This is just I being silly and worshipping Shang. Yes, I admit it: I am a Shang fan-girl. A few things to note are that:

Armpit Boy is a nickname my ex friend and I came up with.

I am a rabid Shang fan girl.

This is humor folks so take it with a grain of salt and the fact that Tsung will be slightly ooc. That said, enjoy: -D all flames will be sent to my muse.

It was just another night and Brianna was moodily contemplating her laptop when a silken voice drew her out of her thoughts.

"So this is where you dream up your perverted stories."

Squeaking, Bri raised her head to see if she had well and truly gone insane. No such luck for standing in front of her was the demonic sorcerer, Shang Tsung. Letting out another squeak, Bri quickly fell off her bed and scuttled under her bed to look out from beneath the lavender covers.

Shang rolled his eyes before he kneeled down. "I am not here to hurt you."

"So stealing my soul wouldn't hurt me?"

The demon blinked. That was an interesting thought. "No, I am not here to do that either."

With a sigh of relief, Bri pushed herself slightly so that her head was poking out in between the covers. "Then what do you want with me?"

"To try and talk some sense into you to not write that infernal story..."

Shang was surprised at the soft laughter that came from the girl. He raised his eyebrows in surprise as the girl finished her laughter. It took a minute for Bri to compose herself.

"I'm sorry but good luck. When I really want to do something, I'm stubborn and come hell or high water, I'll do it. Sides, you don't get to complain, you get to sleep with Sonya!"

Shang tapped his foot. "This is most undignified of me to even ask it of you."

Bri snickered to herself before she ducked under the covers to gather control of herself. " Why don't you just do a mind whammy on me? I mean you ARE an all powerful sorcerer. Heck, even arm pit boy is afraid of you."

Raising an eyebrow in slight confusion, the demon couldn't quite help him. "Arm pit boy? Do I really want to know?"

Bri smirked before she wiggled out from under her bed and tilted her head up to eye him. "Look, the story is all in fun and I promise I won't take that many pot shots at you. Sides, it isn't as if people believe your real, right? So what is the damage?"

'Your not making things much better for me, child. I would kill you and take your miserable excuse for a soul, but then who'd worship me?"

With a low sigh, Bri sat back, winkling her nose." Look, it's either this or you are going into my strip fic-and besides, it isn't like I am slashing you with Raiden or anything."

Bri finished this as she was typing a command into her laptop before she picked it up, got to her feet and shoved the laptop into Shang's chest. "Here, see how kind I really have been to you who doesn't deserve kindness."

With that Bri grabbed her ancient guinea pig and ran into her closet. She was just in time before she heard a loud curse in Mandarin and her laptop was flying to the wall. It was another ten minutes before Bri judged it safe enough to come out of her hidey-hole. Putting the piggy into his cage, Bri walked over to what remained of her laptop and kneeled beside the charred remains.

"Damn…eh...At least it was Brian's laptop."