Satoshi: Will you PLEASE hurry up?!
Fala ::grins evilly at him::
Yama: Oooooookay....that was disturbing...
Satoshi: (impatiently) But she's been typing for two hours.
Fala: There's no rest for the wicked, ne?
Yama: You can say that again.
Fala: (triumphantly adds the last period) There! I'm done! Alright boys, how about a disclaimer?
Satoshi: (swipes up the story and skims the first few pages) Hey, I'm not even in this one!
Yama: Hmph! Is Fala getting tired of you already?
Satoshi: (glares at Yama) You're not in it either, pretty-boy!
Fala (rolls her eyes): A disclaimer please?
Satoshi: But why should we when we're not even in this fic!
Yama: Yeah, Fala! (glances sadly over at the pile of unfinished Taito fics) Why should we?
Fala: (roguish smile) 'Coz I've got a lovely plate of california rolls for a certain sexy blue-eyed blonde who always does whatever I tell him to do and a deep-dish chili-dog pot pie with extra pepperoni with the name of some tres kawaii bishounen with black hair and chestnut eyes on it...
Satoshi (smiles and bounces for joy): Alright! Let's do it!
Yama: Okay, here we go...Ahem...this fanfic is based on the show, SORCERER HUNTERS. Fala respects the fact that the characters in this fic belong to someone else.
Satoshi: Fala doesn't own Marron Glace, (under his breath) she just obsesses with him ::ignore's Fala's glare:: nor does she own Carrot Glace, Gateau Mocha, Tira Misu, or Chocolate Misu. Fala is merely using them in a story that she is writing for entertainment purposes only, (mutters) more like she was bored out of her mind ::ducks as Fala hurls a paperweight at him:: and no profit is being made off of this work.
Yama: The ratings are listed below the discaimer. You really should be sure to read them carefully before jumping into the fic. And, other than that...erm...(whispering) what's my line?
Fala: That was the last cue card, doink! You're done!
Yama ::shrugs:: on with the fic!
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Rating: PG13 for language, suggestive dialogue/descriptions, crude humor, and brief sexuality
Flavor: Marshamallow This fic is fluffy to the extreme. Lots of tears and emotional crap. If you can't appreciate the mushy stuff, then find something else to read. I'll also have you know that this is NOT a Gaterron, a Marira, or whatever. I'm not pairing anyone off and this is not a romance fic. It's just soemthing I came up with when I was in a rather sappy mood. If fluff ain't your pleasure and you choose to ignore this warning, should you get sick to your stomach, don't count on me to fetch you a basin. Now with that said...Read and enjoy.
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