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Of Lab Accidents and Wedding Jitters!
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
1,282
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Of Lab Accidents and Wedding Jitters!: The PROLOGUE
Of Lab Accidents and Wedding Jitters!
By: KozueNoSaru AKA Drama-Queen
Disclaimer: Any familiar concepts (i.e. the Saiyan race, capsules, Albeds) that are used in this fanfiction are the property of their respective copyrights.
Claimer: This fictional story is the sole property of one KozueNoSaru. She owns herself and the characters portrayed in this fanfiction. Should you request to use them, please confirm the details with her first so that there will be no misunderstandings. Otherwise, don’t go around claiming these guys and gals, okay? (Though, I seriously doubt you’d want them after we’re through with them…)
Warning: It’s a slash fic, folks! This fanfiction contains a small amount of het material, some language some very slashy situations, and random instances of fourth-walling. If these actions are not your cup of tea, I kindly request that you leave or don’t start your reviews similar to “WTF were you thinking, you n00b?!” Kozue doesn’t like nitpickers, flamers, trollers, or homophobes looking for something to bitch about and neither does her OCs.
Pairings: Marty-Stu /Heath the Hog; Garfeild/Taylor; slight Moria McFeather/Porker-Ella
Marty-Stu/Mary-Sue; and Heath and slight Hog/Porker-Ella/Moria love triangle
Prologue: Just Setting the Scene
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Konnichiwa, minna-san! Your lovely narrator here! I am Anonymous-Onna, and I’m here to help out and old friend of mine. (Eyes glitter) I’m so proud of her! Now she’s attempting original fanfiction. Yay!
Heath: Oh, God. I can’t believe it’s come to this. I heard stories about you, “Anon-Chan”. That’s what we know you by. You’re known as the “The-One–That-Went-Real-Bad-Real-Quick”.
You be quiet, dunderhead! Get back in the story!
Heath: Or what, oh lovely, fangirlish, mysterious narrator?
I’ll tell Kozue and she’ll upgrade this fic into a lemon. I would LOVE to see your girlfriend’s reaction to it if that happened to you and lil’ Marty…
Heath: (panicking) I’m going, I’m going! (Leaves through the portal)
That’s what I thought. (Coughs) Let’s see, where was I before I was so rudely interrupted? Oh yeah, I was gushing about Kozue. As much as I’d like to go on about her, I really gotta get this fic going. Here’s the writer herself with a very important note.
Kozue: Please don’t get on my ass about Fic-Land University’s mascot. It was three in the morning when I conjured him up, and my mind was in the gutter, okay? It SOUNDED like a brilliant idea at the time. Also, I’m fully aware of what I put, so please don’t review and go on about the wrongness of the Fic-Land’s mascot.
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Ah, Fic-Land University, the home of the Fic-Land Tentacles. (Don’t ask. PLEASE don’t ask. I only narrate this, people.) This is where most original characters go to become evil and more perverted original characters in lemon fanfiction. There are tall brick buildings that dot the picture postcard perfect landscape. A huge lake has a rather convincing sculpture sprouting water in the middle of the main entrance flowerbed. There is no litter, no cigarettes cluttering the grounds and very few cars in the parking lots. Okay, so I made the place up, but where the hell else can you send your original characters when they’re too perverted for Canon Universities?
Anyways, it’s a place where bishounen, bishoujo, elves, aliens, ghosts, demons and furry anthromorphs walk the land and plan out adventures, sexual escapades, and law-abiding parties.
Feel free to perform a bullshit cough on that last example, folks. Basically, it’s Original Character College for the pervy ones; like, well, you’ll see.
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Our tale of misguided romance and steamy rendezvous dates actually began in Garfield Togas’ Advanced Chemistry 303. The day in question was a balmy, pre-summer Wednesday. Mr. Togas is boring his class with his passionate, but futile lecture on the unwritten history of creating shoujo aphrodisiac. In his class were two particular beings that were combating the useless information in their own ways. One is a pig furry young man with pristine blonde hair and big blue eyes. He was dressed in a red football jersey and baggy jeans. The other is a Saiyan male with pitch-black hair and deep blue-eyes. He was dressed in a Nehru suit.
These lovely bishounen dunderheads are Heath the Hog and Marty-Stu, respectively, and this particular story is about them.
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Heath: What the hell are you trying to accomplish?!
Didn’t I tell you to stay in the story?
Heath: The only person that can order me around and generally treat us like crap is Kozue and, Lady; you sure as hell ain’t Kozue. You’re a few mangas short of the whole collection and a lot cheaper looking. (Goes through the portal to the story)
Why you pig-faced, overgrown has-been! You’ll see…you’ll se; No one insults Anonymous-Onna and lives, Little-Piggy…
(Evil laughter echoes throughout the land)
By: KozueNoSaru AKA Drama-Queen
Disclaimer: Any familiar concepts (i.e. the Saiyan race, capsules, Albeds) that are used in this fanfiction are the property of their respective copyrights.
