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WARNING: These bits of fan fiction are completely strewn with random and mindless humor. Read at your own risk.
GYRAX Presents…
Love Hina: BakaFictions to Go
Chapter 9: Satan's Last Name is MacDougal.
A word of wisdom to those new to the Hinata Sou: be careful when you enter Su's room because an evil presence lurks there. It isn't Su, hell no! It's none other than Sarah MacDougal, the Gaijin of doom and despair. She was looking for trouble as always, but this time she didn't intend on letting Su know what she was up to. She took a flask of mysterious clear substance and quietly snuck out of the room.
Later, the Hinata crew was sitting at the dining room table, except for Sarah, which she was peeking behind a wall. "Heh-heh. What Naru doesn't know is that I drugged her Mellow Yellow with a fluid that was even rejected by Su because if consumed, it can… oh, she's drinking it, now!"
Naru had a sip of the green soda and put it back on the table. "Now about that electric bill, I was thinking… oh… I was thinking Keitaro should… oh."
Sarah watched with glee. "It's taking effect already."
"Naru? Are you all right?" Kitsune said.
"Yeah, I just felt weird… oh!" She began to close her eyes and her face turned red as a stop sign. Then she looked down and she started to breathe rapidly and heavily and she was drumming the tabletop.
"My God!" Keitaro exclaimed. "She has asthma!"
"ON TOP OF OL SMOOOOOOKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!" Naru screamed on the top of her lungs.
"Well," Keitaro said, dumbfounded. "That was weird."
"Not good." Kitsune said. "Whenever she screams that, that means she just had an orgasm!"
Blood shot out of Keitaro's nose with the pressure of a fire hose, causing him to actually float in the air.
Keitaro was later hospitalized and needed a blood transfusion to survive, while Naru had to live with having just masturbated in front of everyone from Sarah's satanic prank. Speaking of Sarah, a hawk swooped down and carried her off into the horizon.
End Chapter 8
Nothing like random humor to cheer someone up, eh? Hopefully, that's as perverted as it's going to get.
Reviewing could really motivate me to put up chapter 10.
Mutsumi, the Yoga Instructor?Author's Notes:
I saw this liquor commercial that had the balls to say their product had a "sexual" taste; even their motto was "Pass the Pleasure Around". Being me, I read too much into this, and thus this bit of pitch black humor came up.
GYRAX