'Wow, there sure are a lot of these Revengefics coming down the
line.  I just hope that it won't stop the flow of Fanfics.'  I loaded
up my editor, hoping to get a few revisions done on Lone Man and Wolf,
but nothing was flowing, and I have to get to work in an hour.  "Geez,
this is gonna be tough.  Maybe I should revamp Magic.  The C&C gave me
a great filler section idea."

    "No, I don't think you should do that."  The voice said calmly.
Wondering when my roomate got home and his voice changed, I turned to
see who was there.  Cologne, perched on her staff, was propped up in
the middle of my waterbed.  "Augh!  Where... who.... how....  Oh no.
Not now!"

    "Yes, now.  You have some small things to answer for, Scott.  That
little fic you wrote that had Ranma kill me, and then there was that
fic that actually had me make a mistake.  I am not sure which one
ticked me off more."  Cologne hopped onto the edge of my bed, twirling
her staff.  The ends of the staff whirred in front of my face, missing
me by mere millimeters.

    "Oh come on.  It's not like I actually thought this stuff would
affect anyone.  I'll stop, I promise!"  The fear of the Jusenkyo curse
worried me more than the physical pain.  Pain goes away, the curse
would last.

    "Now then.  You seem to have a liking for the magical side of the
multiverse, so the decision was reached.  No Jusenkyo curse for you."
Cologne's face seemed to split into an evil looking grin, and suddenly
the Jusenkyo curse was looking rather nice.

    "What are you going to do to me?  I am out of shape, Fighting
would take me forever to learn, I have a girlfriend, and there are a
couple of people in my life that would like to kill me, so I can't see
anything you could do other than a curse."  I offered up a silent
prayer, hoping that I might get off lucky.

    "Nice try, but no good.  Judgment has been passed.  I am going to
grant your desire.  You will be able to use Magic."  Cologne whirled
her staff again, forcing me to lean back to avoid it.  Cologne leaped
up then, dropping a small bundle in my mouth.  She then landed on my
desk, holding my jaw shut and forcing me to swallow it.

    "There, it is done.  You can now use magic.  There is a catch,
however."  'Big suprise.' I thought.  "The Magic will only work when
you are stressed, or totally relaxed.  You have no control over it.
Of course, the raw, undirected magic will be interesting to watch.  It
always flows wierd with no control."

    "What do you mean, watch?  And exactly what do you mean by wierd?"
I looked around, hoping that my alarm would go off and I would wake up
from this crazy dream.  Cologne simply looked at me, propped up on her
staff again.  That's when my computer started floating.  Two eet in
the air, held down by the cableing, my computer hovered there.  I
gently pulled it down, set a couple of Cerebus graphic novels on it to
hold it in place, and turned around again.

    "See?  You got stressed, and the magic hit your comuter this time.
What will happen next time?  This is going to be sooooo much fun."
Cologne had a light in her eyes, glimmering evilly in the flickering
light of the T.V.

    "You mean you're going to stick around?"  That worried me again,
and suddenly, my stereo started blaring gregarian chants.  A pounding
on the ceiling started, my upstairs neighbors, who happened to be
Mormons, disliking the chanting.  The stereo cut off, and Cologne jsut
started to laugh.