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rachel_riecheru) wrote2010-08-20 07:53 pm
rachel_riecheru) wrote2010-08-20 07:53 pm
New Fanfic
Title: Deal or Death
Author/Artist: rachel_reicheru
Rating: PG work-safe.
Summary: The ikkou go on a game show.
Notes/disclaimer, etc: Comedy/ inspired by a suggestion by
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clarisajeane
Hope everyone enjoys this cute little idea broke my writters block so thank you clarisajeane :)
Deal or No Deal
*** For anyone that doesn’t know deal or no deal please watch this video and read the comments :)
“It was his idea, these things were ALWAYS his idea. I swear there is something loose in his head. Why am I here, in this auditorium of idiots?” Sanzo pushed his palm into his face and tried to look away from the 20 cameras pointed towards him.
“Ladies and Gentleman today we have a treat! We have joining us a Sanzo priest all the way from Chang’an, China!” The crowd shrieked and Sanzo glared up to Hakkai, Gojyo and Goku sitting the on the podium. Hakkai smiling happily obviously enjoying Sanzo’s suffering immensely. Gojyo who kept winking and waving at every woman he could set his eyes on. Goku’s eyes just darting around the brightly lit up studio as he bounced restlessly in his seat.
The presenter put his arm around Sanzo’s shoulders and was greeted with a death glare. But the glare was ignored by the happy presenter that put Hakkai’s smile to shame.
“And I can see you have some of your friends on the podium; Hakkai, Gojyo and Goku!” The presenter moved his hands across the audience pointing to the trio of demons sitting in the audience. Sanzo’s face and his palm once again met this time he moaned.
“En.” Replied Sanzo eventually, the presenter just laugh loudly, a phoney shitty fake hahahahaha which made Sanzo miss his interactions with the demon Zakuro.
“Hi guys!” Bellowed the presenter waving at the demons. “What brings you guys all the way down here?”
“Ah, well this is all beca-”
-BANG-
Hakkai raised his golden briefcase over head at lightning fast speed and noticed the small bullet sticking in the front of it. The bullet had conveniently landed on the black number 8 on his case. Gojyo’s case number was 5, and Goku’s was 9. Sanzo had chosen case 3, Hakkai hoped that the case was lucky but knowing Sanzo it would’ve been better if he had been down there playing. Not that he believed Sanzo was unlucky but he believed he was luckier.
“Never mind the details we’re here to win big!” Cried the presenter the crowd went wild.
“So how much have you guys come to play for?” Asked the presenter focusing his eyes on Sanzo who was gripping his gun so tightly it could snap in half, tightening his grip when he heard Hakkai’s voice.
“Well you see we lost our ride because Sanzo –Sama made a bet while drunk and lost ^^.” A dark aura surrounded Hakkai making Gojyo and Goku lean as far away from him as they could.
“Che’” Sanzo looked away.
“So we are hoping to win enough to be able to buy back our ride, ahahaha!” The presenter hit Sanzo on the back a few times.
“HAHAHAHA! If that’s the case then let’s play deal or no deal!” Large lights moved around the stadium blinding Sanzo and forcing him to look up at the podium of people holding cases.
“So I bet you know how this works, please choose the first case!” The audience cheered again, Sanzo focused his eyes on his feet, it was too bright and too loud, he wanted to be in a quiet inn, listening to the sound of cicada’s chirping and sipping tea. He used his gun free hand to point to the cases randomly without even looking, until he eventually had pointed out six. Sanzo jolted when heard loud alerting sirens. His eyes darted around the room thinking maybe there was a fire. A fire would have been great, really great, it would’ve put him out of his misery. But to his dismay the sirens kept going until a large monetary figure was displayed on a LCD screen above him.
“That’s what the banker has offered you!” Cried the presenter, even though it was early in the game the figure was very high.
“So Sanzo, Deal or NO DEAL!!!” He asked. Sanzo looked at the figure and turned to the presenter.
“If I take the deal can I leave?” He asked still gripping his gun.
“No, even if you take the deal now, the game keeps going until you open all the cases.” The presenter whispered into his ear.
“How about I make you a deal,”
Right arm raised, gun pointed directly at the presenter’s temple.
“I take the deal, I go home Ok?”
