On Hold
by Aijin Ryouko
A/N: Ya ever wondered what the hell is going on on the other side of those business phone lines when they put you on hold? Hopefully, this Tenchi fanfic should help to explain.
Disclaimer: Dude, I own nothing. I don't have enough money to buy the Tenchi characters since my addiction to candy and chocolate prevents my money (for things other than the aforementioned) from getting too plentiful.
Anyway, on with the show!
CHAPTER 1: Sedation
Washuu had to make a business call. A VERY IMPORTANT business call. Of course, she would tell no one what it was about, and no one dared question, because miss Washuu-chan is scary.
She whispered a few things into the phone, then from the other line came a female secretary's voice. "Yes ma'am, would you hold please? We will be right back with you in a moment."
Tenchi-san overheard the hold part, and made a pose which was usually reserved for the cheesiest of anime heroes. "NO WASHUU!!!" he yelled, tackling her very unceremoniously. "Don't trust those guys! Hoo hah!" he made another silly pose.
Washuu merely shoved him off, being naive, and had never known the tortures of having been on hold for hours at a time while the people on the other side of the line do god-knows-what.
Tenchi decided out of pure insanity and love for oranges that he would find out what those business people on the other line were doing. He ran excitedly to the other unfortunate inhabitants of the Masaki household, pausing frequently to strike a pose, usually followed by a slight twitch.
2 hours passed. Tenchi made it from Washuu's lab to the living room.
Ayeka gasped so loudly that Ryouko thought her lungs would explode. "YOU MUST HAVE SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANT TO SAY, TENCHI!!!!" she yelled with excitement.
"YES I DO, AYEKA!!!!!" he replied with the same amount of enthusiasm. "We are going to find out what those business people are doing on the other line while they keep you on hold for hours at a time!" he made several more spastic anime poses.
Ayeka started having seizures of excitement until she fell on the floor twitching.
Mihoshi had joined the Yakuza, and therefore was almost never home. She had a reputation in the clan as the only Yakuza assasin that wore a fuzzy pink tux, so they gave her the nickname of Fuzzy Pink Death. Kiyone had been killed in a freak burrito accident, and Sasami was sitting back looking slightly confused.
Sasami shifted a bit before asking, "Er....Ayeka? Tenchi? You guys haven't been taking my prescription meds, have y--"
"OF COURSE NOT YOU INSULANT BITCH!!!" Ayeka picked her up by her neck and threw her into a woodchipper.
Ryouko grinned, absolutely terrified. She phased out of sight, then came back with a syringe and a little jar of some fluid. Quickly, Ryouko sedated both of the spastic speed freaks, and quietly cleaned up Sasami's remains.
A/N: Will they ever get out of the house? What are those business people doing on the other line? Just what is Ayeka on? Does any of it matter? Wait till the next chapter to probably find no answers to any of these questions!
by Aijin Ryouko
A/N: Ya ever wondered what the hell is going on on the other side of those business phone lines when they put you on hold? Hopefully, this Tenchi fanfic should help to explain.
Disclaimer: Dude, I own nothing. I don't have enough money to buy the Tenchi characters since my addiction to candy and chocolate prevents my money (for things other than the aforementioned) from getting too plentiful.
Anyway, on with the show!
CHAPTER 1: Sedation
Washuu had to make a business call. A VERY IMPORTANT business call. Of course, she would tell no one what it was about, and no one dared question, because miss Washuu-chan is scary.
She whispered a few things into the phone, then from the other line came a female secretary's voice. "Yes ma'am, would you hold please? We will be right back with you in a moment."
Tenchi-san overheard the hold part, and made a pose which was usually reserved for the cheesiest of anime heroes. "NO WASHUU!!!" he yelled, tackling her very unceremoniously. "Don't trust those guys! Hoo hah!" he made another silly pose.
Washuu merely shoved him off, being naive, and had never known the tortures of having been on hold for hours at a time while the people on the other side of the line do god-knows-what.
Tenchi decided out of pure insanity and love for oranges that he would find out what those business people on the other line were doing. He ran excitedly to the other unfortunate inhabitants of the Masaki household, pausing frequently to strike a pose, usually followed by a slight twitch.
2 hours passed. Tenchi made it from Washuu's lab to the living room.
Ayeka gasped so loudly that Ryouko thought her lungs would explode. "YOU MUST HAVE SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANT TO SAY, TENCHI!!!!" she yelled with excitement.
"YES I DO, AYEKA!!!!!" he replied with the same amount of enthusiasm. "We are going to find out what those business people are doing on the other line while they keep you on hold for hours at a time!" he made several more spastic anime poses.
Ayeka started having seizures of excitement until she fell on the floor twitching.
Mihoshi had joined the Yakuza, and therefore was almost never home. She had a reputation in the clan as the only Yakuza assasin that wore a fuzzy pink tux, so they gave her the nickname of Fuzzy Pink Death. Kiyone had been killed in a freak burrito accident, and Sasami was sitting back looking slightly confused.
Sasami shifted a bit before asking, "Er....Ayeka? Tenchi? You guys haven't been taking my prescription meds, have y--"
"OF COURSE NOT YOU INSULANT BITCH!!!" Ayeka picked her up by her neck and threw her into a woodchipper.
Ryouko grinned, absolutely terrified. She phased out of sight, then came back with a syringe and a little jar of some fluid. Quickly, Ryouko sedated both of the spastic speed freaks, and quietly cleaned up Sasami's remains.
A/N: Will they ever get out of the house? What are those business people doing on the other line? Just what is Ayeka on? Does any of it matter? Wait till the next chapter to probably find no answers to any of these questions!
