Horo Horo's Pimpin'
Experience by the
wonderful Miss Japan
Rated G for Ghetto Gangsters (But seriously
rated PG-13)
Disclaimer- If I owned Shaman King, you think I'd be writing bogus ass fanfiction! HELL NO! I'd be wiping my ass with hundred dollar bills! And I'd finally be able to buy Hao's pants from him cheesy grin
Warning- If you are unaware that the story makes a reference to Michael Jackson it does. Please note I am not responsible for traumatization, in fact I shall laugh at you like so points HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
It was a wonderful day in the Osakan ghetto. Yes, you heard me Osaka, da Japanese HOOD! The robbers were robbin', the hookers were prostitutin', and the druggies ahem Yoh! were druggin'. Yes, indeed another ghettoized day in DA HOOD! Horokeu Usui stared out the window. He was thinking. To many, this was a sign of the Apocalypse coming near, but it was not. But try tellin' that to that crazy guy running around in the street without any clothes on. Oh wait, he was a nudist. Back to Horo Horo, now, that peanut-sized brain of nearly roasted due to him thinking. That's when the idea hit him.
Horo Horo jolted across the house as if he had 'bout 200 Red Bulls. Who was he looking for? Ren Tao of course! Awww, how sweet He looked in the bedroom, not there, the kitchen, not there. But while in the kitchen Horo helped himself to a snack, also known as the entire fridge. Horo belched, then presumed that Ren was in the bathroom. "Aren't I smart?" Horo said aloud to no one in particular. "HELL NO!" called out a random voice, and Horo was hit in the head with a shoe. "That mother FOCKER!"yes, I meant focker Horo yelled. He climbed the stairs and reached the bathroom.
"Behold!" Horo Horo called out as he totally ignored Ren's privacy and busted open the door. A bright crimson swept over Ren's cheeks, which was soon followed by a series of curses and death threats. "Can't you see I'm taking a sh baka!" Ren screamed. "Are you constipated?" Horo Horo asked Ren sweetly. "What the hell? I'm mean yes." Ren replied. "Well, Horo Horo to the rescue!" the Ainu put his hands in the air for effect. "I have some Ex-Lax in my jock strap!" Horo Horo pulled down his pants (which fangirls took away) and behold Ex-Lax! He shoved the pill in Ren's mouth when a large ra-ta-ta was heard. Which caused Manta to come out.
"What the f is all this noise for?" Manta asked, enraged. It was quite humoruos also because the little midget had his teeth clenched looking like he was gonna kick someone's ass to Quoar, the 10th planet, but if push came to shove, he would be the one getting his ass kicked. "Oh my God!" Horo gasped, "Manta cursed!" A long silence over took the trio. Still silent, until the man whom was running around in the street broke through the walls of the house and screamed "Another sign of the Apocalypse! Time to go to Mexico!" He placed a sombrero on his head and galloped out of the house. "Whoa, he was sexy!" Ren called out from the toilet. "I thought you loved me!" Horo cried. As if this fic could get any weirder, Horo Horo suddenly remembered what he had to tell Ren. "OH! I just remembered, Ren I have decided I am going to become a pimp!" Another loud ra-ta-ta was heard. "Let's go to the mall, err.. I mean the Ghetto Grandeur!" Manta said, "And let Ren sh in peace!" Another ra-ta-ta was heard. "How does next chappie sound to you?"Manta queried. Horo sniffed the air and there was no time for a response.
Miss Japan-Love it, hate it, have intensely horrifying dreams because of it Remember READ AND REVIEW!
Ren-My ass cheeks hurt…
