Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ The Evil TV Clicker Thing from the FUTURE! ❯ Never Let An Idiot Handle Electronics! ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Jericho Ryuuki 
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Comedy / Mystery / | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.26.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 235 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Comedy / Mystery / | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.26.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 235 | Status: Completed
The Evil TV Clicker Thing from the Future
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.::AUTHOR NOTE::.
This fanfic contains very random stupidity at the expense of an extremely dim-witted young woman. That said, enjoy! ^_^
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Cam Harvay was just your normal, average, every-day burgundy-haired 18 year old human freak. Until one day the Salesman Guy arrived at her door. Cam was enjoying another day of television-re-run-watching and potato-chip-eating when there came three knocks on the front door. Jumping off the couch, Cam ran to see who was at the door.
"Hey man, it's six o'clock in the morning, what do you want?" She asked as she unlocked the door and let it swing open.
"Terribly sorry, ma'am. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mr. Salesman Guy, and I'm here to sell you random cheap stuff that nobody would ever want to buy anyway." He grinned that stupid salesman smile that Cam's ex-boyfriend seems to posess, the one that she hated with a passion.
"Sorry, I don't want any," she said and prepared to slam the door in his salesman face. He blocked the door by wedging his foot in the doorway.
"Wait, just give me a chance to explain!" He yelled. "I want to sell you a rare item!"
"Oh really, like what?" Cam crossed her arms. This was going to be good. Mr. Salesman Guy reached deep into his pocket and withdrew a small black object that resembled a remote control.
"This," he said, "is the TV Clicker Thing."
"Um, sorry but I don't need one. I have three." Cam went to shut the door again, but Mr. Salesman Guy wouldn't let her.
"Wait! This TV Clicker Thing is magic!"
Cam stopped the door in mid-slam. "Say what?"
"Yes, it's magic. When you're watching a television show and you wish you were in it, all you have to do is use the TV Clicker Thing. It zaps you into the show and then you can meet the characters," he explained.
"Yeah right, I bet this is just a bunch of crap to get me to buy the TV Clicker Thing. ...Give it here!" Cam snatched the TV Clicker Thing from Mr. Salesman Guy. "I could always use a fourth one anyway."
"Hey, you have to pay for that!" Mr. Salesman Guy complained.
"Oh yeah??" Cam grabbed him by the arm and used the incredible strength she now posesses to spin him around and toss him into the unforgiving wind.
"I'll be baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!..." He yelled as he flew over the trees and disappeared.
Cam shut the door and went back into the house. She saw that the television was still on. She had been watching stupid Hamtaro because she was bored as hell and there was nothing else on, but now she used the regular remote control to change the channel. Rurouni Kenshin was just starting. A grin forms on Cam's face, as she rather enjoys watching Rurouni Kenshin. She went to turn the volume up, but she accidentally used the TV Clicker Thing instead of the normal remote control. Suddenly Cam was zapped into the show.
"AAHHHHHH!" She screamed for no apparent reason. She suddenly found herself sitting on a strange wooden floor. "Where in the blue hell am I?" Looking around, Cam noticed that she was at somebody's house--although it was a very strange house indeed. "This looks like one of those old Japanese House Things," she said. Then she saw a man wearing a pink shirt carrying a sword walking up to her.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Cam screamed insanely and jumped up. "It's pink, it's pink, it's really pink!! Ack, no! The horror, THE HORROR!!"
"Please don't scream," the man said. "I won't hurt you, that I won't."
"NO! Don't come any closer or I'll shoot!" Cam reached into her pocket and withdrew a very large water gun. The man put his hands up and Cam squirted him anyway because it seemed like fun. She put it away. "What, did you think it was real?"
"Well, yes. What are you doing here?"
"I don't know," Cam answered loudly. "All I know is, the TV Clicker Thing brought me here." She held up the black remote control. The man made a face that looked like this: O.O and Cam gave him a weird look. "What, haven't you ever seen one before?"
"No," he answered. "By the way, my name is--"
"Yeah, yeah, Kenshin Himura, I know." Cam waved a hand as if she knew everything (she didn't--she barely knew her own social security number).
"Oh." Kenshin looked surprised. "How did you know that?"
"Because," Cam smirked, "I'm psychic and I know everything. Well, not everything. I mean, so what if I didn't know that MST stood for Mystery Science Theater! That doesn't give Matt an excuse to pick on me like that! That doesn't mean I'm stupid or anything!"
Kenshin began to back away, holding his hands up in front of him as if proclaiming innocence. "Eh-heh-heh...well I won't pick on you I promise, that I do."
