The Anime Fanfiction University
by Shaun Garin

Disclaimer : None of these animes are mine. I swear, really. And yeah, I
have spoken with Miss Cam of OFUM fame. I am ALLOWED to write this with her
permission. Thank you.

Major Note : When signing up for AFU, please, email the sign up sheet to me
at my email address on the top of my account page. F.net might think that
this is an interactive fanfic and boot it off. And we don't want that, do
we? Otherwise, I might just have to color your account Glowrange.

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"Oogh...."

A head lifted off of a keyboard, the dim light of a half open window
streaming into the room. One hand groped for the clock while the other
rubbed sleep from his eyes. Peering into the red depths of the alarm clock,
she moaned and sat up, yawning.

A sharp, insistent rap on the door roused her sleep addled mind out of it's
depths as a voice called out, "Zone! You awake in there?"

The door flew open as an unshaven man stepped into the room. He was tall and
lanky with a sharp, angular look to his face. "You look like hell, Zone."

"G'way," she muttered, brushing blonde hair from her face. "How the hell do
you stay chipper in the morning, Norris?"

"You have a key stuck to your cheek," Norris replied, grabbing a nearby pop
and chugging it down. "Oh, by the way, you have someone to see you."

"Who, exactly?" Zone asked, flicking the key from her cheek.

"Mozaaaaaaaku!" A meter tall blue... thing, for a lack of a word, waddled
out. It seemed to be squinty eyed and held out a letter to Zone who blinked.
"Mozaaaaaaa..."

"What the hell is that thing?" Zone exclaimed, scrambling for something to
hit it with.

"It looks like a Pokemon," Norris remarked, flipping brown and blonde bangs
from his eyes in order to peer at it. "I think it's a Wobbafett."

It then handed another letter to Norris who flipped his own open. "Lets
see... what the hell is this? Anime Fanfiction University?"

"That's right," said a man who had appeared in the doorway. He looked like
something out of a government conspiracy, with the sunglasses, white
starched shirt, black tie and suit. "Call me Agent One. I am here to inform
you, Samantha Zonovich, AKA Zone, and Norris Blackthorn, AKA NorrisdaMan,
that you two are requested to attend the Anime Fanfiction University."

"Gwa?" Obviously, Zone hadn't woken up fully yet.

"Yes, the Anime Fanfiction University, where you may take courses to sharpen
your writing skills, and adhere to canon. Just give the documents to Mozaku
when you are done. Oh, and Welcome to AFU."

With that, Agent One vanished in a cloud of sulfuric smoke.

Norris and Zone looked at each other for a good long while, before a look
from the blue thing dubbed "Mozaku" prodded them into action.

"Lets see... name, Zone, age, race..." Zone worked busily at the document as
Norris was already further down the list. Zone paused at the race as she
scribbled down "Half Saiyan."

"Do you fear Tentacled Beasts, Yes/No." He hastily scribbled down a circle
around no, going to the next few lines, his face scrunching up in confusion.
"Who the hell wrote this thing?"

"Clubs.... what are you signing up for?" Zone asked, twiddling a pencil
around her fingers.

"The Art of Anvils," Norris said. "You?"

"Probably Target Practice."

After a few minutes of furious writing under the sharp eyed, yet squinty
gaze, they finally handed it to Mozaku who promptly vanished in a cloud of
sulfuric dust. Coughing, Norris shook his head. "Boy, that was weird."

"Too weird," Zone agreed, dragging herself to the bed. "I'm going back to
sleep. G'night."

Norris closed the door behind him as Zone fell into a blissful slumber.

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Authors notes : YES, YES, YES, for the thousandth time, yes, I am allowed to
write this fanfiction. So don't bug me about it, or complain to Miss Cam.
She already knows.