SHOPPING
A Flame of Recca fanfic
By P.D. Wright
Nothing is owned. All is borrowed.
Yanagi Sakashito sat on a bench, a nice warm, sunny day. She smiled benevolently, threw some
bread crumbs toward some birds. The sun was high in the blue sky, a large round ball, lighting all
from its kingly position.
At this moment, Fuuko Kirisawa entered the scene, dragging a cart behind her.
"Hello, Fuuko," Yanagi said, a little too sweetly.
"Hello, Yanagi."
"You've been shopping?"
"No. I've been shopping."
"So.." Yanagi paused, unsure of the line, "What did you get?"
"A piston engine!" Fuuko said dramatically, indicating it, and sitting down beside Yanagi with a
thud.
"What'd you get that for?" Yanagi asked, incredulous.
"It was a bargain."
"Ohh."
They stare at it for a moment. Then, Yanagi asked:
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Thought I'd cook it."
"You don't cook a piston engine!"
"Well, you can't eat it raw!"
"Oh, right, I didn't think of that."
They stare at it some more. Then, Fuuko said:
"And how about you, then?"
"Oh, dear, I didn't expect the Uruha Jinshinshun.."
"Oh, no.." Fuuko groaned.
At that moment, Kurei and the usual suspect jumped up from behind the bench, and Neon and
her two sisters jumped in front of them, doing some silly heroic poises. Kurei yelled:
"Noo-obody expects the Uruha Jinshinshun! Our weapons are fear and surprise and all that!"
He smiles evilly from behind his mask, says:
"Now then, Healing girl.."
"Er.." Yanagi said, "I do have a name, you know!"
"Yes. yes, but you do realize, that it's far too difficult for my father to remember.."
Mori Korin, seated at his desk, the windows closed, the office shadowy.
"Hey!!" He yelled.
"Alright, enemies of the Uruha, you have been accused on three counts, enemies by words, by
deeds, and by thought.." Kurei develops a tic, straightens himself. "Now!" He shouts unnessarily,
"You will be broken by pain of torture.."
Aki, Neon, and Miki do more poses as Kurei says (Shouts really) this. The rest watch this with
sweatdrops falling of their heads. Fuuko looks up, asks:
"What the hell are they doing?"
Raiha, standing behind her, shrugged, leaned over, whispered in her ear (A blush appearing on
both their cheeks):
"Shh.. They've spent the last week watching sentei shows again."
He swallowed sharply when he looked up and saw them glaring at him.
"All right! No time to lose.." Kurei began.
"No time to lose.." Raiha says, curious.
"Yes. No time to lose!"
"You know, Kurei-sama, I've been in your employ longer then I wish to remember" Raiha said,
casting a meaningful look in the direction of the author of Raiha's Birth Certificate, who scuttles
away giggling, "And I've never heard that phrase before.."
"It's a perfectly ordinary figure of speech, Raiha," Kurei said, exasperation now showing in his
voice.
"Yes, yes, it's just.. I've never come across it before.."
"Look!" Kurei yelled, "We must interrogate these subversives! No time to lose!"
"Yes, sir, eventually."
"What?" Kurei said, eyeing Raiha warily.
"Well, eventually time will be lost.."
"No, no.. You haven't got the hang of it yet.."
"Er," Fuuko said, her patience with this sketch long ago depleted, "Do we have to be here for
this or what?"
"Right!" Kurei yelled, "No time to lose! Grab the prisoners, Raiha, Joker!"
Which they proceed to do, as more sentei poses come from the Oto girls.
"Right! We must make these subversives talk! But first.." Kurei said, "Joker, I meant the
prisoners shoulders, if you don't mind.."
We pull back and find that Joker perhaps took Kurei's command to grab the prisoners literally, as
his hands are on Yanagi's chest. She reaches up, and pummels him, with a hearty cry of "Echi!!"
"Now that," Neon said, smugly, "He had coming."
Kurei chooses to ignore this interruption, and yells:
"Right! Raiha! We must torture these subversives under pain of torture.."
"You said that!" The onscrean characters all yell in unison.
"Raiha!" Kurei yells, still ignoring the outburst, trying vainly to end this sketch, "Fetch... the soft
cushions!"
A gasp from the Uruha.
"The soft cushion?" Asked Raiha.
Joker: "The soft cushions?"
Neon: "The soft cushions?"
Aki: "Soft cushions?"
Miki: "Eh?"
The entire Dark Tournament: "The soft cushions??"
The Kai group: "Not the soft cushions!"
And this bit ends, much to the relief of the characters, the readers, and whoever else is out there.