Cam stopped her pointless rant and looked up at him, damning her shortness which caused her to look up to practically everyone. "Sorry. Hey, where's everybody else? Huh-huh-huh, where? Where? Where? I wanna know, I wanna know now!" She began to jump up and down anxiously and then she started running circles around the house screaming 'EVIL EVIL EVIL' at the top of her lungs and laughing like a maniac.
Kenshin gave her a nervous smile about thirty minutes later when she had run herself ragged. "Uhhh, they're not here right now...I don't believe I got your name yet..."
"Oh, yeah, that's right. Sorry, my name is Cam Harvay. Some people call me Switch though, that's my nickname. Long story short, my friends and I all named ourselves after Matrix characters...but you don't know what the Matrix is, do you?"
"I'm afraid not," Kenshin answered, still looking nervous after Cam's little episode.
"Oh Kenshin, did I scare you? I'm sorry, really. Every now and then I have my moments, but it's only due to the massive amounts over sugar and caffiene that I take in every morning to wake myself up," Cam explained. She decided not to tell him about the Benydril she'd been taking "for allergies". After all, she didn't want him to think she was psychotic, now did she?
"Oh sir Ken," came the voice of a certain bitch that Cam couldn't stand even watching on television.
"Oh please God not her," Cam said looking up at the sky. Too late--Little Miss What's-Her-Name who always calls Kenshin "Sir Ken" came around the corner. Cam glared at her in disgust.
"Who is this?" Asked Little Miss Bitch, looking at Cam.
"The name's Cam Harvay," Cam answered, crossing her arms.
"Miss Cam says that she's psychic, that she does," Kenshin added. "She knew my name before I told her, that she did."
Cam grinned. "Yep that's right."
Little Miss Bitch smiled at Cam, kind of evilly. "Then what's MY name?"
Cam thought for a minute, trying to remember Little Miss Bitch's real name. "...Ah, who cares. You're that doctor, Miss what's-her-face."
"My name is Megumi," she said a little irritated.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Cam turned and ran into the house or whatever it's called. "Hello, anyone here?" She screamed.
A minute later somebody came in from another room. "Yes, hello?"
"Hey!" Cam turned to stare at Kenshin. "He said that nobody else was here!"
"Oh, well I just got back," answered the woman. She looked about Cam's age.
"Hey, you're Kaoru, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am. What can I do for you?" She asked. Cam liked her a lot better than Little Miss Bitch Megumi, whom she couldn't stand.
"Well nothing really, I just got here with my new TV Clicker Thing and I wanted to meet everyone," Cam explained.
"Oh. I think everyone is outside, but what is a 'TV Clicker Thing'?" She asked.
"I'll explain everything later!" Cam yelled over her shoulder as she cartwheeled and backflipped her way outside (she suddenly knew how to do these things), still high as a kite on sugar and caffiene and Benydril as well. "Alright everyone, where are you?" She spotted Sanosuke sitting on the porch thing. "Hey I know you, you're Sanosuke Sagara aren't you?"
He looked up as Cam ran up to him, giving her a weird and confused look. "Yeah, so?"
"I don't know," Cam shrugged. "Hey I love your hair it's really cool."
"Um...thanks I guess. ...You're not from around here are you?" He asks, seeing the kind of clothing Cam was wearing. Cam guessed that people didn't wear skater shoes, l.e.i. jeans and shirts that said 'your lips keep moving but all i hear is "blah, blah, blah"' on them.
"No, I'm not. I'm from..." Cam paused. They would never believe her. "Uh, I'm from Iceland." She nodded. "Yep. Iceland. Pretty cold up there in 'ole Iceland, ya know? Heh-heh-heh..."
Sanosuke nodded slowly as Kenshin and Little Miss Bitch Megumi came around the corner.
"Miss Kaoru wants to know if you'll be staying for dinner, Miss Cam," Kenshin said.
"Wow, sure if it's okay. And Kenshin, you don't have to call me 'Miss Cam'. I feel weird about people putting prefixes before my name," Cam told him. "If you insist on calling me that, my real name is Camille."
"Alright, Miss Camille. I'll go tell Miss Kaoru that you're staying." Kenshin disappeared into the house.
Cam slapped her forehead. "I really shouldn't have told him that! Stupid, stupid, stupid!" She muttered as she jumped up and down.
"Are you sure you're psychic instead of psycho?" Little Miss Bitch Megumi asked.
"Oh shut up, you don't know anything," Cam told her as she sat down on a rock facing the house. She picked a piece of grass and blew on it. Then she reached into her pocket and gasped dramatically. "Oh no! My TV Clicker Thing is MISSING!!"
