Omake One: Parallel Universe
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Ryutaros: "What's taking so long?! He's so slow, so slow!"
Momotaros: "I can't see the screen, you snot-nosed brat!"
Sieg: "Why haven't I been mentioned in the story yet?"
Kintaros: "He must be writing my first fight! My strength must be making him cry so much that he can't see his own typing!"
Momotaros: "Like he would spend anytime on you guys, I'm the lead!"
Ryutaros: "But Momo-chan got beat up in his first fight, hehe."
Momotaros: "Why you--!!"
Urataros: :Sighs: "Yun-kun has been so busy lately. Surely the amount of girls he's stringed along through writing about me must be the reason. So busy that he's still working on chapter six and asked us to do this Omake for his readers."
Momotaros: "Bah! Like any girl would like a perverted turtle! He hasn't finished because he's lazy!"
Hana: "Momo!" :Gut punches Momotaros: "Quit wasting time! We haven't even started."
Momotaros: "Ugh. Why you little--!" :Realizes she's glaring at him and backs down.: "F-fine!"
Hana: "The topic of this Omake is: Alternate Den-O Stories. Before Neon Genesis Den-O was written, we were each asked to suggest a crossover idea."
Momotaros: "He didn't even use any of our ideas, and I had a great one! Filled with action, suspense and explosions!"
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Momotaros' Suggestion: Metal Gear Momo
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The Alaskan winds were cold and bitter, carrying with them the heavy snow of an approaching blizzard. A genome soldier did another lap of his patrol of Shadow Moses' helipad. His shift was almost at an end and soon he would be relaxing in a heated room with some hot coffee.
Unfortunately the cardboard box that currently rested before the elevator said otherwise. "A box? What's this box doing here?" He murmured to himself as he approached. It seemed to be harmless, granted it was out of place. Studying it for a moment, he kicked it with the toe of his boot.
"Ow! What the hell was that for?!" The box was suddenly tossed aside. There stood Momotaros, clad in a sneaking suit complete with a bandana about his forehead.
"!"
Reaching for his radio, he would never make that call as a haymaker knocked him out cold. Chuckling to himself, Momotaros knelt down and placed two fingers against the side of his head.
"Heh, I reached the helipad."
On the other side of the codec came Urataros, "Good job, Senpai."
"You?!"
"Naomi-chan is here too."
"Hi Momo-chan!" Naomi chimed happily, "If you need to save your game, call me!"
"Heh, sorry Naomi-chan, but I won't be needing any saves." With that he cut off the codec, rising.
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The DARPA Chief's cell door was suddenly unlocked. Cautiously Momotaros stepped out, only to have a gun pointed at his head. "Don't move!" A girl? Turning to face the soldier, she shouted again, "Don't move!!"
"Heh, what? Is this your first time handling a gun? Look, your hands are shaking." Clenching his fists, he chuckled, "Think you can do it, ya rookie?" The girl suddenly threw down her gun before whipping off her mask.
"HANA?!"
"MOMO!!"
She clocked him with an uppercut, causing him to land nearly a yard back. Blacking out, the last thing he heard was Urataros on the codec.
"Senpai? Senpai?! SENPAI!!"
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Urataros: "While your suggestion was good, Senpai, it lacked something all great stories need; romance."
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Urataros' Suggestion: Ura Muyo!
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The Misaki residence began the day quietly, Urataros finding himself idly playing with his toy fishing rod. The sounds of diligent cooking could be heard from the kitchen as Sasami made breakfast. While too young now for him, Urataros knew that she would be beautiful soon enough. In the meantime…
"Good morning, Ura-kun…" Ryoko's sly voice murmured as she draped her arms around him from behind. Despite how quietly she said it, however, another was certain to hear it. "Don't you dare touch my beloved Lord Urataros!!" Ayeka shouted. "He's mine!" Ryoko shot back. Grabbing one of his arms, they began a tug-of-war over the Imagin.
"Ryoko-chan, Ayeka-chan!" Urataros pleaded as he felt as if they were close to tearing off his limbs. "There's plenty of me to sha--" "NO!" The two agreed on that matter and that matter alone.
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Urataros: "Perhaps I was too hasty with my suggestion. As much as having so many girls under one roof would be blissful, I could not stand to watch them fight over me."
Momotaros: "Feh! You just didn't like it because you could only choose one of them!"
Kintaros: "Enough! It is time to see a truly manly idea!"
