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Switch
By: Kirei Ryuusei Date: June 6, 2011, 12:22 pm
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I made this fanfic on ff.net on a random thought: "What if Kanon
acted like a normal teenager?"....Yeah, whatever thought you
have, I had it too.
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Chapter 1--Curiosity: The Source of All Chaos
This world consisted only of a spacious room decorated with
chairs of red velvet and a beautifully-crafted wooden table at
its center. Windows illuminated the area with an elegant glass
chandelier hanging from the ceiling. In this room were the
explanations of multiple murders were explained. Blue texts were
drawn to shatter malicious red with the red sometimes prevalent
in negating the modest blue. However, this particular
conversation was not about any of that.
"...I'm telling you she's more psycho than Shion!" Battler
commented.
"I'll give you that, if you admit that your father is more
perverted than Keiichi" the golden witch, Beatrice, told him.
"Ihihihihi" the red-haired man laughed "I'll right, My old man
is more perverted than Keiichi. That's no skin off my back. Say,
Beato..."
The witch took a sip of tea as she cocked her head in his
direction "What?"
"I've always..." the Ushiromiya searching for the words "Have
you ever been curious about a person acting...different from
their normal attitude?"
Beato paused mid-bite. A chocolate-covered gingersnap hung from
her mouth. She asked "Mho mawe rou finking of?"
Battler leaned back in the velvet-covered chair. He sighed "Of
all the people in the house it was pretty easy to imagine them
being someone else. I mean since most are a bit easy to read.
But..."
The Endless Witch stuffed a tart in her mouth. Crumbs lined her
lips and spewed from her mouth when she repeated "Wut?"
Her opponent sighed as he took a napkin to wipe her face. He
continued "But, I could never understand Kanon-kun. I mean
he's...how old?"
"Sixteen" she replied, brushing stray remnants off her dress.
"I don't even want to know why you know that" Battler mumbled
"Anyway, he's younger yet he acts like...how can I put it..."
"Like Kinzo?" Beatrice suggested.
The eighteen-year-old put his hand to his chin "The insanity no,
but the age yes. I just would like to see him...you
know...loosen up. I know that even George-aniki had his kicks
when he was a teen too!"
Beatrice bowed her head. Golden bangs shadowed her cerulean
eyes. The witch's shoulders began to tremble. Battler worried
and started to approach her. That's when the endless witch
snapped up cackling. She called "Interesting! Really
interesting! If you really want to see that Battler, I can grant
it if you say so."
Of course Battler and Beatrice were supposed to be engaged in
their closed space game. However, the woman didn't feel like
creating a new board. That and...she was also curiosity just
what would happen if the young servant had been like normal
adolescent male. Silence enveloped the meta-world in the form of
a tea room. Blue met blue "Beato...I want you to have Kanon-kun
act the opposite of his personality."
Oh how this was a premonition for disaster...
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Re: Switch
By: Kirei Ryuusei Date: June 6, 2011, 12:25 pm
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Chapter 2--Wake Up Call
Click. Clack. Click. Clack.
The sound echoed through the halls. Heels stepped across the
wooden floors. Shannon timidly brushed off dust with a feather
duster. Her eyes trailed around the area. No footsteps. No
sounds of anything being moved. Not even a voice. However, this
was not unusual. The maid was aware that the youngest servant,
Kanon could easily do his work without making a sound. Most
times it took her more effort to even hear his breathing. What
was unusual was that Kanon wasn't around, she could sense it.
Though the sky was a murky grey with rain continuously pitter
pattering on the windowpanes, it was currently 1:43 in the
afternoon. Shannon recalled the servant's sleeping patterns. He
was usually up and about by 8:00 am. Their schedules stated that
Kanon was supposed to be sweeping and polishing after Shannon
dusted. However, all the halls and rooms that she finished
remained untouched. This occurrence was extremely strange, and
it worried her. For once Shannon, half-did her chores. (Not like
you could notice the difference!)The maid wandered through the
halls searching, cautious not to alert the Ushiromiya of Kanon's
absence.
Not in the kitchen, boiler room, bathroom, any of the guest
rooms, nor the residents' rooms. Especially not in parlor with
the guests. And she could just forget looking outside! Where the
hell was he? Shannon almost chalked up this as Kanon's ability
to disappear and reappear wherever whenever he felt like it.
