Project: A-ko, The College Years: Chapter 2b WRITTEN BY: Greg Tompson and Mike Coughlain MSTIED BY: Jamie Jeans a.k.a. JOLT!!! The less said here, the quicker I get to riffing this fanfic. This is the fourth part of my twenty eighth fanfic MSTied. LEGAL STUFF: All the Anime characters in the following MST belongs to the talented and creative people who made them. Please don't sue me for I am merely borrowing your characters and not making any claim on them. The Club Anipike belongs to Nightbreak, whom I am grateful to for allowing me to use it. Samantha Jones a.k.a. Silhouette, belongs to me, Jamie Jeans Now, on to the story!!! ________________________________________________________________________ Washu watched with a keen eye as Shampoo and Samantha sparred, going through a variety of moves that tested each other's abilities to the max. She was glad that they had something to take their mind off the fanfic and relax. Glancing at her watch, Washu decided to give them a few more minutes before they went back into the theater and continued the fanfic. Samantha threw a punch that was easily caught by Shampoo, who then grabbed her arm with both hands and flipped Samantha over her should. Curling into a ball, Samantha hit the ground and rolled away, coming to her feet in one smooth motion. Without giving her a chance to attack, Shampoo jumped into the air, aiming a kick at Samantha's head. Avoiding it neatly, Samantha grabbed her leg and spun her in a circle before letting go. Flying through the air, Shampoo landed in a crouch and got to her feet, feeling a bit dizzy. "Okay ladies, that's enough," Washu said. "We have fanfic sign!!!" "That good workout, Samantha. You're well skilled," Shampoo commented as all three women entered the theater. "Thanks. I may not be on Ranma's or Goku's level, but I ain't no wimp," Samantha said. Entering the theater, the three women took their seats. Washu immediately began typing on her smoky computer and the fanfic started up. > Chapter 2b: A-ko and C-ko arrive SAMANTHA: And the value of land begins to plummet. > A week and a half before the semester was to start, A-ko and C-ko arrived >for the preliminary orientation of the college, so that they would be prepared for >when the semester did start. SHAMPOO: But if college not started yet... WASHU: Try not to think about it. SAMANTHA: They're just there early to get to know the college grounds better. SHAMPOO: Why not author just say so? SAMANTHA: ... >A-ko's parents dropped off their daughter, WASHU: *THUMP* Oww! >her best >friend, SHAMPOO: *THUMP* OWW! >and their choice belongings, SAMANTHA: >in front of the dormitory, said their good-byes, WASHU: We're finally rid of her!!! >and were off back to the Magami home. A-ko felt a tear roll down her cheek as she >watched her parents drive off, SAMANTHA: I forgot to tell them that I left the stove on. >_Well, I finally am on my own,_ she thought, smiling. >_I worked my ass off SHAMPOO: And left trail of blood behind me... >during the summer so I could at least *go* to college and with a >little help from Mom and Dad. But, it still kills me as to why C-ko, of all people, >got a full college grant to any college of her choice! SAMANTHA: It's called a plot device. >And she's got a friggin' >negative grade point average!! Oh well, I guess I'm happy for her and I'm glad that >I'm finally here._ WASHU: Well, I'm kind of happy, I guess... SHAMPOO: If I make it here, I can make it anywhere... > C-ko began to run around in a tight circle with her arms out stretched to either >side of her SAMANTHA: Oh look, C-ko's taking off. >and began to sing a song about how she and A-ko would be together forever, >and how happy she was about it. SHAMPOO: Now that frightening image. >An older man, about in his fifties, wearing a brown >suit, walked over to A-ko and C-ko. WASHU: It's one of the men in black! SAMANTHA: But he's wearing a brown suit. SHAMPOO: Maybe black suit out to cleaners? > "Hello, I'm Tatsuo Mesimii," SAMANTHA: And you're not. WASHU: Getting awfully vague there. >he offered, SHAMPOO: No thanks, but A-ko already have name. >"I'm the Head Dean here. Welcome to >Graviton University and Undergraduate College." Dramatic music sounded in the >background. WASHU: Who ordered the band? I specifically asked for Green Day! >"You'll have to excuse the other students, someone's throwing a party, I'd assume." > "Hello, I'm Eiko Magami, pleased to meet'cha," A-ko bowed and stuck her hand >out ALL: Eww!!! SHAMPOO: There blood everywhere! SAMANTHA: