Title: Waiting For Minako Part 18 Author: Dark Day For Anime (Mark A Page) Email: ayanami@merlin.net.au ICQ: 9845111 IRC: Saitou^Hajime on DALnet #AJAS Fic Rating: Distractive Waiting for Minako by DDFA (Mark A Page) Part Eighteen - The Dilemma -------------------------------------------------------------------- Scene: A dim and distant plain, on some unknown and mysterious vista. There is a cloud of dust on the horizon, and a figure can be seen, running as quickly as she can. She is dressed in red pants and a white shirt with a yellow strip running across her chest, with a large cape flapping behind her. She has red-brown hair, and is rather short. She comes to a sudden halt, looking from side to side with much interest. Lina: I'm sure I heard someone mention something about an Inverse Layer.... Meanwhile, in a small house in Adelaide, Australia, at 6am, a large, rotund figure is sitting in an equally large, brown tv chair, in front of his computer, which is atop a large, wooden, light blue painted table that had been built by his grandfather. The figure is dressed in nothing more than a white shirt and underpants, having failed, completely, to get any sleep due to something called SIU. He briefly turns to the large Mokona plushie that is sitting on the small table, next to the chair. DDFA: What am I going to do, Mokona-chan.... How am I going to get Usagi out of Hades, and Ami and Makoto back in Tokyo, where they shall come face to face with the terrible Zodin, and defeat her, aided by a small man who travels in a blue police telephone box.... Mokona: ..... DDFA: ..... Mokona: ..... DDFA: ..... Mokona: ..... DDFA: ..... Mokona: ..... DDFA: ..... Mokona: ..... DDFA: Jesus, I must be tired.... Now I'm talking to stuffed dolls.... DDFA stands and steps around the partition that divides the area where his computer sits and the small, messy kitchenette, resplendent with unwashed dishes, bits of paper, items of no value and the occasional note stuck to the cupboards or the fridge. This displays much of DDFA's state of mind as he ignores it all and makes himself a cup of coffee. He returns to his computer with the coffee, and saves WfM part 18 to see how big the file is, not realising he has saved it under part 17, losing that part in the process. After much ranting and raving, he retrieves part 17 from a backup copy, and wonders why the computer didn't warn him about the problem in the first place. he then saves part 18 under its own name, and starts drinking the coffee. He then diverts himself from the story to read through his mail, finding some interest in a list of Rurouni Kenshin episodes, in the order of their release from Hecto/Shin Sen Gumi, and wonders if they are EVER going to get it right. DDFA: Shitheels and Cocksmokers my foot. Can't get the timing right, and the translation's up shit estuary without so much as a raft. He ponders. DDFA: ..... He ponders some more. DDFA: ..... He plays a round of golf, reads War and Peace, starts a new conglomerate, becomes Prime Minister of Australia and retires on a huge pension. DDFA: Nah, that's just silly. Suddenly, the spark of life enters the tender folds of his brain as the coffee starts to take effect. Strange thoughts enter his mind, and he starts to giggle in a strange and inane fashion, his fingers hitting the keyboard with the manic glee of a piano maestro.... Meanwhile, on a beach in scary North Queensland, Mercury and Jupiter have run into a slight problem in their efforts to find civilisation, commonly called a river. Jupiter: ..... Mercury: ..... Jupiter: Well, if this doesn't take the cake.... Mercury: Hmm.... it's very wide. Jupiter: What are we going to do now? Mercury: Swim across? Jupiter: Swim? I can't swim across there. Mercury: Why not? Jupiter: I'll get wet. Mercury: Well, of course you'll get wet. It's full of water. That's why it is a river. Jupiter: I don't like rivers. Mercury: Why not? Jupiter: Because they go a long way. Mercury: ..... Jupiter: ..... Mercury: Would you like to explain that little piece of useless information? Jupiter: I mean, it goes a long way