Includes Scary Movies, Old Friends, New Enemies and a tiny Mouse named Tim.
Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King or the Ring. If I did I would have made Ring Two waaaay different and fixed the bit in the middle in the first one that made absolutely no sense to me.
Thanks to all who R&Red so far!
Summary: The two boys finally reach Vald's house, in which they view the personal outlook of each other and get a call from a strange person and realize that they shouldn't mix all this with sugar.
Author's Note: I wonder if anyone reads these. I'm none to good in the deep plots stories I know. I lack focused thought that is need for such things, tending to get off topic as I do, so in my fan fictions I rush to the point. I try not to lose focus that way, but I lose, however; my wonder way of describing every little detail…Read my profile you crazy Faust role-players -
"Whoa! Is this your house, Vlad- Chan!"
"What the $# did you just call me?" Vlad asked, raising his eye eyebrow. He stood on his tip noise to flip the lights on, revealing a huge oval room with a large big screen T.V. Speakers stood tall on either side of it, with futuristic chairs of all sort. Hana's jaw dropped.
"Oh my gravy! This place is awesome!" Hana exclaimed, "This living room whomps over mine!"
"Living room nothing, this is my entertainment room, and Mom wouldn't have such a large thing in the living room, humble like that you know." Vlad stated off handedly, waddling in to the room.
"This is the second smallest room in the house, not including the bathroom. It was pretty hard to find such a cool place, you know-"Vlad turned around to find Hana not even listening to him, but gaping in awe at his collection of mostly horror (He also has comedies, anime and some things I cannot mention -).
"Heh, you like? I admit I'm far from complete but I have all the newly imported ones." Vlad continued on with great boldness in his speech. Hana tapped the glass case. Vlad sighed, checking the clock on the wall. It read only half past 3, another four hours until his schooling officially ended. Laughing at it, he turned back to Hana who was still captivated by them all.
"We've got some time to kill, wanna watch one?" Vlad asked opening the case, and with the help of the bottom shelf pulled a glossy, anniversary addition, movie from the shelf. "Just came from America, it did." Hana took it from the small boy, quickly reading the back of it.
"Well…?" Vlad asked.
"…What's this say? " Hana sweat roped, rubbing the back of his head.
"Never mind it, the subtitles are in Nihogo." Vlad sighed, getting up from his animefall. (I've decided to called it Nihogo nods, technically they are all speaking Japanese) Vlad unwrapped it and popped it in the DVD (Heck, why not).
"I'll get the popcorn!" Hana cried with zeal, racing off.
"You don't even know where the kitchen is? Ahrg, Beetle-Juice." Vlad sighed, slapping his forehead. Next to him a spirit took form, one covered in a simple armor made a bamboo and its leaves. In his hand he held a bamboo stick tightly, as though he found being called irksome.
"You called, Master?" The spirit called Beetle-Juice asked, though he knew the answer already.
"Make sure he get to the kitchen and doesn't touch anything." Vlad ordered, the spirit saluted him and vanished.
--------------------------------------Oyamada hallway---------------------------Manta and Narsco's bedroom-------------------------------------------------
"This isn't the kitchen either!" Hana panted, eyeing the miniature furniture of Mr. and Mrs. Oyamada. He sweat dropped, entering the room with a curious look on his face, it was just too cute in there. The blonde haired boy wondered aimlessly around the bedroom, totally forgetting why he left Vlad in the first place.
-Poof- "Young Lord?" The spirit asked, appearing beside Hana, who turned around quickly.
"Hello! what are you doing here?"
"I live here, young Lord, now; I'm to assist you in the kitchen by the orders of Master Vlad." He said tonelessly, floating out the door. Hana blinked, following the strange spirit down the ever winding hall. Soon, the two came to a room filled with highly polished white tiles and expensive kitchening-ware.
"Whoa, do all the rooms in this house look brand new…?" The blonde ask, but the spirit vanished before even answering. Looking disappointed, Hana managed by himself to find popcorn (popping it), soda (pop ), and as many snack puddings as he could carry.
