I had this ridiculous idea a few days ago. After mentioning it in the True or False Game, I figured I might as well attempt to write it.
WARNINGS: Crack fic, crossover, first fic, one-shot, short fic. Also, due to narration being mostly nonexistent, I color-coded the dialogue to make it obvious at at glance who's saying what.
DISCLAIMERS: Touhou Project is owned by ZUN. The Annoying Orange is owned by Daneboe.
On an ordinary day in Gensokyo, a certain ordinary magician was flying towards the Scarlet Devil Mansion. As she flew over the gate, an orange fell out of her bag and plummeted towards the ground. But this was no ordinary orange, as the red-haired girl sleeping below would soon find out...
*BONK* "OW! What in the..."
"Geez, that was some fall! Good thing it's winter now! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"Huh? Where'd you come from?"
"I don't know, I guess I just dropped in! Hahahahahaha! I'm an orange!"
"Well, I'm the colorful rainbow gatekeeper, Hong Meiling!"
"Mailing? This must be a post office! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"No, MEIling. Hong Meiling. It's my name."
"That's too hard to remember. You're China!"
"NOT THAT! Even Kurenai Misuzu is better than that!"
"Hey! Hey China! Where's your pot of gold?"
"What pot of gold?"
"Well, aren't you a leprechaun?"
"No! I'm not a leprechaun! Why would you even think that?"
"'Cause you're wearing green! And you said you were the rainbow gatekeeper!"
"Lots of people wear green! And you can't take everyone's titles literally!"
"I want my pot of gold! And my three wishes! And my whistling pinwheel!"
"That's it! I've had enough of this!"
"Whoa! Mailing's going postal! Hahahahahaha!"
"You know, I always heard people saying I was a lot like Orange, so when I finally met you, I thought we would get along! But I was wrong, and so was everyone else! I'll never get along with you, because we're NOTHING alike!"
"Huh?" *STAB* "AAAUGH!"
"I suppose arguing with fruit is better than sleeping, but paying attention to your surroundings would still help, Meiling," the head maid said, pointing upward. And as the three of them looked towards the sky, a blonde-haired witch could be seen retreating into the distance, her bag filled to the brim with books.