that way. Jupiter points upstream. Mercury: So? Jupiter: That means all that water is pushing down that way. Jupiter points to the ocean. Mercury: Yes, so? Jupiter: Just think. You've got all of that water trying to push you into the sea as you're swimming across it.... And the sea is deep, dark and scary, and full of sharks and giant squids and all kinds of nasty things that want to eat you for dinner. Mercury: Don't worry. You'll only give them indigestion. Jupiter: I will? Mercury: Yes, you will. Jupiter: That's alright, then. Mercury facefaults. Mercury: Oh, for heaven's sake.... Jupiter: Hold on a moment, can I test something? Mercury: What? Jupiter puts her hands on Mercury's shoulder and leans close. Mercury looks at her, strangely, wondering what perverted thing she has on her mind. Jupiter then lifts back her head and headbuts Mercury. They both fall to the ground, holding their heads. Mercury: Owwwww.... Ow ow ow ow ow. Jupiter: Ack, ah, ouchie ouch atatatatata.... Mercury: What the hell did you do that for? Jupiter: I wanted to see if this was all a dream. Mercury: Oh for.... Look, you've already done the dream bit. This is cold, hard reality. Jupiter: No, this is Queensland. They're an anathema. Mercury: Look, we have to get across this river. Unless we do, we'll have to backtrack and find another way out of this hell. Jupiter: But that would mean.... Heading towards Townsville. Cue dramatic strains of evil-sounding music. Mercury: Did you hear that? Jupiter: Yes. There is an orchestra on a raft, floating down the river. Mercury: Forget that.... You know what will happen if we walk into Townsville.... Jupiter: They'll put on reruns of The Heights? Mercury: Even worse. We might have fawning fans mob us, calling us Amy and Lita, and they will tear off our fukus as souvenirs and demand the S season be dubbed, complete with a watered-down relationship between Haruka and Michiru because it might give the kiddies bad ideas. Jupiter: Kowai! Mercury: Then the hentais shall molest us and commit unspeakable acts upon our young, pert bodies, and shall sell us into slavery. Jupiter: ..... Mercury: ..... Jupiter: You sound as if you WANT it to happen. Mercury: Everybody's got to have a dream. Jupiter sighs and picks up Mercury, throwing her into the river. Mercury: Oi! *Glub* What did you do that for? *Glub* Jupiter: I thought it might help you cool down a little. Mercury: But.... I can't swim. Jupiter: What do you mean, you can't swim? You can swim as well as Michiru. You can't fool me, you know.... I've seen the episode where the pair of you face off.... Mercury: ..... Jupiter: ..... Mercury: They used a double for that scene. Jupiter: ..... Mercury: ..... Jupiter: You're kidding me? Mercury: ..... Jupiter: ..... Mercury: Yes. Jupiter: ..... Mercury: ..... Jupiter: Why you little BITCH! Mercury: Come on in, Jupiter. The water's fine. *teehee* Jupiter: I'm in the right mind to just leave you there, you know that? Mercury: Oh come on.... It was just a little joke. Jupiter: Joke? Joke? What do YOU know about joking? Mercury: ..... Jupiter: ..... Mercury: Well, why don't you join me? Jupiter: ..... Mercury: Don't tell me YOU can't swim? Jupiter: ..... Mercury: ..... Jupiter: No, actually. I'd rather take the bridge, just over there. Seeya on the other side. END OF PART 18 -------------------------------------------------------------------- Will Minako ever arrive? Does Minako even exist? Does DDFA exist, or is he a figment of the writer's imagination. Will Jupiter get across the river before Mercury? Will Lina ever find the Inverse Layer? For no answers to these questions, stay tuned for the next exciting chapter of the interminable saga of Ami and Makoto in "Waiting for Minako". The non-viable alternative to caffeine. ^_^ _________ / @ \ DDFA (The Right Dishonourable Mark A Page) / / ^ ^ \ \ ayanami@merlin.net.au /\ Chief Propoganda Officer, Keeper of \/ \/ the Tapes and Co-Founder of the Saitou-chan \___________/ Appreciation Society - Adelaide Japanese /_/ \_\ PU Animation Society Version 1.0 - Damn those Aussies! Damn them to Hell!