How the Mind Works: Where the Train Leads When You Mention English Class


Interplanal Overseer: It really is a pity she hasn't asked us to write anything original yet.

Zelgadis: I'm perfectly happy with it. I'd rather not be humiliated in front of a bunch of teenagers, thank you very much.

Xelloss: You're no fun. (pouts.)

IO: Xelloss-sama's right. You're always such a stick-in-the-mud, Zel. Lighten up a little; it'll be fun!

Zelgadis: That's what you said LAST time.

IO: Right, and last time WAS fun! ^_^

Xelloss: Arrow through my twisted heart, IO-san! ^_^

IO: Don't suck up. I can't stand it.

Xelloss: Precisely, Destiny-chan! ^_^

IO: Call me that again, Mazoku, and you're asking for an Elemental Recall in the face.

Xelloss: How delightful! ^_^

Zelgadis: What I wouldn't give to talk to a sane person.

Xelloss: (looks interested) Okay!

Gourry: (appearing out of nowhere) Huh? What? Who? Where? Why? ...

Zelgadis: Gah! ... In this circumstance, Gourry WOULD count as sane.

Xelloss: (grinning) You said you'd give anything, Zel-sama ...

Zelgadis: o_O() I didn't mean it THAT way! Get off me, you fruitcake! (races out of the room.)

Xelloss: Zelgadis-sama ... ^_^ (teleports after him.)

Gourry: ... What just happened?

IO: o_O() ... uh ... well, never mind, Gourry-sama.

Gourry: Oh. Okay!

IO: (sighs) Well, until next time ...


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