That's when she passed the only room she failed to search. The
servants' quarters. No...he couldn't be. Shannon had to force
him into bed every night.
Nonetheless she opened the door. Within the plain space that was
Kanon's room. It was dark due to the lights being off and the
windows closed. She spied a mass of blankets and pillows on his
bed. Shannon opened the curtains only to hear a hiss
"Closeit..."
"Kanon-kun, you have to get up" Shannon chided.
"Dunnwanna" was her brother's slurred response.
"But Kanon-kun-" she pulled the covers off.
The boy flinched at the air and light exposure. In his flannel
pajamas with his hair disheveled the teen put a pillow over his
head "No~Sleep~~~~~~"
The older sister switched flipped on "You're getting up right
now!"
She ripped the pillow off and pulled Kanon out of bed. He wiped
at his eyes "Fine, you win nee-san. But if you don't mind..."
He showed his clothes. The maid blushed before walking out. As
soon as she was out the door slammed. Laughter was heard behind
the closed door.
"Wha-" She turned the knob. Locked. "Kanon open the door!"
"In five more minutes" was his response before the rustling of
blankets was heard.
Shannon couldn't believe it. She didn't know to be pissed or
scared. Her little brother. The never-kid, always-do-your-duty,
non-slacker Kanon was...was...acting like a normal teenager!
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Re: Switch
By: Kirei Ryuusei Date: June 6, 2011, 12:27 pm
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Chapter 3--Clothes and Closets
Shannon decided to believe that Kanon was sick. So sick that he
was delusional. She decided that until he was better or at least
not half insane, that she would have to cover his duties and
keep Kanon away from the family. If he acted anything like that
in front of Natsuhi-sama or Krauss-sama they'd...they'd...Oh
Shannon couldn't bear to think what would happen if that
happened.
Meanwhile, the said teen awoke, stretching his limbs. The sun
was high in the sky as he lies sprawled across the bed "Ngh...I
really don't wanna work today..."
However, he shoved off to look in his closet. What was inside
made him frown "The hell? What am I, a shut in?"
In the meta-world Battler and Beatrice were howling with
laughter at the comment. Kanon seethed as he glared at the
clothes.
Kanon glanced around the closet for something anything better.
He faintly saw the corner of a box. His hands reached up to grab
it but fell short. The servant commented "You know being sixteen
and having the height of a middle-schooler sucks. Why'd I set it
so high?" his answer rang into his thoughts. Right. 'Not
appropriate for furniture', man what the hell was I thinking?
Kanon was extremely glad that no one could see him right at this
moment. His hand reached for the box so far on the shelf as he
jumped up and down. A moment of joy was felt as the boy had the
feel of the cardboard box. That was instantly ruined once he
heard the shelf come loose. A stream of curse words were uttered
form his mouth before he was buried underneath a mound of
clothes.
He moaned "Dammit..."
About fifteen minutes or so later the black haired teen clawed
his way through the mass of uniforms and oak board with the item
he tried to get "My precious..." (I give cookie to who ever
guesses the movie)
Inside the box were clothes that Shannon had gotten him on
multiple occasions. Every article unworn. At least until now.
Kanon slipped on a pair of jeans with a rip or two on them,
adorned with a couple chains, a white tee with a black hoodie
vest. A pair of tennis shoes on his feet (I don't care if this
wasn't style or existent, I do what I want).
Kanon exited his room and wandered around. Shannon caught sight
of him. Her jaw dropped "Kanon-kun, what-what are you wearing?
We're on the island. We're at work. You-You can-"
"Chill nee-chan, it's just..." he pondered for the word "A
change of pace. It's not like there's a dress code anyway."
Shannon chided "But Natsuhi-sama-"
"Yes Shannon?" a voice came behind her. The maid whirled around,
hiding Kanon behind her. She glanced left and right for some
solution and managed to look behind her to see the cleaning
closet. In a second she opened the door and pushed her surrogate
brother in before standing in front of it.
"What was that?" Natsuhi wondered.
Shannon put on a forced smile "Nothing, Natsuhi-sama. I was just
putting up some supplies."
Natsuhi didn't seem to notice anything unusual. She straightened
the creases from her dark dress. The lady queried "You called my
name for something?"
