Kosaburo + Raticate
By
Queen Jodicca, also known as Annastar.
I don't own
these characters. This is just a kind of weird fanfic where the plot appears to
have gone on somewhat of a permanent vacation, so be warned! (come to think of
it, so has Cassidy. No one ever seems to explain why.)
"Why do I
miss Cassidy? When she's gone? 'Cos I never really liked her in the first
place. And, more to the point, why does my voice sound like a Weezing has
crawled down my throat and is currently using a cheese grater to create metal
shavings?"
"You miss
Cassidy because you love her and you feel guilty because it was your fault that
she disappeared."
"What are
you, Raticate, a psychiatrist? And I'll thank you not to listen in on my
private conversation!"
"With
who?"
Kosaburo
pointed to a mirror.
"Him in
there."
Raticate shook
its head.
"Isn't
this where you're supposed to go 'You're right Raticate, I love her and I'm
going after her to get her back and make her mine forever or die trying'? After
all this fanciful be a bit boring if you don't."
"Nah. Too
Neoshippy, and you know the author hates any romantic stories involving either
me of Kojiro."
"So what's
the story anyway?"
"We could
be waiting for someone who hasn't turned up?"
"The plot
hasn't turned up either."
"We could
always dress up as alien zombies and threaten to obliterate the author unless
she gives us a plot."
"Yeah,
great idea!"
"Um, guys?
Please? Get real!"
"Was that
the author?"
"Who
cares? Hey get over here and give me a hand with these alien zombie outfits,
will ya?"
"Sure
thing."
Raticate and
Butch run off screen in alien zombie outfits.
The End.
Who needs plots?
Got a problem with it? Send it to QueenJodicca@aol.com
(This is my new email)