Subject: [FFML][TM! Spamfic]What'll it be? Date: Mon, 30 Nov 1998 23:08:57 -0500 From: Mark Ferrer To: ffml@fanfic.com mabli@idirect.com What'll it be? by Mark Ferrer Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. I'll only be using them for a little while. Note: This is the work of a sleep depraved, er, dipraved, er, deepraived... Um, a really sleepy guy. * * * Tenchi walked the streets, having no particular place to go, deep in thought. Life at home got really weird ever since a fight between Ryoko and Ayeka resulted in one of Nobiyuki's camcorders to be damaged. He had never seen his father like that, ever. All the girls broke was the strap that wrapped around your hand while you held the recorder. Maybe he probably got angry because that was the camera he used to take Achika's movies with. All Tenchi knew for sure was that he wasn't seeing things that his father had a pale blue aura surrounding him when he found out who broke the strap. Tenchi's grandfather also seemed interested by the whole thing. Perhaps Nobiyuki's lineage had some magical aspects? "Tenchi. Your indecision has brought one of my treasures to be damaged. I suggest you choose one of these girls before something else happens." his father had said in front of everybody. He left to repair the camera, leaving Tenchi, the girls and Yosho in startled in his wake. Yosho was the first to recover. Clearing his mouth before saying, "I believe we should follow your father's... advice on this subject Tenchi. Take some time and think about who you truly want. Sasami, Kiyone, Mihoshi, I think it's time you tell Tenchi." Tenchi looked at the three girls. "Tell me what?" he asked innocently. He was completely surprised to see all girls facefault at that question. When they had recovered, they told him that they were also in love with him. Tenchi thought to himself. He absently noted that he was reaching the plaza near his home. Shrugging his shoulders, he headed for it. He passed by some stores with beautiful gowns. He briefly wondered how each of the girls would look in them. A light blue (some would say cyan) dress caught his eye and he thought of the choice he would have to make. "I pretty much can't base it on looks." Tenchi mused. Tenchi thought. The growling in his stomach was loud enough to distract him from his thoughts. He had left the house with only half a cup of tea in his stomach. Looking around, he saw that the only place where he could get food was a small ice cream shop. Entering the shop, the cashier welcomed him, "Welcome to the Ice Cream Emporium. 250 flavours and counting." "NO!" Tenchi shouted before falling dead on the floor. "Wh-what happened?" asked the cashier. A young, black haired girl and a tall, tanned beauty checked out the fallen boy. The shorter pulling out a small device and pointing it at the boy. "It says his fainted from the stress of having to choose." she said, pressing some buttons on the cellphone looking device. "Who in the world faints from having too many ice cream choices?" asked the taller one. "There something strange- hey, he's trying to say something." exclaimed the younger one. "I wish..." Tenchi murmured. * * * To be continued? All I can say is, oops. I started as a spamfic but I guess it quite possibly turn into a series. It was supposed to be a short joke but it just got longer. oh well.