This folder contains miscellaneous Vocaloid stories which MASTER writes and stores away in a neatly organized digital filing cabinet on the hard drive. So please do not delete any files you view. Be aware that anything can happen in this neat but packed folder. All ratings in the digital filing cabinet range from K to M.
Disclaimer & Author's Note: I do not own Vocaloid or any and all official/fan-made characters, except my own fan-mades. This is just a collection of one-shots that don't fit anywhere else, or have no space within the ever-complex workings that is my mind. As you can tell already, this folder contains miscellaneous Vocaloid stories that I test-run or just create on a whim that may or may not have a back-story plotline, or are challenges made by others which I answer.
It's A Trap!
"So... how was the date?" Rin asked her brother.
"Don't ask," he hissed, "you knew SHE was a MAN, didn't you?"
Rin had the decency to fake thinking for several moments, a wide grin on her face as the giggles threatened to erupt from her mouth.
"Yeah, I knew Namine Ritsu was a boy and not a hot smoking girl like you thought."
"I hate you," he said and quickly headed to the safety of his bedroom, door closing shut.
"Payback for the stolen oranges, bitch," Rin whispered to herself, with a rather dark giggle escaping her. Of course, Len stole her oranges as revenge because she hid his three banana crates two weeks ago...
The Eggplant That Runs
"Is that a running eggplant with sticks for legs?"
"Is that Gakupo being chased by law enforcement?"
"What the fuck is going on here?"
The oldest female of the group shrugged. "Is it really a time to wonder what trouble Kaito got Gakupo into?"
The Kazamine Twins, Mikuo, Ted, and Neru decide it was best not to wonder what the hell was going on. Although it was still a mystery as to how Gakupo got a giant eggplant to run like a horse...
Len's Baby Girl
"Now wait a moment, Len; there's no way that could be your baby," Mikuo tells Len.
Baby girl who was named Rin smiles and says, "I wuv yaoi."
"Ooooohhhhh... it's my baby," Len moans.
Moose
"Huh, weird..." Meiko was reading the morning papers, sober oddly enough, "Wife's husband cleared of murder; moose is suspect..."
"Wait, a moose?" Kaito blinked, sipping a coffee slushie.
"Yeah... Bullwinkle must have murdered someone," she said.
Kaito Fouls Up Again D:
"My arm is numb," Len complained.
"Go masturbate then," Kaito replied, not knowing four ladies were behind him giving glares. Kaito finds himself kicked out of the house an hour later in the cold rain... in the cold, storming, thundering, rain...
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