DUM DUM DUM!!
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. . .
.::AUTHOR NOTE::.
This fanfic contains very random stupidity at the expense of an extremely dim-witted young woman. That said, enjoy! ^_^
. . .
Cam Harvay was just your normal, average, every-day burgundy-haired 18 year old human freak. Until one day the Salesman Guy arrived at her door. Cam was enjoying another day of television-re-run-watching and potato-chip-eating when there came three knocks on the front door. Jumping off the couch, Cam ran to see who was at the door.
"Hey man, it's six o'clock in the morning, what do you want?" She asked as she unlocked the door and let it swing open.
"Terribly sorry, ma'am. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mr. Salesman Guy, and I'm here to sell you random cheap stuff that nobody would ever want to buy anyway." He grinned that stupid salesman smile that Cam's ex-boyfriend seems to posess, the one that she hated with a passion.
"Sorry, I don't want any," she said and prepared to slam the door in his salesman face. He blocked the door by wedging his foot in the doorway.
"Wait, just give me a chance to explain!" He yelled. "I want to sell you a rare item!"
"Oh really, like what?" Cam crossed her arms. This was going to be good. Mr. Salesman Guy reached deep into his pocket and withdrew a small black object that resembled a remote control.
"This," he said, "is the TV Clicker Thing."
"Um, sorry but I don't need one. I have three." Cam went to shut the door again, but Mr. Salesman Guy wouldn't let her.
"Wait! This TV Clicker Thing is magic!"
Cam stopped the door in mid-slam. "Say what?"
"Yes, it's magic. When you're watching a television show and you wish you were in it, all you have to do is use the TV Clicker Thing. It zaps you into the show and then you can meet the characters," he explained.
"Yeah right, I bet this is just a bunch of crap to get me to buy the TV Clicker Thing. ...Give it here!" Cam snatched the TV Clicker Thing from Mr. Salesman Guy. "I could always use a fourth one anyway."
"Hey, you have to pay for that!" Mr. Salesman Guy complained.
"Oh yeah??" Cam grabbed him by the arm and used the incredible strength she now posesses to spin him around and toss him into the unforgiving wind.
"I'll be baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!..." He yelled as he flew over the trees and disappeared.
Cam shut the door and went back into the house. She saw that the television was still on. She had been watching stupid Hamtaro because she was bored as hell and there was nothing else on, but now she used the regular remote control to change the channel. Rurouni Kenshin was just starting. A grin forms on Cam's face, as she rather enjoys watching Rurouni Kenshin. She went to turn the volume up, but she accidentally used the TV Clicker Thing instead of the normal remote control. Suddenly Cam was zapped into the show.
"AAHHHHHH!" She screamed for no apparent reason. She suddenly found herself sitting on a strange wooden floor. "Where in the blue hell am I?" Looking around, Cam noticed that she was at somebody's house--although it was a very strange house indeed. "This looks like one of those old Japanese House Things," she said. Then she saw a man wearing a pink shirt carrying a sword walking up to her.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Cam screamed insanely and jumped up. "It's pink, it's pink, it's really pink!! Ack, no! The horror, THE HORROR!!"
"Please don't scream," the man said. "I won't hurt you, that I won't."
"NO! Don't come any closer or I'll shoot!" Cam reached into her pocket and withdrew a very large water gun. The man put his hands up and Cam squirted him anyway because it seemed like fun. She put it away. "What, did you think it was real?"
"Well, yes. What are you doing here?"
"I don't know," Cam answered loudly. "All I know is, the TV Clicker Thing brought me here." She held up the black remote control. The man made a face that looked like this: O.O and Cam gave him a weird look. "What, haven't you ever seen one before?"
"No," he answered. "By the way, my name is--"
"Yeah, yeah, Kenshin Himura, I know." Cam waved a hand as if she knew everything (she didn't--she barely knew her own social security number).
"Oh." Kenshin looked surprised. "How did you know that?"
"Because," Cam smirked, "I'm psychic and I know everything. Well, not everything. I mean, so what if I didn't know that MST stood for Mystery Science Theater! That doesn't give Matt an excuse to pick on me like that! That doesn't mean I'm stupid or anything!"
Kenshin began to back away, holding his hands up in front of him as if proclaiming innocence. "Eh-heh-heh...well I won't pick on you I promise, that I do."
