Walking into room, the young man in simple cloth clothing dropped his sword by his bed when he was to it. “My God, Church... You can hear EVERYTHING downstairs. Do you know how many people are just standing around listening!?”
“I can imagine every lonely guy and lady is jotting down notes,” Church said sarcastically, still rather annoyed Ranma was getting such poontang.
“Yep...” The guy sighs as he kicked off his sandals. “Darn it, Curch, why are we here?”
“Cuz THAT horny-monk got a call from the wicked witch of Oz...” Church explained. “Something bout a new place for adventuring, where we came upon the dragon, and after getting her goods, this was the closest place to get some rest, dumbass.”
The swordsman shook his head. “No, not about how we got our loot. But WHY are we HERE!?” He motioned around him. “I mean, is there a God out there letting all this happen to us, or are we on our own as some great cosmic coincidence.”
“Oh that crap again...” Church grumbled in annoyance. “Me, I just think God’s fucking with us.”
*CRACK-A-DOOM*!
“Um, I take that back!” Church said really fast when he heard the sound that heralded pain.
The younger man was already back at the doorway, giving himself as wide a bearth as possible from the now smoking black-armored Paladin.
Church coughed. “Uh, man... I hate it when he does that.”
“...How did it go right through a closed window to hit you?” The younger man asked.
“He HAS his ways. I mean, he’s God, you dumbass.” Church got off the bed and splash his blackened face with water.
The ponytailed individual walked over to his bed now that Church was in the adjacent bathroom. “If my grandfather was right, there is a God. And he only helps those whom help themselves.”
“Whatever, I’ve learned to just rely on myself... Well for the most part.” Church allowed.
“I take it we’re the reason it’s only ‘for the most part’?” The younger man inquired.
“Hey I can’t totally discredit you guys bail my ass out once in awhile.” Church allowed. “Or... Those times I have to do the bailing out.”
“Yeah...” The ponytailed man shivered at a thought. “And thanks for saving me from that tentacle-monster that one time.”
“My pleasure, I HATE those God damned things! I mean my God even I wouldn’t wish one of those fetish freaks on my worst enemy!”
Strike that, Caboose deserved one on principal.
But he didn’t say that aloud.
Least yet.
For all he knew, Caboose had befallen one and died after they got separated.
“So anyway,” Church spoke up, changing the subject. “If they’re still at it after two hours, shall I stab my duel-blade through the wall to make ‘em shut up?”
“No. They’ll just continue and it will get louder through the hole,” The pontytailed youth reasoned. He was pulling the covers of his bed over himself already. “We best just try and sleep anyway.”
“Fuck that! I’m getting ice water to throw at them... I’m gonna ask our resident sorceress to conjure me up some...” Church said once he heard another orgasmic scream from the werecat.
The younger guy shrugged. “Don’t complain to me if they kick your ass...." He shook his head. "II hate to admit it, but damn, Britanny IS sexy...”
“There’s no objections to that! But fuck, why’d she have to latch onto Ranma... I mean...” Church growled. “What’s he got we don't!?”
“Um... Youth? Good looks? A larger dick?” The man in the bed offered.
“I’m not that older than him!” Church exclaimed. “And how do you know if his dick is bigger?
“I was just giving suggestions,” The younger guy said seriously.
“I’d hope so...” Church said only half convinced, then cringed as he heard another cry. “Oh that is it!” Turning, the Paladin ran out of the room and downstairs, then raced back up with a bucket. Upon reading the other room, he opened Ranma’s door and threw the water into the room. “CHILL OUT!” He shouted before slamming the door shut and racing back into his room, shutting it and dead-bolting the door...
...And then a werecheetah arm punched through the wood, the hand grasping tightly on Church’s head and started pulling him through the door.
“HELP ME!” He waved his arms trying to move from the door, grabbing the end of the other guy’s bed.
“ACK!!!” The ponytailed man screamed as his bed started moving. “NO WAY!” He shrieked. “I’m NOT going down with you!” He began kicking Church’s hand to make him let go.
“OW OW! STOP IT, DUMBASS!” Church yelled trying to not let go but his hands were HURTING!
“Let-”
*STOMP*!
“-GO-”
STOMP*!!
“-NOW!!!”
*STOMP*!!!
“YEEEOUCH!” Church let go and was pulled out the door. “NOOOOOOOO! I’ll get you for this, you cockbite!”
“Finally, now I can get some sleep,” Mumbled...
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