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Kintaros' Suggestion: Fist of the Kin Star
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The desert winds blew hot as he stood before the gang of biker bandits, one of which had his foot pressing down on a small girl's head. The others began to circle the lone figure who opposed them, chuckling as they saw such easy prey. Chained weapons jangled, blades gleamed in the scorching sun's light.
Raising a fist, he pressed it against his jaw before pushing, filling the air with the brief sounds of his neck popping. That was the gang's cue as they lunged forth, preparing to kill him. The first flew back into his fellows as an open palm slammed into his chest. Unfortunately the others struck true.
Chuckles first filled the air, only before they realized that none of their blades pierced his flesh, nor any blows had affected him. Throwing them off of him with the casual demeanor of a shrug, he approached the leader who still grinded his boot against the poor girl's head. The leader gave a smug grin, "Your weak attacks are nothing against 2 of Diamonds gang!" He shouted in defiance as his men rose as if nothing had happened.
The figure spoke, "My strength has made your men cry."
As if the words themselves had power, the gang suddenly froze. Gripping their faces, their heads began to swell. Their leader's eyes widened as he saw them burst…into waterfall tears.
"Such power!" His courage leaving him, the gang leader ran off, leaving his men to cry. Kintaros approached the girl before handing her a tissue. "Wipe your tears with this."
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Ryutaros: "My turn, my turn!"
Momotaros: "Bah! What idea could a snot-nosed brat like you have?!"
Ryutaros: "This one!"
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Ryutaros' Suggestion: Tarosmon
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Humming to himself, Ryutaros skipped along through the woods. He had finally been allowed by Airi to collect and train Tarosmon and Professor Owner had given him three Tarosmon to start his journey. It didn't take long before he ran into trouble though.
"Prepare for trouble."
"And make it double."
"Yuto."
"Deneb."
"Team Zero blast off at the speed of time."
"I can't think of anything that rhymes. I apologize!"
"DENEB!"
Ryutaros giggled some. "My first Tarosmon fight, yay! I'll choose you first! Go Momo-chan!" Throwing out a Tarosball, it opened, revealing Momotaros, or rather his head on the body of Charmander.
"Momo, Momo!" (Translation: "What the?!")
"Momo-chan, headbutt!"
"Momo, Momo, Momotaros!" ("Why should I have to?!")
"Deneb! Fingershot!"
"Roger!" Extending his index fingers and thumbs out to resemble guns, he fired on Momotaros, knocking the Tarosmon out.
"Huh? Momo-chan's out already? Oh well. Kame-chan, I choose you!"
Another Tarosball was thrown, revealing a creature with Urataros' head on a Squirtle.
"Ura, Urataros…" ("How embarrassing…")
"Kame-chan, water gun!" Urataros suddenly shot forth a jet of water from his mouth, yet it seemed to have no affect on Deneb.
"Deneb! Another fingershot!"
"Roger!"
With another barrage of shots, Urataros was out. Ryutaros took hold of his last Tarosball. "Go, Kuma-chan!" Throwing it, the ball brought forth a creature with Kintaros head on Pikachu's body.
"Kintaros!" ("You'll cry!")
"Kuma-chan, Dynamic Chop!"
Kintaros suddenly jumped up high into the air, only to come crashing down on Team Zero, launching them into the sky.
"LOOKS LIKE TEAM ZERO'S BLASTING OFF AGAIN!"
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Ryutaros: "Heh heh!"
Momotaros: "What the hell was that?!"
Ryutaros: "Momo-chan lost again!"
Momotaros: "Why you!!"
Sieg: "Now my turn has arrived. Every good story needs intrigue, especially when it involves royalty such as myself."
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Sieg's Suggestion: SiegNote
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Sitting alone in his royal chambers, Sieg struggled over the morality of using the mystical item before him. Who was he to play God, and yet he knew he could do the world so much good. Opening the notebook, he took up a quill pen. Facing final thoughts, he finally wrote the first name down: Momotaros.
Sitting in the DenLiner, Momotaros took a swig of his coffee before he froze, dropping the cup. Gripping his chest, he fell over, bringing the attention of the other passengers. Was he dying? He felt as if the world was growing larger…or was he shrinking?!
"WHAT THE HELL?!"
Meanwhile in a dark room, a TV monitor suddenly lit up, depicting a blank white screen save for the letter U.
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Hana: "That's the last one, I hope you enjoyed it."
Ryutaros: "Huh? Hana-chan didn't suggest one?"
Momotaros: "Heh, I bet she would have suggested some girly magical girl ide—OOF!!" :He doubled over as Hana knocked the wind out of him and stormed off.:
Urataros: "Chapter Six is coming soon! See you then!"