Claimer: This fictional story is the sole property of one KozueNoSaru. She owns herself and the characters portrayed in this fanfiction. Should you request to use them, please confirm the details with her first so that there will be no misunderstandings. Otherwise, don’t go around claiming these guys and gals, okay? (Though, I seriously doubt you’d want them after we’re through with them…)
Warning: It’s a slash fic, folks! This fanfiction contains a small amount of het material, some language some very slashy situations, and random instances of fourth-walling. If these actions are not your cup of tea, I kindly request that you leave or don’t start your reviews similar to “WTF were you thinking, you n00b?!” Kozue doesn’t like nitpickers, flamers, trollers, or homophobes looking for something to bitch about and neither does her OCs.
Pairings: Marty-Stu /Heath the Hog; Garfeild/Taylor; slight Moria McFeather/Porker-Ella
Marty-Stu/Mary-Sue; and Heath and slight Hog/Porker-Ella/Moria love triangle
Prologue: Just Setting the Scene
XXXXXX
Konnichiwa, minna-san! Your lovely narrator here! I am Anonymous-Onna, and I’m here to help out and old friend of mine. (Eyes glitter) I’m so proud of her! Now she’s attempting original fanfiction. Yay!
Heath: Oh, God. I can’t believe it’s come to this. I heard stories about you, “Anon-Chan”. That’s what we know you by. You’re known as the “The-One–That-Went-Real-Bad-Real-Quick”.
You be quiet, dunderhead! Get back in the story!
Heath: Or what, oh lovely, fangirlish, mysterious narrator?
I’ll tell Kozue and she’ll upgrade this fic into a lemon. I would LOVE to see your girlfriend’s reaction to it if that happened to you and lil’ Marty…
Heath: (panicking) I’m going, I’m going! (Leaves through the portal)
That’s what I thought. (Coughs) Let’s see, where was I before I was so rudely interrupted? Oh yeah, I was gushing about Kozue. As much as I’d like to go on about her, I really gotta get this fic going. Here’s the writer herself with a very important note.
Kozue: Please don’t get on my ass about Fic-Land University’s mascot. It was three in the morning when I conjured him up, and my mind was in the gutter, okay? It SOUNDED like a brilliant idea at the time. Also, I’m fully aware of what I put, so please don’t review and go on about the wrongness of the Fic-Land’s mascot.
XXXXXX
Ah, Fic-Land University, the home of the Fic-Land Tentacles. (Don’t ask. PLEASE don’t ask. I only narrate this, people.) This is where most original characters go to become evil and more perverted original characters in lemon fanfiction. There are tall brick buildings that dot the picture postcard perfect landscape. A huge lake has a rather convincing sculpture sprouting water in the middle of the main entrance flowerbed. There is no litter, no cigarettes cluttering the grounds and very few cars in the parking lots. Okay, so I made the place up, but where the hell else can you send your original characters when they’re too perverted for Canon Universities?
Anyways, it’s a place where bishounen, bishoujo, elves, aliens, ghosts, demons and furry anthromorphs walk the land and plan out adventures, sexual escapades, and law-abiding parties.
Feel free to perform a bullshit cough on that last example, folks. Basically, it’s Original Character College for the pervy ones; like, well, you’ll see.
XXXXXX
Our tale of misguided romance and steamy rendezvous dates actually began in Garfield Togas’ Advanced Chemistry 303. The day in question was a balmy, pre-summer Wednesday. Mr. Togas is boring his class with his passionate, but futile lecture on the unwritten history of creating shoujo aphrodisiac. In his class were two particular beings that were combating the useless information in their own ways. One is a pig furry young man with pristine blonde hair and big blue eyes. He was dressed in a red football jersey and baggy jeans. The other is a Saiyan male with pitch-black hair and deep blue-eyes. He was dressed in a Nehru suit.
These lovely bishounen dunderheads are Heath the Hog and Marty-Stu, respectively, and this particular story is about them.
XXXXXX
Heath: What the hell are you trying to accomplish?!
Didn’t I tell you to stay in the story?
Heath: The only person that can order me around and generally treat us like crap is Kozue and, Lady; you sure as hell ain’t Kozue. You’re a few mangas short of the whole collection and a lot cheaper looking. (Goes through the portal to the story)
Why you pig-faced, overgrown has-been! You’ll see…you’ll se; No one insults Anonymous-Onna and lives, Little-Piggy…
(Evil laughter echoes throughout the land)