"Nee-chan!" Kanon's muffled voice called from the other side.
The brunette lady said over her brother's cry "I was just coming
to ask if there was a tea of preference from Natsuhi-sama
today!"
"Shannon there is no need to yell," Natsuhi scolded "It's
unbecoming of a lady."
The servant gave a slight bow "Hai."
"Let me out!" was heard.
Startled, the Ushiromiya lady turned her head in various
directions before asking "Was that Kanon?"
"Uh..." Lying was not the maid's forte but she hadn't been
detected yet "Are you feeling well today, Natsuhi-sama? You must
be hearing things. Allow me to fetch some tea for you."
Natsuhi was whisked away by the maid. This left poor Kanon
stuffed in the closet, tangled in the brooms and buckets. His
struggle was heard by Kinzo. He opened the door and Kanon
tumbled onto the floor.
"Ah, Kanon, I was just looking for you." Kinzo commented.
Kanon brushed himself off and thought of why Kinzo would want
him "Please tell me it's some outrageous prank."
The Ushiromiya head merely smirked. A glint of mischief shone in
his eyes. Oh this would be sweet.
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Re: Switch
By: Kirei Ryuusei Date: June 6, 2011, 12:30 pm
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Chapter 4--Sabotae with Butter and Pepper
"Kinzo are you sure this is gonna work?" Kanon wondered as he
and the said man were hidden within, ironically, a closet. They
had set up all their pranks and awaiting for the guests and
residents of the mansion to trigger the. The blue-eyed servant's
employer eagerly awaited with a gleeful face reminded him of a
child's. Kinzo gasped. "When has my pranks failed?"
The changed teenager incredulously at the old man. "The Flood?"
"How was I supposed to know that Krauss could fix the rig on the
facuets?" the head of the Ushiromiya family defended.
Kanon deadpanned. "He's your son."
"Otou-san (1)?" speak of the devil, it was Krauss. The father of
the businessman rarely seen outside of his room so the eldest
son intended to pester the psychotic male while he had the
opportunity. Kinzo instantly cupped his hand over the
furniture's and his own mouth before they left a crack in their
hiding spot to watch their efforts unfold.
"Otou-san!" Krauss entered their visuals. The blonde wildly
scanned the vicinity for his parent. His mouth poised to call
again. Then his legs were swept from under him. The normally
strict mannered male was sent sailing in the air for
milliseconds before his body collided with the ground. "Shimatta
(2)!"
Kinzo and Kanon stifled their laughter as their prank succeeded.
They silenced themselves as they listened to another set of
footsteps approach the scene. The click-clack against the wooden
floorboards indicated the oncoming person was female. This was
only confirmed as a feminine voice wondered. "Onii-san (3)?"
It was Rosa, the youngest of Kinzo's children. Krauss was
rubbing his butt as she walked forward. The mansion resident
warned. "Rosa don't it's-"
His warning came to late as Rosa lost her footing. The ankle
length red skirt the sandy-blonde lady wore fluttered outward,
exposing her undergarments to her brother, father, and the
servant. Red flushed onto the teenage boy's face with an
expression of glee. He murmured. "Damn, Rosa's got some sexy
legs."
"What?"
"Nevermind." Kanon muttered as they continued to spy on their
handy work. Rosa and Krauss were stuck in a…suggestive position
with Krauss beneath his sister, with Rosa straddling the male.
His legs were entangled with Rosa's lingerie still exposed.
Suddenly a voice cried. "What's going on here?"
"N-Natsuhi!" her husband cried in surprise. "T-This isn't-"
WHAP!
That single sound resounded in the room. Rosa gasped as she fell
off her sibling. Kinzo, rocked back and forth to stifle his
chuckles. Kanon jaw dropped. His employer, the migraine-prone
brunette, Natsuhi just b****slapped her spouse and huffed away.
Krauss held his reddened cheek and started after his wife only
to slip again, landing on his face. The blonde wiped at the
substance that smudged on his face.
It was slippery, thus why Krauss and Rosa had sprawled onto the
ground. It smelled familiar, like something you would have with
breakfast. It was yellow, it was then Krauss realized what the
substance was. Butter. Someone buttered the floor.
"Where are those servants?" flustered and embarrassed, the man
wondered. "Genji! Shannon! Kanon!"
