Fooly Cooly: Return
Chapter 1: What the Hell?
I don't own FLCL, Fooly Cooly or Furi Kuri.
As a 14 year old Naota walked down the boring street and boring apartments, heading for home, he noticed a thin fog rolling in...
Huh? It's too warm for a fog...
The fog turned pink and through the fog was a yellow vespa bike without a rider...
"Huh?" said the 14 year old Naota. The bike was similar to the one 2 and a half years ago, except with flames.
Suddenly a pink-haired girl, about 20, jumped toward the boy, holding her pink guitar as if it was a baseball bat to a baseball player. "Hiyaa!" yelled the crazy woman. He locked his dark blue, "Ricken-Backer" bass with hers.
-Samurai Scene-
"I have been searching for a long time for you!" said the Pink haired samurai in the straw hat, lips not in sync of her voice.
"So have I!" said the young samurai, the same way his enemy did.
"I want my... Ricken-Backer blade back!"
-End Scene-
"WHAT!" yelled Naota, making an attempt to hit her with his guitar.
"DAMN YOU! YOU LEAVE ME AND YOU COME BACK FOR YOUR GUITAR!"
Haruko looked at the boy, with a chibish, obnoxious look on her face and the words to match.
"Of course I came back for you... to see what kind of a man you've become!" she said, tickling under his chin.
Naota smiled nervously.
Damn you overactive hormones!
"Are you... err... gonna be the housekeeper again?" he asked, thinking how stupid he must sound.
"Oh yes Takun! I think I'll be here loooooonger Tak-kun!" she said, with a bit of a devlish smirk.
"Great..." said Naota, sarcastically.
They began to walk toward his home, while Haruko pestered him with many questions, him ignoring them and finally came home, his father working on his magazine. "Welcome to the Ninomori Hellhole..."
"So, did you learn the meaning of Fooly Cooly?" asked his dad as Naota hit him in the head with his guitar.
"Don't mind him, he still thinks I'm thirteen." said Naota.
"Welcome back, Haruko, what's it been, 2 years?"
Naota sweatdropped. "I'm going to bed!"
"It's only six!" said his dad.
"I'm tired..."
His lights were off and a punk rock song was playing at a soft volume.
Where were you, Haruko, in the million times i needed you...
The light went on. "You gotta bring out the jams dude!" said Haruko, putting out the CD he was listening to, and putting his own on. It was heavy metal and she had an air guitar jam session.
"Sure..." said Naota as if nothing had happened.
Suddenly he saw him, the Commander with his huge eyebrows.
"Commander Fuzzy Brows?" said Haruko as she read some of Naota's Naruto manga.
"It's Commander AMARAO!" he said, angrily. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU HERE?"
"Just passing through... heheheh!"
She took Naota's guitar and began shooting with it.
-Fighting Video Game Mode-
COMBO! 1-2-3!
"Pistol Paperotsi!" said the Commander, taking out his pistols and shooting like hell.
Videogame-Haruko then parried each bullet.
"Ha! You suck!"
She kept on hitting him with her guitar.
COMBO 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10!
HIGH SCORE!
-End Mode-
A pissed looking commander ran out with a red bump on his head. "I'll see you two later..."
Kamon (Naota's dad) then had an announcement.
"Mamimi is coming back here!"
"WHAT THE HELL?"
Preview in South Park Style.
A South Park version Haruko walks up.
"Next episode of: Fooly Cooly!
Man, the anime ended that way? Well anyway next episode ..."
"Mamimi is coming back dammit!" said Naota, popping up, and looking angry.
"Well yeah, and we hear she's gonna die of cancer and then in the end I end up having kids with Tak-kun."
"NOT TRUE!" says an angier Naota.
"Tak-kun!" says a Mamimi popping up.
"You're already here?" said Naota, amazed.
"Uh huh, and I'll be glad to start snapping photos!"
Naota then sweatdrops.
Next Episode of Fooly Cooly: Return: The New Mamimi!