Jungle Wa Itsumo Hale Nochi Guu Fan Fiction ❯ How Many Licks? ❯ How Many Licks? ( Chapter 1 )

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How Many Licks?

A Jungle Wa Itsumo Hale Nochi Guu Adfic

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Notes: This one is an adfic. That is, a fic done in an advertisement format.

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[An announcer appears on the screen. He is handsome man, pale-skinned and well-dressed. He holds a microphone in one hand and a Tootsie Roll Pop in the other. Behind him is a jungle.]

Announcer: (To the audience) Weíve come to the jungle to see if folks here know the answer to the ages old question, ĎHow many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop?í Letís ask this person here. (Walks up to a young man, about 13 years old) Excuse me, young man. Do you know how many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop?Ē (Holds out a Tootsie Pop in offering)

Waji: Licks? Hahahahahahahahahahaha! (Doubles over in hyena-like laughter for the next five minutes)

Announcer: I see. Well, why donít we move on and ask this lady with the large knockÖ that is, knock upÖ I mean, ask her a question? (Walks up to a woman dressed in a leopard skin halter top and skirt) Excuse me, Miss?

Weda: Itís Mrs.

Announcer: Darn. I mean, Do you know how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop?

Weda: (Stares at the offered Tootsie Pop) Do you have any that are rum flavored?

Announcer: Ah, no.

Weda: How about Whiskey flavored?

Announcer: No.

Weda: Fine, Iíll settle for a sake flavored one.

Announcer: We donít have alchohol flavored Tootsie Pops of any kind. This is a candy. One targeted for children.

Weda: Not interested then. (Walks off)

Announcer: (Impatience in his voice) Letís continue on. Weíll try this older gentleman with the afro on his chest. (Walks up to the man, then says to himself) Afro on his chest? Wait. Move on.

Chourou: (Spots announcer before he can escape) A visitor from the city, eh? I am mayor of our fine village. How might I help you?

Announcer: Iím conducting interviews on how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop.

Chourou: While I donít know the answer to that, I do know how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Pokute. Here, Iíll demonstrate. (Grabs a nearby Pokute and begins licking it. It squirms and wiggles as it tries to escape)

Announcer: (Backs away nervously) Thatís all right. Weíll ask someone else. (Out of earshot) What the hell? Is this place full of nothing but a bunch of lunatics? (Bumps into a small girl with green hair.) Excuse me, young lady, but do you know how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop?

Raia: (opens mouth)

Announcer: No, nevermind. Your response will probably be just as stupid as everyone elseís. (Walks off, leaving the girl to silently stare after him.)

Cameramanís Disembodied Voice: We arenít going to get paid if we canít find someone to put on camera.

Announcer: Fine. Weíll give it one more shot. Weíll ask this pale cherubic-faced little girl. She looks photogenic. (Walks up to the pink-haired girl with bright, red sparkling eyes.) And whatís your name, little girl?Ē

Guu: (Cheerily) Guu.

Announcer: At last! A winner! Do you know how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop? (Holds it up for her to see)

Guu: I can find out. (Her features suddenly shift, all light and caring disappearing as her eyes become two narrow emotionless coals. Her tongue lashes out like a scorpionís tail, shattering the offered Tootsie Pop into a hundred shards.) One. (She declares in a flat voice devoid of emotion)

Announcer: (Trembling) Thank you. (Turns to go)

Guu: (With hand held up pensively to her chin) I wonder how many bites it takes to eat an annoying television announcer.

Announcer: What?

[Thereís a moment of darkness accompanied by a loud gulping sound. Light returns a moment later, showing only Guu standing there]

Guu: (To the camera) The answer to that is one as well.

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End Ad fic:

Sorry. Was just looking for something to do in the small amount of time I had. That and I like Guu. Hope you enjoyed this silly little thing.