Hands up! baby, hands up! >to shake the Dean's, he returned it in kind. He then turned to C-ko. > "And you are..." he asked. > "HI!! I'M C-KO KOTOBUKI!!" she screamed, her mouth now twice the size of >her head. >"I'M SO HAPPY TO BE HERE!!" ALL: OWWWW!!! WASHU: Please, someone stick a muffler in her mouth! > "Uh, yes, of course you are," he stuttered, SAMANTHA: >sticking his finger in his ear as if >to clean it out. SHAMPOO: Better not do that. Ear wax only thing keeping brain in. Oops! This not C-ko we talk about. >He looked over the clipboard he held in his hand. "Ah, yes. There >you are. Come with me, I'll show you to your dorm rooms, and then we'll get started >with the orientation, okay?" WASHU: It includes B-ko as a dominatrix dressed in a tight fitting leather suit. I don't know why, that's just the way it is. SAMANTHA: Don't be giving the author any ideas, Washu. > "Okay!" A-ko and C-ko said, in unison. A-ko turned around to grab their >belongings >that they had brought with them to the college, and lifted them onto her back. The >Dean's >eyes got really large at the sight of this, SHAMPOO: Popping out of his head and getting squished under A-ko's foot. SAMANTHA: That was sick. I like it. >but he quickly regained his composure and >led the way into the girls' dormitory. > * * * WASHU: Still three stars? SAMANTHA: At least the critics aren't giving them anymore. > In the boys' dormitory, SAMANTHA: Eliot Ness and his men were... WASHU: Would you quit with the he Untouchable jokes? >Myles sat on the window sill looking outside, staring at >the recently-renovated girls' dormitory, SHAMPOO: D'oh! Girls pretty! >the top floor had been completely redone and >there was a strange building now attached to the dorm, on the east side of it. > A car pulled up outside of the dormitory, a tall, brown-haired woman, and an >equally >tall dark-haired man with glasses, both had strong builds, SAMANTHA: That's a bad cameo waiting to happen, I just know it! >Myles noticed, stepped out >of the front seat. Then a blond-haired girl and a red-haired girl stepped out from >the back seat of the vehicle. WASHU: Who were immediately followed by several clowns and three elephants, all riding unicycles. >Myles pressed his face to the window, SHAMPOO: *THUMP* Oww! >his face completely >flush against the glass. SAMANTHA: You're gonna leave marks. >He then turned around, fumbled through his night-stand drawer, >grabbed his binoculars, and looked back out the window, focusing in with the >binoculars. WASHU: Smashing clear through the glass and shoving the binoculars into his eyes. >He then turned to look at his shrine, then turned to look out the window again. SHAMPOO: What Myles have shrine for? SAMANTHA: You'll find out. > Myles pushed has face harder into the window, making it crack, then snap, then >completely break. His face went through the window, binoculars and all. SAMANTHA: Suddenly, Myles lost his balance and fell to his death three stories below. WASHU: My, that was certainly dark. SAMANTHA: I'm bitter. Sue me. >Good-bye's >were said, belongings unloaded, the parents left, the Dean intoduced, WASHU: The laundry washed, dog taken out for a walk, kids took to school... >and the the >red-haired girl picked up all of the belongings single-handedly. Myles knew >immediately >that it was her. He then threw the binoculars into the air, almost hitting Craig as they >landed. SHAMPOO: Why was Crag laying on the floor? SAMANTHA: Maybe because the binoculars did hit him? > "S-S-S-SHE'S HERE!!!" he yelled, startling Kei and Craig both. WASHU: Someone certainly needs to cut back on the caffeine. > "Who's here?" Craig asked. Myles dragged Craig over to his shrine, WASHU: By the back of his neck... >this was the >closest he had ever been to it. SHAMPOO: For some reason, Myles have electric fence up around it. >Craig could see that the shrine had many, many, MANY >pictures of a red-haired girl, whom Craig recognized from some news clips and the >school > dance a few years back that Myles had been so bent over to protect, SHAMPOO: That bad for back. >which, if Craig >remembered correctly, she was able to handle herself well, well enough in fact that >after that night the Graviton High School for Boys' was missing a gymnasium. SAMANTHA: Can you say: Obsessive Compulsive behavior? WASHU: So Myles is a stalker who's in love with A-ko, right? SAMANTHA: Exactly. SHAMPOO: Not romantic. > Myles then shoved Craig over to the window, SHAMPOO: AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! *THUMP* WASHU: Whoops! Sorry about shoving you out the window there. >put the binoculars over his eyes, >and pointed to where the red-haired girl and her blond-haired friend were. > "Could it be the same girl?" Craig wondered aloud. SAMANTHA: Thus amazing his friends that he could ever wonder at all. > "WHAT THE HELL KIND'A QUESTION IS THAT?!?? OF COURSE IT IS!!!" >Myles screamed >excitedly, ALL: SHAMPOO: First C-ko, now him. Ears not stand much more of this. WASHU: Don't worry, this is a short chapter. SAMANTHA: What?! You got to use the crapper? WASHU: NO! I said that this is a short chapter! SAMANTHA: You installed a clapper? WASHU: Oh, never mind... >and almost unintelligibly with his Irish brogue thick, as it always was when >he got excited or angry. SAMANTHA: Or just whenever. >Kei walked over to the window to see what the commotion was about. >He saw SAMANTHA: A weird tentacle machine raping several girls and passed out with a nosebleed. SHAMPOO: That weird riff. SAMANTHA: No, it's a prediction of the future. >the Dean opening the door to the girls' dormitory for a red-haired girl carrying >a whole lot of boxes and suitcases and a blond-haired girl happily skipping behind her. >Kei freaked, SHAMPOO: What half of Dirty Pair doing here? WASHU: It's kinda needless to say that Kei does not freak since he's a quiet kind of guy. >he immediately grabbed the binoculars from Myles WASHU: SHAMPOO: Oops! Forgot that strap around neck. >and focused in. Kei >smiled, for the first time, at least that Craig and Myles had seen. He then sighed, >tuned around and slumped against the wall SHAMPOO: Placing imprint of head in it. >and slid to the floor. > "C...ko..." was all he could utter. Craig and Myles looked at him, then at each >other and shrugged. SAMANTHA: Can't help but agree with them there. Why would anyone fall for C-ko? > * * * WASHU: Nah. It's been done to death. > "Okay, the room assignments are as follows," the Dean instructed, SHAMPOO: First go to the door on right to collect red key then go to door on left to get yellow key. SAMANTHA: Wow! Now *that* was obscure! SHAMPOO: Thank you. >"C-ko, you're in >room twleve on the fourth floor, and A-ko you're in room..." but before the Dean could >finish, C-ko began to scream. WASHU: Hands over your ears! ALL: > "I WANNA BE WITH A-KO!!!!" she shreiked. SAMANTHA: Whew! That was a close one! SHAMPOO: Could have been death of hearing there. >A-ko immediately attempted to try and >calm C-ko down, WASHU: With a bat, right? SAMANTHA: Not in our lifetime. >but they had already attracted the unwanted attention of other students >as they stuck their heads out of their rooms and into the hallway, looking directly at >C-ko and A-ko. SHAMPOO: Ear drums... breaking... losing consciousness... SAMANTHA: Speaking... like... Shatner... > "Alright!" the Dean yelled over C-ko's screams. WASHU: Like that's possible. >"Alright, you and A-ko will be >in room twelve, together." The Dean sighed, _This is going to be a loooong semester, >I just know it._ SAMANTHA: This is going to be a *long* fanfic. > "YAAAAAYYYYY!!!!" C-ko yelled, ALL: SAMANTHA: Ahh!!! I'm deaf! I can't hear anymore! >and again, began to sing a song about how she and >A-ko would be together forever and how happy she was about it. SHAMPOO: Poor A-ko. She get next meal free at Grandma's restaurant next time she come in. >A-ko began to blush >as she heard giggles and outright laughter from the other students. SAMANTHA: We're in so much pain from our ear drums breaking that we can't help, but laugh. >The Dean led >the way to the dorm room which was now assigned to A-ko and C-ko, and opened the >door for them. A-ko walked in first and unloaded herself of all she was carrying. WASHU: Eww! There's limbs and blood everywhere now! > "Whew!" she sighed. C-ko immediately ran in and jumped onto the bed closest >to the window. > "I want this one!" she exclaimed. SAMANTHA: Just give her anything she wants as long as she stops shouting. > "Sure, sure, whatever you want," A-ko relinquished, all she wanted to do now >was sit down, catch her breath, and relax for a moment. SHAMPOO: And check ears for damage. WASHU: A-ko's used to the shouting. > "I'll let you two get relaxed, and I'll be back in a little while. There is >going to be a freshman orientation and tour of the campus so that you will get to >know the college in about a week, in time for the start of your first semester." WASHU: Wow! That was one long run-on sentence. >The Dean said, turning around and