As the camera comes on rather than the hiideous face of Jaiq that we are all used to, we see a rather handsome oriental young man. Tenchi: Ahoyahoy! Welcome, kind readers some of you who are familiar with 5150 productions may notice a conspicuous absence in this opening scene, Jaiq da Goose. I will now tell you why. For as long as I can remember, My life has been bent to the whims of maniacal fiction writers, like Jaiq. So when Jaiq aproached me with this project I naturaly agreed. Turn about is fair play and all. I must tell you that as Jaiq does not own my show, Tenchi Muyo! or any of it's characters (we belong to Pioneer LDC & AIC) , I do not own any of the 5150 characters or Lady Une, who happens to be property of Sunrise. And now on with the fic. ^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~ Theatrica trailor: You all have seen the adventures of Tenchi Masaki, But have you ever seriously thought about how your life would be different if you were Tenchi? (Obviously other wise there may never have been fan fics) But Jaiq will find out What it's like to be Tenchi, In a bad fan fic. ^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~^_~ When Jaiq woke-up that morning he once again found that his privacy has been violated. She was right there floting over his hammock in his father's attic. Ella was looking staight in his eyes as he opened them. She demanded, "I want it Jaiq, and I want it NOW"! "But Ella, it's only...", Jaiq looks at his watch, "8:13, it's to early". "You said you would give it to me this morning", She angrily reminded him, "you promised". When she got like this, Jaiq knew the only thing he could do was give the demon/cat/girl what she wanted. "Okay, I'm up.", and with that he rolled over, fell out of his hammock, reached for his backpack, and handed her a hand full of assorted strings. She was happy, for now. As he wnet down stairs, Stormy was in the kitchen, cooking up a storm (didn't see that one comming did you?). Which happend to be the room at the bottom of the stairs. She turned to see her friend (and secret desire), "Good morning Jaiq"! "Good morning Stormy-chan". On his way to the bathroom, Jaiq accidently bumped into Princess Une. As they dusted themselves off Une blushed and greeted her not so secret desire, "Good morning Lord Jaiq, That devil woman didn't disturb you this morning, did she"? "Good morning Princess Une, no she didn't". After his morning unload, Jaiq made his way to the livingroom where he found Trista watching the morning news and enjoying an all too brief moment without her bumbling Galaxy Police partner, Mia. Jaiq sat on the sofa next to her and started watching the television himself. "Good morning Trista". "Good morning Jaiq, have you seen Mia? We're supposed to be on patrol in a fewminutes". Before Jaiq could answer, An explosion was heard as Lily chased the blonde demolistionist from her laboratory in the hall closet. "Damn it Mia, how many times have I told you to stay out of my lab"? Mia didn't realize the question was rhetorical, "Um, How many times have you told me again"? With that Lily growled in frustration and slammed the door. Having finished his breakfast amid Ella and Une fighting with each other, and Trista throttling Mia, Jaiq left the house to attend to the fields (which there are realy not that many of in Detroit). Just after he steppedout of the back door a man came down out of a giant spaceship. He had brown hair, brown eyes, a brown leather jacket, brown pants, and brown boots, covered by a grey cape. Jaiq looked at him and said, "Hunter"? "Who is hunter? I am Kagato"! "Aren't you dead"? "No! I'm here to vilinize this fic and you can't stop me! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ Jaiq: This little bit of sillyness was inspired by a writer that goes by the name of "Foxanime" who pointed out that we fanfic writers have been toying with Tenchi's life for our own ends. So I decided to give Tenchi a chance to toy with my life for a while. If you want to flame me for this over zellous selfinsertion you can find me at goose20693@aol.com standing ready with my can of gas (to make it interesting). "You can't have everything. Where would you put it"? --Steven Wright