From in his hiding spot, Kanon whispered. "Your son is lazy teme
(4)."
Kinzo nodded in agreement. From the hall emerged the oldest
servant, Genji. His stoic mannerism had him greet. "You called,
Krauss-sama?"
"Clean this butter up!"
Mentally the transformed furniture noted: Get Krauss later. Both
of the Ushiromiya children left the room leaving the
white-haired man to his duties. Genji fetched a mop and a bucket
of cleaner. He began mopping when he said. "Kinzo-sama, I
presume that Kanon-kun is under your order today?"
From the distance a variety of yelps were heard through out the
mansion. All fear the power of butter! Kinzo snickered at his
relatives' tumbles. He hoped to see someone fall off the stairs
later today. The senile old man opened the closet door, brushing
off the imaginary dust off his cloak. "That would be correct.
Which reminds me, Kanon, isn't the hour nearly up?"
The said guy checked his watch. "It's 16: 50 (5), yeah."
A wicked smile graced the old man's face as he grabbed Kanon's
wrist, rushing down the halls like an estatic child. He arrived
at the kitchen and headed to pantry. The dark-haired youth was
shoved in first with Kinzo following behind. Rubbing his sore
wrist, the boy was about to complain about the death grip when
they heard the restaurant-style entrance to the kitchen open. In
stepped the chef for the Ushiromiya family, Gohda.
"Ah the stew should be about ready." he said in a sing-song
tone. Kanon resisted the urge to pop out and strangle the man;
he couldn't stand being in the vicinity with him. Then a smirk
developed, but soon Kanon will feel some sweet revenge for all
the times he'd be scolded and blamed for Gohda's shortcomings.
The stocky man grasped the lid of the pot. As soon as he lifted
the lid, a grotesque face popped up. The kiss-up servant
screamed in a pitch matching a female's. In blind terror Gohda
dashed from the kitchen, screeching the entire time.
Kinzo and Kanon fell out of the closet laughing. Another voice
quipped. "Kukuku, quite the joke."
The older maid for the household commented as she entered from
the second available doorway to the kitchen. First to recover
from his laughing fit, the teenager wondered. "You're not gonna
rat us out are you?"
"Rat you out? For what?" A sly smile appeared as Kumasawa
innocently said. "All I saw was Gohda run out as if the hounds
of hell were chaing him."
Gratefully, Kanon returned the smile. Kumasawa was like the
mother that never saw their child misbehaving, as the blue-eyed
guy was doing now. The sixteen-year-old removed the mask and
spring that were hidden in the stew, erasing any evidence that
they ever there. However the furniture spilled a nearby spice.
Some of the flavoring whisked into the air, and into the
personality-changed servant's nose He coughed and gagged. "Sh**!
sh**! sh**! It f***ing stings!"
Both of the elderly people only stared before laughing at the
misfortune of the teen. After sneezing out enough of the spicy
garnish, chili powder, apparently, the boy breathed a sigh of
relief. His moment of karma being a b**** left him with another
idea. Kanon gathered all the spilled powder and put it into the
mixture along with some cayenne pepper. Using the spoon to stir
the additions so they weren't detected, Kanon wasn't done with
his sabotage.
He walked over to the tea cart. The tea was still bubbling on
the kettle, however all the finger foods and a the dishware were
already set up. The dark-haired male grasped the pot that held
the sugar. He went over to the trash can and dumped it out. He
then filled it with a substance identical to the sugar, salt.
Footsteps meant some people were returning.
The older two were squashed, trying to exit out of the alternate
route since the other is where the newcomer was coming from.
Kanon, not bothering to try and shove with Kinzo and Kumasawa,
opted for hiding. The only spot available was the tea cart.
Ducking under the linen, the blue-eyed furniture managed to seat
himself under the cart just as the elderly duo managed to escape
and the door opened.
"I-It's in here…" the shaken voice coming from the archrival of
Kanon, Gohda.
The click-clack across the floor informed the teenager, that the
chef brought along a woman. Shifting of a lid was heard. "I
don't see anything, Gohda-san. Are you trying to do something in
appropriate, again?"
Immediately the voice was recognized as his surrogate sister,
Shannon. Flustered, the dark-haired arrogant man defended.
