Uniting of the Forces: Snakes on a Plane x Robocop

by BestWriterOfThings

When a plane on it's way to Los Angeles is over-run by snakes, two forces must unite to liberate the plane and free it's passengers. A story of badassery and luxury plane-condos. Rated M: contains snake death, blackjack, hookers and pregnancy.

WARNING: In no way is this meant to be serious. I just wanted to exercise my writing ability to create a bad crossover fanfic. You have been warned.

One day, a flight from Detroit to Los Angeles caused the meeting of two of the most badass people on Earth. Robocop, the defender of Detroit, and Agent Neville Flynn, basically Samuel L. Jackson. The flight was going well for an hour until the captain announced "Attention all passengers, there are snakes loose on the plane and WE ARE GOING TO DIE!", which prompted almost all the passengers to panic and die by either jumping out of being bitten. The panic continued until Neville stood up and yelled "ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! I'VE HAD IT WITH THESE MOTHERFUCKING SNAKES ON THIS MOTHERFUCKING PLANE! NOW EVERYBODY CHILL THE FUCK OUT COZ ME AND ROBOCOP GOT DIS!". "Affirmative, Prime target: snakes." Robocop said in his usual monotone robot voice. The two bust into the cockpit of the plane and shot down all the snakes with ease. With the plane saved, the two built a luxury condo-plane out of the snake's skin and filled it with blackjack and hookers. The condo-plane would be host to a never-ending party of the most epic of epic proportions, where everyone made out and got super pregant.

The End.