an Azumanga Daioh drabble (100-word fic)
by Ukyou Kuonji
"Oi, Yomi! What's that you've got on your tray?"
"This? Oh, my cousin in America sent me—"
"Ta-ba-su-ko? Doesn't this stuff make mosquitos
explode?"
"I
wouldn't know."
"Wow, Yomi-san
you really like spicy stuff!"
"Ha! It's not that spicy! I could pour three
shakes onto my croquette and I wouldn't sweat!"
"Oh, really? Try four shakes."
"Five shakes!"
"Six."
"Seven!"
"
Eat that croquette."
"Oh ho! What have we here? Louisiana Tabasco?
Trés bien
I ga-ron-tee it!"
"Yukari-sensei
don't chug that!"
"Kurosawa-sensei
isn't this English class?"
"Well, Yukari-chan asked me to tell you
class is cancelled this afternoon."
"OHHHH
"
Author's notes: With apologies to Azuma-sensei, Bill
Amend, and the McIllenney Sauce Company.
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