"T-That was only once, how was I supposed to know that you were
showering?"
"Uh, knock?" Shannon answered. Gohda had been caught in the
bathroom while she was in the shower and once while she was
dressing. To the normally shy maid, he had intentionally peeped
on her and got caught in the act. Whether or not it was true,
the brunette didn't trust the cook. "Just get the food served,
everyone seems to have had a long day of falling all day."
The tea cart began to move as Shannon pushed the cart to the
dining area, where all the Ushiromiya were gathered, bruised and
sore from slipping on the floorboards. Blue eyes peered outside
of the cloth and saw…heaven.
Shannon may be called his 'onee-san' but they weren't related,
meaning Kanon was free to look at her in suggestive ways as he
was now. He noted her legs and even the lacy lingerie she was
sporting. For a maid, his sister was pretty damn hot. A finger
was held to his nose to suppress any blood that threatened to
flow out.
As the maid made around the table, she stopped in front the
familiar sight of his infatuation, Jessica. He whispered.
"Jessie. Jessie!"
Hearing her name, the blonde whipped around. She prepared to
speak his name aloud when the servant put a finger to his mouth.
Warning his crush he said. "Don't eat, don't drink, oh and let's
hook up later."
All of that the brass knuckle user understood until she heard
'hook up'. Was this the same Kanon? He even called her 'Jessie'!
Before she could ask, the cart moved and the said person winked
before being obscured by the linen of the cart.
The cart was reparked later in the kitchen. Kanon held up his
palm and slowly curled each of his fingers. When his hand was in
a fist a simultaneous spit take could be heard before cries of
burning mouths and salty teas resounded, leaving a grin on
Kanon's face.
Buttering the floor
Annoying his boss
Sabotaging the lunch
Probably putting his enemy in the worst trouble in his life…..
All and all, Kanon believed he had a pretty productive day.
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Authoress' Notes:
1) Otou-san: 'father'
2) Shimatta: 'Sh**' or 'Dammit'
3) Onii-san: 'older brother'
4) Teme: b******
5) 16:50: 4:50 in the afternoon.
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Re: Switch
By: Goldensunsheba Date: June 6, 2011, 6:11 pm
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This fanfic is pure crack
I LOVE IT XD
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Re: Switch
By: Kirei Ryuusei Date: June 7, 2011, 9:57 pm
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Hits and Misses
Kanon had said he wanted to hook up with Jessica, but the
problem was he had somehow gotten himself lost in the mansion.
He never knew his way around so he had a map that showed him
where everything was. However, he had spilt coffee on earlier
that day so he was completely and utterly screwed.
If only he could've heard the sound of arguing adults or dirty
jokes from the teenagers only a couple halls down…
Meanwhile…
"Mou, I'm bored, let's play a game," Jessica suggested suddenly.
Ever since lunch she was thinking about Kanon's words to her.
'Hook up'. Were those words in his vocabulary? All the cousins
and adults turned to her, wondering what her idea was,
"Like…spin the bottle!"
"But all of us are relatives, Jessica," her father reasoned. She
quickly thought, "That just makes it more interesting. If you're
so worried about then let the servants play too."
Everyone pondered this for a moment but then men made their
decision once they heard, "Please excuse me, the tea is ready."
Males heads turned to see the fan service known as Shannon with
a tea cart. They may be married men (with the exception of
Battler and George) and love their wives, but who'd pass on a
sweet piece of ass like that? They gathered around, with the
women joining reluctantly. After all that only meant older men
were joining.
"Battler, you can go first," Jessica told him. She honestly
wanted to hold out until Kanon arrived. Battler, being the
pervert he was, complied with no complaint. He twisted the
bottle around. It spun in a full circle at least 5 times before
slowing down in front of…Rudolf. The red-haired guy paled, "No
way in hell."
"You have to Battler-kun," Kyrie teased. He shook his head,
"Won't do it. I'm not kissing that old bastard."
Eva then thought of a truly embarrassing punishment for those
that refused the kiss, "Then you will die…"
"What?" Everyone exclaimed.
The orange-haired woman looked up at her previous text and
scratched her head, "Oh, typo. I meant 'dye'" all the people in
the room let out a sigh of relief and let the eldest Ushiromiya
daughter speak, "their hair pink."
