Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction / Fruits Basket Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Ultimate Hodgepodge ❯ The First Initial Step of Hodgepodge ( Chapter 1 )

Ok so here's how it works: The colors were a bust so we're revising it. Usually I'll keep it normal format, but at times I'll script it like you see in most fics that cross multiple shows.

 

So, we had, let's see, many characters.

Ash Pikachu Yugi(all) Richard Conan Sakura Sasuke Naruto The Talking Feather Boa Sesshomaru Kyo Yuki Ryou Kish Masaya Keichiro Ed Al Mustang Envy Yuske Kurama Hiei Kenshin Inuyasha Miroku Shippo Naraku Bakura(The Polite One) Freeza (Okay, so I forgot Dragon Ball Z.) Joey Jesse James Moewth Wabbafett and possibly a random snake named Hoenheim...

So let's begin!

~0~

}{ reached over and poked Kikyo, who was writing on a legal pad. It wasn't wise to disturb her when she wrote on a legal pad because, true to her given pseudonym, she was more than likely planning ways to win the heart of a certain Hanyo...It was interesting. Once. But }{ poked her anyway. Kikyo looked up.

“What?”

}{ Fidgeted. “I was thinking....” Kikyo cut her off in a massive hug.

“Oh wow, that's so great!” She said euphorically.

“Off!”}{ Hollered, rousing Yakumo from her book. Thirty minutes ago she'd been halfway through volume 8 of Fruits Basket and had begun randomly yelling “Dude he's a DUDE!!”. It gave }{ and idea.

“We should go camping.” She stated.

Both other otaku were like, O,O with one O meaning one eye and , meaning the nose.

Kikyo burst out laughing. “You wouldn't last two minutes!”

“Maybe not alone, but we'll have some help.” said }{. “Everybody on that list is coming.” Kikyo read the list. She began to drool.

“How?? How did you fringing get every bishie we know to do this???”

“I didn't. You guys are in charge of calling them. Shanks!” She yelled, her version of Thanks. And then she ran away.

And the next morning, Badda-boom Badda-bing, they were all there.

}{ sparkle-starred, reminding 3 certain people of Major Armstrong.

“Well here we are,” she said, “All bright-eyed and bushy-tailed!”

Shippo, at the very front because he was the smallest, tugged at her jean leg.

“That was satire, right?”

“Of course.”

Kyo swore. “Explain again why we're all out here, in super-negative temperatures, with a bunch of fangirls at 4 O'CLOCK IN THE FREAKING MORNING!” Kikyo was standing closest, so of course her hair was blown back permanently. “We don't even LIKE fangirls!!”

Shippo, at the moment, was sitting on Yakumo's shoulder being told how cute he was. “Speak for yourself, neko.”

“Patience.” }{ paused for dramatic effect. “We got you out of your respective series because y'all need a break. The only way the authors would let you go is if they could all get together and design an acceptable, entertaining way to throw all of you together.” She grinned. Ed twitched.

“Y'all? Exactly what k'so Yankee state are we in, anyway?”

“Ooooklahoma where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain--” sang Kikyo. }{ covered her mouth. “Mmmfff mmf fft bt mmmttt mmfffuffut bnnnnnnnn....”

“You get the idea.”

“So Oklahoma?” Kurama looked around. “It's weird somehow...what's missing?”

“Mountains.”

“Oh, yes.”

“Okay, people!” }{ said, grabbing a stick from the ground. She held it up, then dropped it. “Let's all proceed to the vehicular device!” She marched and was followed to the so-called vehicular device, which is a fancy name for a pickemup truck.

It was a rather old pickemup truck, as it was an indescribable color and smelled like cow manure. }{ dropped her other hand for a minute. Big mistake.

“Ev'ry night my honey-lamb an' I—”Yelled Kikyo, obviously having been waiting for this. Yakumo covered her mouth that time.

Then they all just stood there staring at the pickemup truck.

Joey walked around it once, inspecting.

Richard checked under the hood.

Inuyasha sniffed at it suspiciously.

Envy morphed into a huge Great Dane, a dead ringer for Marmaduke, and promptly took a nap.

“That thing isn't safe.”

“That thing? What about Miss Butterfly over there?” ( when typed,}{ looks like a butterfly) “Who here has noticed that we're all BISHONEN?!!!”

“Hey!”

“I think they meant you, too, Jesse.”

In the chaos that ensued, they were able to get everybody somewhat safely quadruple-buckled into the backseat of the pickemup truck.

And so it began.