walking out the door, closing it behind him. >"Whew!" he sighed. A-ko sat down on her bed, stretched and let out a yawn. SHAMPOO: The yawn was released to the wild, to join other yawns. SAMANTHA: You were stretching on that one. > "I'm so happy that we get to be roommates, A-ko!" C-ko exclaimed. "It's >just like we're living together!" ALL: > "What? Like we weren't before?" A-ko joked. > "You look a little tense, would you like me to give you a back rub?" C-ko >asked, giving A-ko a childish smile. SAMANTHA: Oh no! This is where it starts! WASHU: What starts? SHAMPOO: Yeah, don't keep Shampoo in suspense. SAMANTHA: The out of character lesbian undertones. WASHU: I'll get you an aspirin after this. > "Sure, that'd be nice," A-ko replied. C-ko walked over and jumped onto >A-ko's bed behind her and began to massage A-ko's shoulders. _Ooh, this *is* >nice...much better than her lunches,_ she thought. > "Feeling any better?" C-ko asked, applying a little more pressure. WASHU: And accidentally cracking A-ko's spine. SHAMPOO: Those openings just too good to pass up. WASHU: I know. > "Much. That's great, C-ko," A-ko sighed. Letting herself relax under C-ko's >touch, she leaned into her. SAMANTHA: A-ko now comes in easy to fold packages. >C-ko began to work her way down A-ko's back, massaging >the muscles along her spine, and then working her way around to her chest, and gave >A-ko's firm breasts a light rub. SAMANTHA: Hands off! SHAMPOO & WASHU: SAMANTHA: What? Who do you think I am? Marta? >C-ko stopped for a moment. She then realized that WASHU: What she was doing was sick and out of character. >A-ko was no longer holding herself up and that she had fallen asleep. SHAMPOO: John Agar speeches do that to you. SAMANTHA: Or Gonterman's... > C-ko grinned for moment, eased A-ko onto her back, and climbed off of her bed. SAMANTHA: Whew! At least *that* opportunity for a lemon scene was allowed to go on by. >She walked over to the window and stared out at the campus outside. _I'm glad I came >here,_ she thought. > There was a knock at the door and A-ko immediately snapped awake. _Oh God!_ WASHU: I'm stuck in a horrible fanfic! >she thought, _I overslept!_ She looked over at C-ko who walked over to the door to >answer it. The Head Dean of the college was standing there. > "Are you ready to continue your orientation?" he asked. > "YEAH!" C-ko exclaimed, jumping in the air. ALL: SHAMPOO: Hope Dr. Tofu not busy later on. >A-ko got off her bed and followed >C-ko and the Dean out of the dormitory. A-ko caught up to C-ko. WASHU: Tying first place for the Grand Prix! > "C-ko," she asked, "how long was I out?" SAMANTHA: Hang on, let me read the label on this bottle of sleeping pills. > "Umm, about ten minutes, maybe?" she responded. "You're such a sleepy head. >You seemed to really enjoy that massage I gave you, though." SHAMPOO: And A-ko have no idea what happening? SAMANTHA: SHAMPOO: Talk about out of character! > "Umm, yeah," A-ko blushed. The Dean led them into a hall where about fifty->some >students, broken into WASHU: Small bite sized pieces. >groups, were standing. A-ko assumed that they were there for the >orientation as well. The Dean then began a speech about the college and then began to >give a grand tour of the campus, which lasted about an hour and a half. ALL: SAMANTHA: This guy is *worst* then John Agar. > * * * WASHU: Not going to be much snow this winter. > Craig sat at his computer desk, glancing at Kei and Myles, SHAMPOO: Enemies all around me! Can't trust no one!!! >who just sat at the >window staring out into oblivion. He had to do something, this was getting ridiculous. >Then, he made up his mind. SAMANTHA: Using some string and a batch of clay... > "Alright, youse guys," he said, WASHU: We're gonna rob this bank, see? And we're gonna do it like this, see? And no one spill to the coppers about us. Nah, nah... >standing up from his computer and pushing the >chair back into place. Kei continued to stare out the window, but Myles glanced at >Craig, if only for a second. SHAMPOO: Who are you? > "Come on, we're going to the bar," Craig offered, putting on his leather trench >coat. Myles and Kei continued to stare. "Let's go, you guys need to get out." SHAMPOO: Let stink blow off you. >No >reaction. Craig sighed walked over behind Myles and Kei grabbed them both by the >collar of their shirts and dragged them over to the door, he then kicked the door >open and dragged them out of the dorm. Kei and Myles were still out of it until >Craig began to drag them