Typing frantically, he just HAD to get this archeology essay done and out of the way. He just had to, his livelihood depended on it. It was at this point that Murto, the author, walked in to see what's up.
"Hey dude, how's the assignment going?" Murto asked.
"Almost done, Murto-san. Only have to finish the last few hundred words of my conclusion and I can print it out." Keitaro replied, turning away from the computer to speak to Murto.
"So what ya got planned afterwards?"
"Well Naru said if I got the assignment done she would go out on the town with me. I'm thinking of taking her to Moo Moo Beef Bowl!!!" Keitaro finished, with a stupid grin on his face. Realising that his nose was bleeding, he clogged his nose with tissues before he got blood on the keyboard.
" Baka, still trying are you? You know it's only gonna end in being punched, right?"
"Hey, I love Naru!! What's wrong with her?"
"Hey don't get me wrong, Keitaro. I'd definitely go her, but with that personality? I'd rather Mutsumi." Murto said, crossing his arms.
"I thought you had a thing for Kanako?"
"I do however if I was in your shoes I wouldn't be rooting my own sister would I? Blood related or otherwise." Murto concluded, raising an eyebrow then leaving the room.
Thinking that Murto was perhaps the most mentally imbalanced person in the world (or just plain weird), Keitaro continued his assignment. That is he attempted to. Upon turning around he noticed that something was missing.
"HEY MURTO-SAN!! GIVE ME BACK MY 22" MONITOR!!!!"
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Shinobu as cooking dinner in the kitchen as usual when none other than a certain Mitsune Konno stormed in. She actually appeared sober for once, and started rummaging ferociously through the pantry. Afraid that Kitsune was going to defile the kitchen, Shinobu stepped in.
"What are you looking for Kitsune-senpai?" Shinobu asked.
"I'm outta booze and I don't get paid until Wednesday."
"Your not going to find much in there, that's were I keep the ingredients."
"Yeah but I stockpiled everything I could find the other day and put it in here." Kitsune said, standing up and wiping sweat from her brow.
"There hasn't been any alcohol that I could see in there for at least the last few weeks. Even then I don't keep anything like that in the pantry." Shinobu replied, getting annoyed.
"What about that putrid pink stuff that was on the top shelf?"
Shinobu was in shock, "THAT WAS MY WINDOWLENE!"
"Oh….it tasted alright with that cha-truce, green liqueury-type thing in it…"
"You drank the dishwasher liquid too?"
"Oh, no wonder I was farting bubbles the last few days…" Kitsune shrugged, walking out of the kitchen.
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I N T E R M I S S I O N COMING SOON from the pen (or keyboard) of 'Murto'More chapters in 'Hinata Hogwarts', maybe even another Quidditch match!
More chapters in 'Ara ara', my Love Hina random skits fic
The last 2 chapters and epilogue of 'Love vs Hina', my capture the flag Love Hina fic
A Final Fantasy 8 / Harry Potter crossover
Possibly a first attempt at a Final Fantasy 8 fic
Possibly a first attempt at a Nadesico fic
Possibly a first attempt at a Full Metal Panic fic
Possibly a first attempt at a Azumanga Daioh fic
Possibly a first attempt at a hardcore Harry Potter fic (no crossovers)
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Murto was sitting, looking and almost pleading with his computer in the 3rd story bedroom of his in the Hinata-sou. Unexpectedly, Naru Narusegawa and Motoko Aoyama barged in.
"Murto!!! Explain yourself!!!" yelled Motoko, drawing her katana.
"Yeah," Naru added. "We want an explanation as to why you've made us do more increasingly sad, wrong and off-the-wall stuff the last few weeks!"
Murto sighed, turning away from his monitor to look at the girls. "I'm not being sarcastic, but I just run out of ideas."
"Nonsense!! I said explain yourself dammit!!!" Motoko said, about to throw a temper tantrum.
"See? Your even beginning to get Out of character."
"Motoko is not out of character! She seems like her normal self as far as I can tell." Naru said hotly.
Kanako Urashima walked in at that moment. Both Kanako and Motoko exchanged glances, nodded and left the room hand in hand.
"See?"
"Well it still doesn't explain your productivity, or lack thereof." Naru pouted.
"I've been busy and writers blocked. Uni exams have finished though so I have all the winter holidays to write Fan Fiction and make you do ALL sorts of interesting things."
Naru showed a look on her face like she wasn't believing the author.
"Ok," Murto smiled slyly. "I'll prove it…"
"Don't call me Haruka!!!" Haruka yelled, appearing out of nowhere as she smacked Sarah repeatedly with a lump of cheese.
"Howdy y'all!" Kitsune said as she rode a unicycle around on the ceiling.
"DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE, SENPAI IS MINE!! ALL MINE, MWAHAHAHAHA!!" Shinobu yelled, as she headbutted Seta numerous times.
"I don't want him, I'm not that gay. Though I have had these fantasies…" Seta replied, stroking his chin.
Murto turned back to look at Naru, smiling like a complete and utter bstard.
"Baka," she muttered, storming off down the hallway.
Post FanFic Notes: There you go, sorry for the wait. I wrote these bits over the last few weeks in varying states of consciousness and sobriety. I wrote the last sketch whilst playing Settlers 1 on my Amiga 1200, listening to the Southpark Movie Southtrack and while also drawing at least 5MW/h from all the appliances, tv's, computers, playstations and amigas I got at the auctions. But that's all besides the point. Tell me what you think…. R & R plz.
Murto: Thanks a lot dudes, here you go.
Murto hands Seta, Shinobu, Kitsune, Kanako and Haruka $50 each
Kitsune: You call this money? This looks like a yellow plastic piece of crap to me…#
Shinobu: Arigatou. I needed the stress relief as well.
Haruka: Can I keep the cheese?
Everyone else: Sweatdrop
# - Just out of pure interest (and for those foreigners that don't know), this is referring to the Aust. $50 note. Unlike a lot of countries our notes are printed on plastic and come in half a dozen funky colours. $5 note is pink, $10 note is blue, $20 is bright orange, $50 is yellow and the $100 note is lime green. Just thought you'd be interested….