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Title: PH33R!
By: Black Hikari
Disclaimer: Bwahahahaha…… -Mr. Bamboo: Sorry, but Black Hikari is too busy plotting what she'd do with Shaman King if it were hers. Fortunately, (or unfortunately T-T) it doesn't belong to her.-
Summary: Just another day at Funbari right? Wrong! Fangirls have come to stalk there obsession. Poor, poor, SK gang……
Warnings: Plots, glomping, rabid fangirls on the rampage, the usual stuff.
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Ahem, sorry minna-san, for not updating for about 2 months… -.-;; I was busy okay! -Mr. Bamboo: You mean you were busy reading other people's fanfics and playing games online- Shut up! Well… ok, so that was true…… But it's not my fault that the Naruto fandom is so HUGE! Gah! I'll never finish reading all of those fanfics! Plus I still have to finish watching Fullmetal Alchemist…. Ah well, onward to the the fourth chapter of "PH33R!"
Manta was at a restruant. Alone. Why he was there, we do not know. But he was there. Eating lunch. Alone. -Mr. Bamboo: Okay! We get the point! Now move on!- ….Right, moving on. Manta's table was right next to this table where two girls were eating. Apart from those two girls and that old man at the table in the corner, Manta was the only customer in this restaurant. Not a very busy day, eh? Since there were no other people around, and that old man at the table in the corner was very quiet, Manta could her what does two girls were saying. After all, it was quiet in this unnamed restaurant and Manta's table was right next to theirs. (AN: Wheee! I just realized that this whole entire paragraph has been pointless rambling. It's fun to write pointless rambling! Wheee!)
"Ren has waayyy too many fans. Hao-sama doesn't get enough attention."
"Yup. Maybe we could….. Kill Ren!"
At that, Manta spat out the tea that he had just sipped. That earned him a strange look from the waitress. After finishing hacking and coughing and all of the other actions that comes from choking on tea, Manta listened to those two girls' conversation again.
"How about poison? Isn't the Tao family famous for there poisons?"
"They are? Well, even if they are, they won't poison their only son!"
At that Manta choked again on his tea. He was really earning some dirty looks from that waitress by now. He had hoped that they had been talking about some other 'Ren' after all, there must be lots of people named 'Ren', right? 'Of course!' He said to himself. 'This guy that they are talking about just must be another guy and not the Tao Ren, right?' Wrong. Yup. They were talking about Tao Ren. THE Tao Ren. As in the Tao Ren that currently lives at Funbari Onsen. The one with the spirit that was afraid of cats. The Ren who had participated in the Shaman Fight. The Tao Ren who was Chinese. Yup, that Tao Ren.
"I know! We WILL use poison! Just not from the Tao family! We'll use the poison that they have in 'that place'."
"'That place'? Oh! right! 'That place'. Let's go!"
Manta, not being able to bear his nerves anymore, whirled around to see what was going on. ….Only to be met with an empty table, some dishes, and a tip.
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"Quaint-chan…" 0bsesser stared expectantly at her partner-in-obsession.
"Huuuuuum?" replied a tall blonde. She wore a dark blue T-shirt with the word 'Tokyo' in kanji over a long-sleeved white shirt .
"Well, what was that 'master plan' you wanted to tell me about?"
"…" Quaint avoided eye contact with Ren-0bsesser.
"…Are you still angry at me for glomping Ren-sama?"
"…"
"Don't be angry!" She pouted. "How 'bout you have a turn to glomp Ren-sama next time we see him? And I'll give you one of my thirty-three million-one Ren plushies!"
"…" Quaint looked thoughtful for a minute. "Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuum." There was a pause. "Okay, R-esser-chan!" she grinned. A creepy aura gathered when she smiled. Her grin was huge, her eyes intimidating, and she was tall, making her tower over any victim. Ren-0bsesser stared a particularly shiny rock on the ground, not noticing (A/N: 0bsesser is too easily distracted to be affected).
"Good! Now let's hear about that plan," Ren-0bsesser said distantly, not taking her eyes off the shiny object.
"Okay, here it is… We dress up as carrots, buy balloons, and mail them to Ren-sama. When they balloons arrive, we'll steal them and then throw peaches at a random passerby. After that, we buy thirty-three gallons of milk and store it all in the refrigerator at LaH's house. Three hours later, we'll tie up a hairbrush to a pole with blue dental floss. The next day, we'll walk quietly to where ever Ren-sama is, kick a tree, chase a squirrel, and then kidnap Ren-sama."
"…" Ren-0bsesser frowned and scratched her head, trying to contemplate the information. "Uh… That's too much for my mind to take… Or remember…….. To save on money and time, let's just stalk over to where ever Ren-sama is and kidnap him?"
"Umm……" Quaint muttered, her hazel eyes full of consideration. "You plan sounds a little random and complicated to me, but alrighty."
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Meanwhile…..
"Do you have any fast-working poison that you could lend to us?"
"Errr….."
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Also at that time…..
"Horokeu-kun….. You shall be mine! MUHAHAHAHA!"
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Thus…. Back to the present timeline…..
Manta had been running nonstop as fast as little short legs could run. He immediately burst into the Asakura residence, only to find Horohoro hiding in the couch cushions.
That's right. In the couch cushions. Not under them. Not amongst them. In them. You heard me. Horokeu was trying to hide himself in the couch cushions. Why? His Ainu shaman senses were screaming at him telling that SHE was plotting again. What SHE was plotting, he didn't know. He'd rather not know. The traumatized Ainu continued to desperately burrow deeper into the couch cushion as if it could protect him from HER.
Manta however, didn't know that. Thus, he was very confused by the blue-haired shaman's actions.
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Chocolove was thirsty. So, he took a look at the fridge. What did he find? Ren's milk. Normally, Chocolove leaves Ren's milk alone because he does not like Ren pointing sharp object at his nose. It was painful after all. But today, he felt extremely thirsty, so he drank the milk. 'Huh, the milk kinda tastes funny….. Did it go bad or something?' Chocolove thought. All of a sudden, he was choking. It felt like his throat was on fire and there was a burning sensation at the back of his eyes. His vision swam about hazily and his head pounded. With that, Chocolove collapsed.
"Drat! The joker drank the poisoned milk and not Ren!"
"……… We still have some left right?"
"Err…. Oops. I used all of it the that bottle of milk."
"……..That's a big dosage."
"Yup"
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Wheee! I finally finished that chapter! :pant, pant: So be nice a drop me a review! Oh yeah, the scene of Quaint-chan and 0bsesser plotting was 0bsesser's writing, not mine. I just made a couple of revisions. Why do I have 0bsesser's work here? Because she is my most loyal fan for "PH33R!" and she read the first three chapters over and over again and because I wasn't updating, she wrote her own version of chapter 4 for "PH33R!". And…. she killed it. But that scene was ok and I really liked it so, yeah…. So credit for that scene goes to 0bsesser. Oh right! Some of you may be wondering who 'Mr. Bamboo' was from the notes that I wrote at the beginning of this chapter. He is my muse! As his name suggests, he is a bamboo plant! He has four curly trunks and lives in a dark-green pot that is cube-shaped. He will take over the disclaimers and anything else that I cannot do because I'm too stoned on caffeine or sugar or whatever else. So drop me a review!