“Umm…” Sanzo cracked a smirk.
“Deal or Death.”
End
Author/Artist: rachel_reicheru
Rating: PG work-safe.
Summary: The ikkou go on a game show.
Notes/disclaimer, etc: Comedy/ inspired by a suggestion by
clarisajeaneHope everyone enjoys this cute little idea broke my writters block so thank you clarisajeane :)
Deal or No Deal
*** For anyone that doesn’t know deal or no deal please watch this video and read the comments :)
“It was his idea, these things were ALWAYS his idea. I swear there is something loose in his head. Why am I here, in this auditorium of idiots?” Sanzo pushed his palm into his face and tried to look away from the 20 cameras pointed towards him.
“Ladies and Gentleman today we have a treat! We have joining us a Sanzo priest all the way from Chang’an, China!” The crowd shrieked and Sanzo glared up to Hakkai, Gojyo and Goku sitting the on the podium. Hakkai smiling happily obviously enjoying Sanzo’s suffering immensely. Gojyo who kept winking and waving at every woman he could set his eyes on. Goku’s eyes just darting around the brightly lit up studio as he bounced restlessly in his seat.
The presenter put his arm around Sanzo’s shoulders and was greeted with a death glare. But the glare was ignored by the happy presenter that put Hakkai’s smile to shame.
“And I can see you have some of your friends on the podium; Hakkai, Gojyo and Goku!” The presenter moved his hands across the audience pointing to the trio of demons sitting in the audience. Sanzo’s face and his palm once again met this time he moaned.
“En.” Replied Sanzo eventually, the presenter just laugh loudly, a phoney shitty fake hahahahaha which made Sanzo miss his interactions with the demon Zakuro.
“Hi guys!” Bellowed the presenter waving at the demons. “What brings you guys all the way down here?”
“Ah, well this is all beca-”
-BANG-
Hakkai raised his golden briefcase over head at lightning fast speed and noticed the small bullet sticking in the front of it. The bullet had conveniently landed on the black number 8 on his case. Gojyo’s case number was 5, and Goku’s was 9. Sanzo had chosen case 3, Hakkai hoped that the case was lucky but knowing Sanzo it would’ve been better if he had been down there playing. Not that he believed Sanzo was unlucky but he believed he was luckier.
“Never mind the details we’re here to win big!” Cried the presenter the crowd went wild.
“So how much have you guys come to play for?” Asked the presenter focusing his eyes on Sanzo who was gripping his gun so tightly it could snap in half, tightening his grip when he heard Hakkai’s voice.
“Well you see we lost our ride because Sanzo –Sama made a bet while drunk and lost ^^.” A dark aura surrounded Hakkai making Gojyo and Goku lean as far away from him as they could.
“Che’” Sanzo looked away.
“So we are hoping to win enough to be able to buy back our ride, ahahaha!” The presenter hit Sanzo on the back a few times.
“HAHAHAHA! If that’s the case then let’s play deal or no deal!” Large lights moved around the stadium blinding Sanzo and forcing him to look up at the podium of people holding cases.
“So I bet you know how this works, please choose the first case!” The audience cheered again, Sanzo focused his eyes on his feet, it was too bright and too loud, he wanted to be in a quiet inn, listening to the sound of cicada’s chirping and sipping tea. He used his gun free hand to point to the cases randomly without even looking, until he eventually had pointed out six. Sanzo jolted when heard loud alerting sirens. His eyes darted around the room thinking maybe there was a fire. A fire would have been great, really great, it would’ve put him out of his misery. But to his dismay the sirens kept going until a large monetary figure was displayed on a LCD screen above him.
“That’s what the banker has offered you!” Cried the presenter, even though it was early in the game the figure was very high.
“So Sanzo, Deal or NO DEAL!!!” He asked. Sanzo looked at the figure and turned to the presenter.
“If I take the deal can I leave?” He asked still gripping his gun.
“No, even if you take the deal now, the game keeps going until you open all the cases.” The presenter whispered into his ear.
“How about I make you a deal,”
Right arm raised, gun pointed directly at the presenter’s temple.
“I take the deal, I go home Ok?”
“Umm…” Sanzo cracked a smirk.
“Deal or Death.”
End