Dye their hair pink? All the people within the room pondered the
thought, while examining their own hair. Finally, unanimously,
the entire group shuddered. Battler, defeated and humiliated,
went over to his father. He silently prayed to god before doing
a quick peck on the lips. He shortly said after, "I'm going to
the bathroom."
"Me as well," Rudolf agreed as the two guys hurried out the
room. The remaining people gulped, fearing they would have luck
like Rudolf and his son. Gathering the courage, George pushed
his glasses back onto his face. He grasped the glass bottle. His
hand twisted and the bottle spun in a counterclockwise way.
Everyone looked mesmerized as it went from person to person.
Finally…it slowed. It crawled to each person. It was slowing
near Shannon, Maria, and Jessica. George hoped for it to slow
early so he could get his future fiancée. It stopped in front of
Shannon. His face lit up when the maid sneezed. The bottle moved
to her right, towards Maria. His face fell and his glasses
fogged, "R-Rosa-oba-san, you seriously cannot let me do this to
your daughter."
Rosa whistled innocently and didn't make eye contact with him.
Her daughter excitedly cried, "A kiss~ ! A kiss~! Uu-! Uu-!" She
jumped up and glomped her cousin. She smothered him with kisses.
Afterward George turned away from his family and curled into a
fetal position. Shannon went to comfort him, "George-sama…"
"No, no…Just leave me be…" he sniveled.
Genji insisted on being next. He spun it and it landed
on…Shannon. The man got up without complaint and walked over. He
placed a kiss on her. Then out of nowhere the music could be
heard. It was a guitar playing notes in a crescendo, "I've been
really tryin', baby…tryin' to hold back this feeling for so
long…"
Everyone gaped. Marvin Gaye's 'Let's Get It On'? It was the
ultimate song for loving. And it did not fail as the kiss became
deeper and more frisky. My goodness, who knew Genji had it in
him? Shannon was even surprised. Was she developing some lust
for this? He was so experienced and was leading without a word.
When they were done, all the women were blushing and looking at
the butler with some newfound feeling…
Gohda was given the bottle next. He spun it gingerly. Round and
round…finally it stopped at the doorway. He sighed in relief. It
meant he didn't have to kiss anyone. Yeah, karma's a bitch. At
that moment, Kanon walked into the doorway, "There ya are."
The chef paled, "You cannot be serious."
"Kukukuku, I believe it will be refreshing to see you with pink
hair, Gohda," Kumasawa laughed quietly. The chef swallowed hard,
If I dye my hair, how will I be able to show myself at the poker
tournament next weekend? Ah…damn…
Gohda got up and Kanon asked, "What the hell do you want? Hey
wait why do you have your lips like that? God no!
RAAAAPPPPEEEE!"
It was silenced once the cook had his lips on the teenager. Blue
eyes widened in pure horror. It was only two seconds but it was
a lifetime of torture for Kanon. Once he was let go, the servant
dashed out the room. Rudolf and Battler, whom returned from
cleaning out their tongues, moved to the side when they saw
Kanon speed past them. Rudolf whistled, "Damn the kid should run
track."
"Kanon-kun!" Shannon called after her little brother and ran
down the hall, her skirt fluttering about. Everyone peered their
heads down the hall to wonder the fate of the boy. Suddenly they
heard, "KANON-KUN PUT THE BLEACH DOWN!"
"I HAD MY FIRST KISS TAKEN BY A SENILE OLD MAN! LET ME DIE!"
The Ushiromiya and servants shook their heads…Poor boy.
Meanwhile Shannon was wrestling with Kanon over an open bottle
of bleach. They went back and forth for a while. Finally, she
managed to pull it away and put her little brother into an
embrace. His face was in his chest, "Mfy rafe if iw mofhe woows.
Whts. If. Raphsoze!"
"It's alright Kanon-kun, just calm down…" she chided the teen.
Poor Shannon she didn't realize that Kanon's message translated
into the following: "My face is in some boobs. This. Is.
Awesome!"
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Re: Switch
By: GoldenSorcererBattler Date: June 10, 2011, 8:10 pm
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[quote author=Goldensunsheba link=topic=137.msg983#msg983
date=1307401916]
This fanfic is pure crack
I LOVE IT XD
[/quote]lol So true, so true.
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