Cam stopped her pointless rant and looked up at him, damning her shortness which caused her to look up to practically everyone. "Sorry. Hey, where's everybody else? Huh-huh-huh, where? Where? Where? I wanna know, I wanna know now!" She began to jump up and down anxiously and then she started running circles around the house screaming 'EVIL EVIL EVIL' at the top of her lungs and laughing like a maniac.
Kenshin gave her a nervous smile about thirty minutes later when she had run herself ragged. "Uhhh, they're not here right now...I don't believe I got your name yet..."
"Oh, yeah, that's right. Sorry, my name is Cam Harvay. Some people call me Switch though, that's my nickname. Long story short, my friends and I all named ourselves after Matrix characters...but you don't know what the Matrix is, do you?"
"I'm afraid not," Kenshin answered, still looking nervous after Cam's little episode.
"Oh Kenshin, did I scare you? I'm sorry, really. Every now and then I have my moments, but it's only due to the massive amounts over sugar and caffiene that I take in every morning to wake myself up," Cam explained. She decided not to tell him about the Benydril she'd been taking "for allergies". After all, she didn't want him to think she was psychotic, now did she?
"Oh sir Ken," came the voice of a certain bitch that Cam couldn't stand even watching on television.
"Oh please God not her," Cam said looking up at the sky. Too late--Little Miss What's-Her-Name who always calls Kenshin "Sir Ken" came around the corner. Cam glared at her in disgust.
"Who is this?" Asked Little Miss Bitch, looking at Cam.
"The name's Cam Harvay," Cam answered, crossing her arms.
"Miss Cam says that she's psychic, that she does," Kenshin added. "She knew my name before I told her, that she did."
Cam grinned. "Yep that's right."
Little Miss Bitch smiled at Cam, kind of evilly. "Then what's MY name?"
Cam thought for a minute, trying to remember Little Miss Bitch's real name. "...Ah, who cares. You're that doctor, Miss what's-her-face."
"My name is Megumi," she said a little irritated.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Cam turned and ran into the house or whatever it's called. "Hello, anyone here?" She screamed.
A minute later somebody came in from another room. "Yes, hello?"
"Hey!" Cam turned to stare at Kenshin. "He said that nobody else was here!"
"Oh, well I just got back," answered the woman. She looked about Cam's age.
"Hey, you're Kaoru, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am. What can I do for you?" She asked. Cam liked her a lot better than Little Miss Bitch Megumi, whom she couldn't stand.
"Well nothing really, I just got here with my new TV Clicker Thing and I wanted to meet everyone," Cam explained.
"Oh. I think everyone is outside, but what is a 'TV Clicker Thing'?" She asked.
"I'll explain everything later!" Cam yelled over her shoulder as she cartwheeled and backflipped her way outside (she suddenly knew how to do these things), still high as a kite on sugar and caffiene and Benydril as well. "Alright everyone, where are you?" She spotted Sanosuke sitting on the porch thing. "Hey I know you, you're Sanosuke Sagara aren't you?"
He looked up as Cam ran up to him, giving her a weird and confused look. "Yeah, so?"
"I don't know," Cam shrugged. "Hey I love your hair it's really cool."
"Um...thanks I guess. ...You're not from around here are you?" He asks, seeing the kind of clothing Cam was wearing. Cam guessed that people didn't wear skater shoes, l.e.i. jeans and shirts that said 'your lips keep moving but all i hear is "blah, blah, blah"' on them.
"No, I'm not. I'm from..." Cam paused. They would never believe her. "Uh, I'm from Iceland." She nodded. "Yep. Iceland. Pretty cold up there in 'ole Iceland, ya know? Heh-heh-heh..."
Sanosuke nodded slowly as Kenshin and Little Miss Bitch Megumi came around the corner.
"Miss Kaoru wants to know if you'll be staying for dinner, Miss Cam," Kenshin said.
"Wow, sure if it's okay. And Kenshin, you don't have to call me 'Miss Cam'. I feel weird about people putting prefixes before my name," Cam told him. "If you insist on calling me that, my real name is Camille."
"Alright, Miss Camille. I'll go tell Miss Kaoru that you're staying." Kenshin disappeared into the house.
Cam slapped her forehead. "I really shouldn't have told him that! Stupid, stupid, stupid!" She muttered as she jumped up and down.
"Are you sure you're psychic instead of psycho?" Little Miss Bitch Megumi asked.
"Oh shut up, you don't know anything," Cam told her as she sat down on a rock facing the house. She picked a piece of grass and blew on it. Then she reached into her pocket and gasped dramatically. "Oh no! My TV Clicker Thing is MISSING!!"
DUM DUM DUM!!
. . .