--------------------------------------------------------------Back in the room with the huge T.V. --------------------------------------------------------------
"I had no idea you had so much pudding!" Hana cried, almost crying out of joy.
"OO Hana…are you sure you can handle all the pudding…" Vlad coxed his friend down in front of the Television. Setting the popcorn and gallons of sugary water down in front of them, stuffing a large amount of popcorn in his mouth, he strolled out in front in a show-o-fy fashion.
"Prepared to be dazzled by surroundsound!" Vlad clicked power button, and the room growled. Hana gasped, between the mouths full of pudding. (Vlad's face: --) He sat down, watching in disgust as Hana gulped down containers of vanilla after vanilla pudding, until the floor was littered with the containers just in time for the movie to begin. (Previews lasts 11.7 minuets) The menu came up; Vlad picked the all Japanese for Hana's sake.
: The Ring: (Vlad squeaked excitedly)
Vlad and Hana watched mesmerized, well, Vlad more then Hana, who seemed to be in his happy place. They watched the girl walk in to the room with the mysterious mist.
"Don't do it!" Vlad cried, covering his face. Hana dropped his spoon, making a loud hushing noise.
"Get your spoon off my carpet." Vlad hisses, lowering his voice as the family gathered in her memory.
"Get your carpet off my spoon. " Hanna giggled, and then turned his attention back to the screen.
"Shhhhhh!" Vlad hushed him. Both of them had their attention 100 focused on the screen just in time to see the girl's twisted face of horror, hunched in the closet in her night gown. Hana screamed for a fraction of a second, turning to Vlad. (Vlad's face: 00)
"What the heck was that?" Hana hissed, chucking a pudding container at Vlad. The small boy was knocked over, re-chucking it at Hana.
The two boy continued to watch the horror movie which I could write out every little bit, but no one really wants sit here and read Hana's facial expression or hear how Vlad thinks Samoa is a 'fox', in which Hana would throw a various amounts of food at the small Goth boy, until he fought back by hitting Hana in the leg with the remote. And we soon come to the part where Rachel or Rebecca whatever her name is knocked in the well and trapped inside. She slowly began to pick the little girl out of the water….
Hana watched wide eyed, sipping root beer at a frightening rate. "I have to go to the bathroom." He whispered loudly to Vlad, who was covering his face, shaking beside him.
"Are you crying?" Hana asked; Oo.
"It's so beautiful." Vlad sobbed, wiping his eyes.
We tone back out to her getting out of the well, and all is well. She opens the door to her whatever the heck he is and find him dead. She screamed something or other, sending Hana's caffeinated arm to fling back. Then she copies the tapes with her son…ending the nightmare? At the very end the moive played, you know the one that kills you in seven days after she calls you…
"OO…That was messed up…" Hana said solomly," You think…."
"We'll die in seven days, heck no, that's stupi- RING!
Vlad and Hana screamed, diving under the chairs.
"I'm not answering it!"
"It's your house!"
The answering machine picked up. 'Hello, yu reached da Oyamada res-i-dence, ummm, as yu can see vhere are not here, su 'ang up- Narsco, the paper says leave a message' both voices said 'after the beep', the male voice sighed and the machine beeped. Hana and Vlad held their breaths.
"Oh, Hey Manta…I'm trying to reach Yoh but I keep getting the wrong numbers. Speaking of which did you here what the five said to the three-"The man on the line was interrupted. ("Move it buddy!") "Yeah well, I'll tell you when I get there, I just wanted to say that I may be late, there's this weirdo holding up the-Hey, what are you doing, I'm not- Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. The phone call was cut off; the two boys looked at each other.
"What was that about…?" Vlad asked, crawling out from under the chair. Hana shook his head, putting a figure to his mouth. The two talked for 15 uneventful hours about going over to Hana's house. Finally, the two headed out of the house, as Vlad's spirit watched them. His attention was brought over to a corner of the window; glaring, he nodded. He knew. He knew.
("Hi, I'm a mouse, my name is Tim! ")