across pavement. SAMANTHA: Those two never change. WASHU: A good thing this is nearly over. Samantha's breaking down. > * * * SAMANTHA: It's a fanfic given too many stars. > Miss Ayumi was in her office, preparing a syllabus for her classes when she >heard the Head Dean talking out in the hallway, his voice was getting closer. WASHU: Suddenly, she vaulted over the desk and grabbed her shotgun, not about to be taken by surprise a second time! SHAMPOO: Where *that* come from? WASHU: I dunno. It just sounded good. >_Orientation for some of the freshmen,_ SAMANTHA: Not just fresh, but *spring* fresh! >she thought. She had meant to ask him a >question and figured that now was as good of a time as any. She opened the door >to her office just as the Dean had passed by it. Immediately, C-ko spotted her >and at the top of her lungs, yelled; "Y-A-H-O-O-O-O-O!!! Hi, Miss Ayumi!!" ALL: WASHU: We're always too late when we do that. SHAMPOO: Yeah, we always miss. SAMANTHA: You want a night of bliss!? SHAMPOO: No! Shampoo say we always miss! SAMANTHA: You want a kiss? SHAMPOO: Never mind. >Miss >Ayumi's eyes went wide, and she gritted her teeth as she slowly turned to see if >it was who she had thought it was, which she had hoped it was not...it was... WASHU: She screamed and fainted, simply too overwhelmed at the shock of who she saw. > "Uh, why, konnichiwa, C-ko," she managed to say. Suddenly, she realized that >where C-ko was, A-ko was sure to follow...sure enough... SHAMPOO: Actually, it other way around, but who care about continuity? > "Hi, Miss Ayumi," A-ko said, cheerfully. "What're you doing here?" > "I...uhh...transferred here from the high school after your graduation," she >stuttered. "I...didn't quite expect to see you both here, or at least in college." SAMANTHA: I sure as hell didn't think *C-ko* could get into college! Whoops! Spoke out loud again. > "Yeah, well, I'm happy to be here," A-ko responded. _Even if it *wasn't* my >first choice of colleges._ Miss Ayumi, let out a small chuckle. > "Um, is B-ko here as well?" she asked. > "Oh God! I sure hope not!" A-ko laughed. "She's probably in some hoity-toity >university." ALL: Hoity-toity? WASHU: Is that what the kids are calling it these days? > _Are they talking about the new owner?_ the Dean wondered. _I heard "B-ko", >but I wonder if it's...it's got to be..._ SHAMPOO: It not A-ko fic without promise of massive real estate destruction just around corner. > "Um, Dean, sir," Miss Ayumi asked. "Could I ask you a quick question?" > "Sure, what is it?" he replied. SAMANTHA: I know the authors *really* like us and all, but what did *you* do to get stuck in here? > "Isn't it great, A-ko?" C-ko cheered. "Miss Ayumi's here and it's just like >being back in high school...well...almost...B-ko isn't here...for one..." > "For which I'm glad," A-ko retorted. ALL: That won't last for long! > "...and it's alot bigger...plus everybody's older...Aaaaaannnd it's like >living at school..." C-ko continued to ramble. SAMANTHA: At least she isn't shouting. >Miss Ayumi thanked the Dean for WASHU: Placing her in this little hell. >something and ran into her office and locked the door. Loud sobs could be heard >from inside of the office itself. SHAMPOO: At least there one grain of truth in story so far. >The Dean attempted to ignore it and continued >on with the orientation. By the end of the day, the small group of freshmen had seen >the entire campus and were completely tired out. For the rest of the week, before the >semester was to start, they would have the entire time to explore the campus for >themselves, get to know other students and SAMANTHA: And set up for some wild sex scenes. WASHU & SHAMPOO: Samantha! SAMANTHA: What?! I read part 2 of this junk and that's what happens! Except that it takes place *after* the week of orientation... >prepare for their first semester at >Graviton University and Undergraduate College and best of all...it was a great >time to PAR-TAY!!!! WASHU: Ah yes! Keggers and parties and hangovers! Reminds me of the time I went to College. SAMANTHA: But I thought you went to a Science Academy? WASHU: What? And Scientist can't have a good time? SHAMPOO: Forget parties. Shampoo call for break. SAMANTHA: Good idea. I feel one *heck* of a headache coming on. ALL: ________________________________________________________________________ Well, only six more parts to go and I'm done. Man! The sooner I get this done, the better, I can feel a headache coming on. Send any C & C to: xwing@uniserve.com