A Flame of Recca fanfic
By P.D. Wright
Nothing is owned. All is borrowed.
Yanagi Sakashito sat on a bench, a nice warm, sunny day. She smiled benevolently, threw some
bread crumbs toward some birds. The sun was high in the blue sky, a large round ball, lighting all
from its kingly position.
At this moment, Fuuko Kirisawa entered the scene, dragging a cart behind her.
"Hello, Fuuko," Yanagi said, a little too sweetly.
"Hello, Yanagi."
"You've been shopping?"
"No. I've been shopping."
"So.." Yanagi paused, unsure of the line, "What did you get?"
"A piston engine!" Fuuko said dramatically, indicating it, and sitting down beside Yanagi with a
thud.
"What'd you get that for?" Yanagi asked, incredulous.
"It was a bargain."
"Ohh."
They stare at it for a moment. Then, Yanagi asked:
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Thought I'd cook it."
"You don't cook a piston engine!"
"Well, you can't eat it raw!"
"Oh, right, I didn't think of that."
They stare at it some more. Then, Fuuko said:
"And how about you, then?"
"Oh, dear, I didn't expect the Uruha Jinshinshun.."
"Oh, no.." Fuuko groaned.
At that moment, Kurei and the usual suspect jumped up from behind the bench, and Neon and
her two sisters jumped in front of them, doing some silly heroic poises. Kurei yelled:
"Noo-obody expects the Uruha Jinshinshun! Our weapons are fear and surprise and all that!"
He smiles evilly from behind his mask, says:
"Now then, Healing girl.."
"Er.." Yanagi said, "I do have a name, you know!"
"Yes. yes, but you do realize, that it's far too difficult for my father to remember.."
Mori Korin, seated at his desk, the windows closed, the office shadowy.
"Hey!!" He yelled.
"Alright, enemies of the Uruha, you have been accused on three counts, enemies by words, by
deeds, and by thought.." Kurei develops a tic, straightens himself. "Now!" He shouts unnessarily,
"You will be broken by pain of torture.."
Aki, Neon, and Miki do more poses as Kurei says (Shouts really) this. The rest watch this with
sweatdrops falling of their heads. Fuuko looks up, asks:
"What the hell are they doing?"
Raiha, standing behind her, shrugged, leaned over, whispered in her ear (A blush appearing on
both their cheeks):
"Shh.. They've spent the last week watching sentei shows again."
He swallowed sharply when he looked up and saw them glaring at him.
"All right! No time to lose.." Kurei began.
"No time to lose.." Raiha says, curious.
"Yes. No time to lose!"
"You know, Kurei-sama, I've been in your employ longer then I wish to remember" Raiha said,
casting a meaningful look in the direction of the author of Raiha's Birth Certificate, who scuttles
away giggling, "And I've never heard that phrase before.."
"It's a perfectly ordinary figure of speech, Raiha," Kurei said, exasperation now showing in his
voice.
"Yes, yes, it's just.. I've never come across it before.."
"Look!" Kurei yelled, "We must interrogate these subversives! No time to lose!"
"Yes, sir, eventually."
"What?" Kurei said, eyeing Raiha warily.
"Well, eventually time will be lost.."
"No, no.. You haven't got the hang of it yet.."
"Er," Fuuko said, her patience with this sketch long ago depleted, "Do we have to be here for
this or what?"
"Right!" Kurei yelled, "No time to lose! Grab the prisoners, Raiha, Joker!"
Which they proceed to do, as more sentei poses come from the Oto girls.
"Right! We must make these subversives talk! But first.." Kurei said, "Joker, I meant the
prisoners shoulders, if you don't mind.."
We pull back and find that Joker perhaps took Kurei's command to grab the prisoners literally, as
his hands are on Yanagi's chest. She reaches up, and pummels him, with a hearty cry of "Echi!!"
"Now that," Neon said, smugly, "He had coming."
Kurei chooses to ignore this interruption, and yells:
"Right! Raiha! We must torture these subversives under pain of torture.."
"You said that!" The onscrean characters all yell in unison.
"Raiha!" Kurei yells, still ignoring the outburst, trying vainly to end this sketch, "Fetch... the soft
cushions!"
A gasp from the Uruha.
"The soft cushion?" Asked Raiha.
Joker: "The soft cushions?"
Neon: "The soft cushions?"
Aki: "Soft cushions?"
Miki: "Eh?"
The entire Dark Tournament: "The soft cushions??"
The Kai group: "Not the soft cushions!"
And this bit ends, much to the relief of the characters, the readers, and whoever else is out there.