A/N: Someone dared me to do it. What can I say?
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Overlords and Overkill
by Shadow Crystal Mage
Chapter 1: Set-Up
Disclaimer: Neither Negima nor Nanoha belong to me. Please don't sue me.
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Satsuki sighed as she looked at most of the girls in her class who were trying their level best to get drunk at her place of business. Technically, she shouldn't be allowing this, but given how many OTHER people were doing the same, other teachers among them, it wasn't like anyone would notice. She discreetly took a sip of the cooking sherry.
"I can't believe he's really gone..." Ayaka sobbed, trying and somehow succeeding to get drunk on ginger ale.
"After all we've been through..." Makie cried, binging on meat buns, and screw her figure.
"Negi-sensei!" Nodoka wailed, while Yue did her best to comfort her even as she cried herself, easily setting up a comfort-sex situation...
"They said his training here was over, and that he needed to see what the real, non-magical school system was like," Shizuna said dismally, before throwing back a shot. "If we'd known..."
"We'd have tried to kill the bastards in charge of the arrangement," Kuzunoha Tōko (you know, that swordswoman teacher of Setsuna's from that time they got sent to the future?) growled, nursing her bottle of vodka.
"BRO!" Chamo wept as Chachazero poured him a drink next to a completely soused Evangeline, who was blubbering about 'wasted opportunities to tell him she loved him'. "How did you forget to bring me along?"
Chachamaru was unfortunately completely unable to get drank, and thus was the most sober person in the area. Thus, she was the only one who noticed. "Where's Asuna?"
Elsewhere, Asuna stood in front of a ticket booth, a determined expression on her face and her bags packed. "One ticket to Uminari City please," she said resolutely.
And in some city somewhere, a bunch of fourth graders in white uniforms blinked as they stared at the boy in the green striped suit only a little bit older than them enter the room, accompanied by their old homeroom teacher.
"Class," she said, gesturing at him. "I'd like you to meet your new homeroom and English teacher for this year, Negi Springfield-san."
He bowed. "A pleasure to meet you all."
"I realize he's young," she continued, and the words 'understatement' seemed to echo in everyone's minds, those who knew what it mean, "But please treat him as respectfully as you would any other teacher..."
Is this usual for your world, Nanoha-chan? Fate asked telepathically as their new teacher took roll.
No, definitely not, Nanoha sent back. Still, he seems like a nice enough person. And it should be interesting to have a teacher our own age.
Yuuno-kun will be depressed to hear you don't consider him a teacher, Hayate teased.
You know what I mean, Nanoha said. He's pretty gentle-looking. If no one had told me, I'd have thought he was a girl...
In some other universe, Magus Erebus of the United Magical Girl Association and Green Lantern-chan of Space Sector 2814 both sneezed, and had no idea why...
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It soon became clear that the living situation was sort of problematic outside Mahora, where you could simply bunk with the headmaster's granddaughter. Negi now lived in a small and rather cramped apartment that was much smaller than the dorm he was used to, though it had the luxury of its own bath. Still, he made the most of it. It was reasonably clean and well maintained, with no stains to indicate leaks. He'd gone over his books and had used to some basic spells to secure the place. Nothing ridiculously complicated like insane wards out of an Independent!Harry fic, just some basic locks to make sure closed windows and doors stayed closed.
The first day had turned out reasonably well. For one thing, no one had picked up his secret yet. After Mahora, that was a very good sign.
Setting aside all his antiques and folding up his clothes, Negi diligently sat down on the apartment's old table to get to work on his new notes for the class. His lesson plan was good, so no problems there, though he'd have to get used to teaching people his own age. He checked his class list, making a note to get to know them as he had his previous class… though hopefully without any nudity involved.
He sighed. Perhaps he shouldn't have left so abruptly, but he hadn't wanted to draw out parting with 3-A. Besides, he wouldn't have put it past the Master to try and keep him inside the resort. Good think he'd been able to send her the solution to her curse. She'd be able to implement it herself on the next full moon, with some help from the girls.
He smiled, knowing the Master would make the most of her freedom and no longer do evil things.
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"Your new teacher is ten years old?" Shamal said in surprise as she helped Hayate prepare that night's dinner.
Hayate nodded as she tasted what she was cooking. "Apparently, Negi-sensei is some kind of gifted genius."
Vita frowned. "And that's not normal around here?"
Hayate stared in surprise. "Why should it be?"
"Chrono is 14, Yuuno is an archaeologist at ten, both Fate and Nanoha can join the TSAB at nine, and I became a knight, judging from my body, when I was six," Vita listed, counting her fingers. "Oh yeah! Your planet has this age discrimination thing, right? I keep forgetting."
Hayate pouted. "Don't say it like that. You make it seem like we're doing something wrong."
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Evangeline stared at the folder containing the things she wanted to do when she got out of Mahora that she'd been compiling for the past few years, trying to concentrate on it through her pounding hangover. Let's see… kill Stephenie Meyer… kill Anne Rice… kill Joss Whedon– no, wait, she'd crossed that out when he'd made Firefly– kill Joe Quesada… smack sense into J. Loeb so he'd get back to writing for Superman/Batman… have Peter David get back to Aquaman… put Grant Morrison, Greg Weissman and Studio SHAFT together to make a new Gargoyles series… shave Alan Moore's beard… go to Disneyland…take over Squaresoft– no, wait, it was SquareEnix now– release her own pop album… how drunk had she been when she'd been making this list?
With the care of the hung-over, she added a new page to the stack and wrote a big number 'one' on it in special ink, then underlined it several times, then drew lots of arrows to point it out. Then she wrote 'Find Boya and kick his ass'.
She glanced at her calendar, where the next full moon had been encircled, then glanced at the thick pile of photocopies she'd had Chachamaru make of Negi's Curse release forumula. It was half the size it had been, the rest in various places like her safety deposit box, her wallet, Chachamaru's wallet, on the shopping list, etc. No way was she going to humorously lose that.
Nodding grimly, she went to get herself a drink…
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Negi woke up early, as he'd learned to do after the time they'd spent in Mundus Magicus. Yawning, he got dressed in some exercise clothes, and left his apartment, sealing it shut behind him. he jogged for a while just to get his blood moving, heading for a park he's spotted the day before that seemed like a nice place to exercise. He spent a little time wandering, looking for a place where he could practice his martial arts, and maybe some of his shundo techniques.
That was when he saw the pink flashes through the trees..
He blinked, frowning, and headed towards it, wondering what was causing it. Could it be fireworks? But who'd wake up this early just to set off sparklers in the park?
Soon he spotted a girl about his age standing in a clearing, her finger pointing upwards…
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- To be continued...
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A/N: am seriously considering stealing the Infinite Empire or something…
Seriously need reviews on my 2814-fics… and character sheets on the TvTropes page…
Please review, C&C welcome.
Until next time, this is Shadow, signing off.