Wednesday, August 11, 2004

The chronicles of Chizi Yasha
Me and my friend Lost echo have written this story. You can laugh all you want at the poor quality but please don't steal it. (as if you would want to though)Enjoy!

Disclaimer: We (yes we, there are two of us) don’t own the plot and characters of Inuyasha. However, we DO own the cheesy counterparts.

A/N: Fallen stands for Fallen Angel Gurl (one of the co-writers) and Lost echo stands for Lost echo (the other co-writer).

So begins our story of action, adventure, love and….CHEESE. It all began one day in the modern world on a day like this, which happened to be a Wednesday. A girl called Havarti, stumbled upon a strange out house. It was Havarti 15th birthday. Havarti, happened to be a very annoying perky girl with an extremely annoying voice who was always happy for no reason at all so naturally, she was friendless.

Fallen: *ahem* Can we get back to the story now?

Lost echo: Jeez, don’t be so bossy!

Fallen: Just keep typing!

Lost echo: Fine!

Anyways, Havarti had seen an ad for a cheese convention in the newspaper, and decided to go since she was a cheese loving girl.

Havarti: I think that I’ll go to this cheese convention!

So off Havarti went, but unfortunately, she got lost and ended up at a mysterious outhouse.

Havarti: The convention might be in here!

Havarti went in the outhouse and was sucked into the toilet! And she fell down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down…..

Fallen: Can we please get on with the story?!

Lost echo: *mouth full of cookies* wut?

Fallen: Fine, I’ll continue typing…

Lost echo: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*turns blue and suffocates and faints from lack of oxygen*

Back to the story…Havarti then felt herself changing direction, and started to fall up (which doesn’t make much sense…) and out of an old toilet! There she was horrified to see the behind of an old lady!

Havarti: GAH! I’m scarred for life!

The old lady, noticing the presence of the young girl, let out a cry of embarrassment.
Old lady: Ye have disturbed my business!

Havarti
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