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Tuesday, December 21, 2004



SURPRISE, SURPRISE

J: (pacing in his room) I pray for God to help me and he turns me into some kind of monster. A sword gets stained with blood, but only on the handle. DJ spawns some kind of freaky evil duplicate. Red’s mind is infected by some kind of evil entity. And now I’m singing in two part harmony! (pulls his hair) Errrrrr! What is going on!?!
O: Justin!
J: 0_0 Incubus?
O: Umm... did I catch you at a bad time?
J: Oh, Ozz. Phew! Umm.... no. Just... thinking.
O: Well, Aisha and I are down at the mall and we need your help with something. Could you come by?
J: What is it? Can’t I help you from here?
O: ‘Fraid not. We need you to actually be here.
J: Man! You know I hate going anywhere near the mall past the 20th.
O: I thought you’d say that.
“FWOOSH!”
O: (now in Justin’s room)
J: Genius, buddy.
O: (grabs Justin’s arm and teleports out)
“blip!”


“FWOOSH!”
J: Huh? Ozz, I think your aim’s a little off. This looks like the restroom.
O: It is. I can’t just teleport you into the middle of a crowded mall, can I?
J: Good point. So, what did you need my help with?
O: (flies to the door) I’ll show you. Follow me.
J: (steps outside) Huh? This isn’t the mall. It’s the California Pizza Kitchen. (one of my favorite restaurants) Ozz, what are...?
O: (flies around a corner)
J: Ozz? (follows him, rounds the corner) What’s going....?

“SURPRISE!!”

J: 0_0 (sees Aisha, Makoto, the Masaki Clan, and the Rifters all sitting at a big table) W.... Wow! Wha... what’s all this?
M: It’s your birthday party, you idiot.
J: But... my birthday’s not till tomorrow.
A: (holding Kida) Well, we knew you’d probably want to spend your birthday in your home dimension with your real family. So we’re celebrating today!
J: Guys, this is.... I don’t know what to say.
A: Don’t say anything. Just sit.
J: (sits down) Hello, little Kida. (tickles her cheek)
K: *giggles* ^.^
J: You’re so kawaii. Yes you are. Hmm. Is it me, or does she seem a little bigger? Eh. Babies can grow up pretty fast.

J: (opening presents) Yes! The “Return of the King: Extended Edition”! Thank you, sweetie. (kisses Aisha)
M: This one’s mine. (hands Justin a gift)
J: Let’s see what this is. (opens it half-way) Uh? 0_0
A: What is it?
J: (quickly covers it) Umm... it’s a... it’s a game.
A: Cool. Which one. Lemmie see. (uncovers it)
J: Eep.
A: “Do You Like Horny Bunnies?” What kind of game is this?
M: *snickers*
J: *blushes* Uh... well, it’s... uh...
M: Yeah, Justin-san. What kind of game is it?
J: Well, it’s.... *gulp, deep breath* ...... it’s a sex game.
A: ........ Oh.
J: (smiles sheepishly) Yeah. You’re supposed to... wait a sec. (looks closer at the box, tears off the cover) It’s.... it’s Spider-man 2! Phew! Thank God!
M: (trying hard not to laugh)
J: Makoto, you little...!
M: (bursts out laughing)
J: *laughs* I am going to kill you.
A: (looking at the cover) I didn’t know they made games like this. Justin?
J: Yeah.
A: How did you know what kind of game this is?
J: *blushes* Uh...
O: (flies up with another present)
J: Oh, thanks buddy. This one’s from Masaki. (opens it, pulls out a katana) Oh, sweet! Is this..... it is! It’s a reverse blade katana!
T: I noticed you didn’t have one of those in your collection.
J: Thanks man.
S: OK everyone! It’s time for cake!
J: Alright! Sasami made her famous carrot cake. Normally, I don’t like carrot cake at birthdays, but hers is to die for!

40 minutes later...
T: Well, we’d better be going. See’ya later, Wahlne. Happy birthday!
J: (high fives Tenchi) Thanks for coming, Masaki. (waving) Thank you all so much!
M: I gotta go too. I’ll see you Saturday. (starts to leave)
J: Say, Makoto.
M: Hai.
J: I forgot to ask. How’s the restaurant going?
M: Oh! OK, I guess. I’ve been looking at a few places.
J: Anything look good?
M: Well, I was checking out the building on 25th. But the rent there is ridiculous.
J: (nods) So desu ka. Well, good luck. Gambatte.
M: Arigato. Mata ne!
J: Ja ne!
A: Let’s go. I’ve got one more gift for you at home.
J: Oh, goodie!

(home, Justin’s room)
A: Sit down. And don’t get up till I tell you to.
J: Um... OK. (sits in his desk chair)
A: (closes the door)
J: o.0 ???
A: (starts unbuttoning her jacket)
J: Um... Aisha,..... what are you doing?
A: Giving you your birthday present, silly. (takes off her jacket)
J: Aisha, I thought we were clear on this. I can’t...
A: Don’t worry. (leans in, whispers in his ear) I won’t lay a finger on you.
J: Huh?........... 0_0 ! Oh boy. Naughty time.

Aisha throws her jacket onto the bed, and starts doing a little strip tease. First, she slowly lifts up her shirt, moving to the sensual rhythm of the music playing in her head. Removing the shirt, she exposes a sexy green bra. Next, she unzips and unbuttons her jeans. Then, she turns around, bends over, and slips the jeans off, revealing matching panties. Not to mention her luscious ass for Justin’s viewing pleasure. Turning back around, she reaches behind her and unties the gold ring from the end of her braid. She runs her fingers through her hair and shakes her head, undoing the braid and letting her hair fall down like a silver cape.

A: You like?
J: (nods) Yes ma’am.
A: Good. Cuz here comes the real fun.
J: 0_0 ?

Aisha reaches behind her and undoes the clasps to her bra. Then, crossing her arms over her chest, she slips off the shoulder straps, and removes the bra with her left hand while still covering her breasts with her right. She flicks her bra into Justin’s lap, then starts moving her hand towards her panties. Turning to the side so as not to show her unmentionables, she very slowly and very carefully slips off her panties with her one free hand. Bringing her hand back up and covering her privates, she faces Justin, slips one foot out of her panties, and kicks them towards him. Resembling a feline Venus, Aisha now stands completely naked, with her left hand shielding her downstairs, and her right arm restraining her soft D-cup breasts.

A: Now...
J: .... Yeah?
A: I want you to do me a favor.
J: Y... yes?
A: Could you be a good little boy and hand me my jacket.
J: Uh.... sure. (grabs her jacket, gets up and drapes it over her shoulders)
A: Thank you. (kisses him) Happy birthday, Justin.
J: Indeed.



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