Author's Notes: For those of you Spellbinding Radiance fans who are worried about that fic, I can assure you that nothing bad will happen to the story. I'll still be working on it. I just need something to satisfy my more playful urges of humor as well as work on my third-person writing.

Please note that this fic is not a serious one so try not to treat it as such. Also, it's one mega crossover played for the laughs with some serious moments mixed in. If you can handle that and the off-the-wall premise this story has to offer, I hope you can enjoy what I have to offer! Without further ado, I present to you: Popcorn and Pearls

Chapter 1:

Meet the Cast

"Water... Earth... Fire... Air..."

"When there's trouble, you know who to call!"

"No whammy, no whammy, big bucks..."

"I wanna be the very best, like no one ever was."

"You are the Weakest Link. Goodbye!"

"Super hero, Static Shock."

"Transform and roll out!"

"The gig is down, so spoon it on over Jack Spicer!"

"D'oh!"

"One more thing! Why do you not watch Jade?"

"Return to the past NOW!"

The large, eighty-four inch flat screen high-definition television in the corner was connected to a huge, Dolby surround system fitted with Bose speakers and an amazing Phillips subwoofer in the somewhat spacious room. Various video game consoles were hooked up to the television set either through cables that latched onto the antenna/cable wire on the back of the television or through its very own audio/video wires. The room was a gamer's paradise and a moviegoer's dream. In the middle of the room was a couch that had a refrigerator and freezer combo plugged in next to it. A microwave sat on top of the combo ready to cook any hot pockets that were pulled from the freezer.

"Giggity!"

"Moon Prism Power Transformation!"

"Last time on DragonBall Z."

"Get your game on!"

"Is that your final answer?"

"It's time to d-d-d-d-d-duel!"

"I shall take a potato chip... and eat it!"

Who could own such a lavish room? There was one solitary figure sitting on the couch. Well, sitting was not the proper way to describe the action. More appropriate would be "resting" on the couch. A lone solitary white figure in the shape of a gloved hand sat on the couch. It sat down on the couch, flipping through channels on its remote.

"Premium package, my ass. There's nothing good to watch," the figure said. Who was this mysterious figure? Many in the gamer world knew of him as Master Hand, the sinister figure behind the first Super Smash Brothers game and co-villain with his brother Crazy Hand in the smash hit sequel Super Smash Brothers Melee.

He continued to flip through the hundreds of channels he had in a vain attempt to find something to quench his thirst for entertainment and satiate the boredom that had developed within him.

"Sing once again with me... our strange duet."

"No place like London!"

"Somewhere over the rainbow!"

"This. Is. Sparta!"

"Welcome to X-Play."

"Everything is made up and the points don't matter."

"In West Philadelphia born and raised, on the playground where I spent most of my days."

"Brain blast!"

"You may have to defeat my seven evil ex's."

"Next up is Makoto Nagano!"

"Now Tails, I'm going to get some chili dogs."

"I hate these stupid Rainbow Monkey things."

"Believe it!"

"And now the Superbowl between the Steelers and the Packers."

"To a night the four of us will never forget."

"Five-hundred, twenty-five thousand, six-hundred minutes!"

"Jelly fishing, jelly fishing."

"Crikey! This is the most venomous snake in all of Australia."

"I am Spartacus."

The television whined ever so slightly under the constant channel switching as the system's speakers were forced to change to each program's various volume levels and vocal timbres at such a rate.

"Independent Film Channel has a challenge for all you viewers out there to film your own television series and submit it to us. If your idea and show is good enough, we will air it on our very own station!"

It was this very commercial that sparked a lightbulb in the mind of Master Hand, wherever that mind may be located. If he cannot find a show to watch, he will create his own. Sometimes creating their own work is better than looking at someone else's. After all, is that not what certain Fire Emblem Path of Radiance self-insertion fanfiction writers do when they can't find a good, interesting story to read?

Master Hand floated off the couch and went to his backdoor to look at his backyard. An idea was formulating in his head. Floating back to his room, he looked at his shelves to find volumes of Naruto manga and episodes of the Naruto anime on shelves. Thus an idea was born in the head of Master Hand.

He would pick characters from the various universes he could visit, freeze time in their world, bring them to this world, and film a live-action adaptation of the Naruto anime. It was so brilliant that Master Hand clapped his thumb and pinky in glee. It would alleviate his boredom and it would bring to the multiverse the brilliance of the genius mind, directing, and production of Master Hand.

What would the actors be doing in the meantime between filming though and what would be their incentive to do this production? Master Hand began to build a small city from nothing in his huge backyard. There were a few small one-story houses that the actors could customize and live in while they were in the area. What was their prize? Well, they would find out if they asked.

It took Master Hand only three hours to collect some of the characters for his project. Confused faces were assembled on the outskirts of the "town" that Master Hand had only recently constructed for these characters. Each one of them looked at each other in confusion and slight psychosis at having been yanked so severely from their home worlds.

Master Hand appeared in front of the group and cleared his voice, as best as he could considering he was speaking telekinetically.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, you have been chosen by me to participate in a grand project that none of you will ever have the opportunity to ever come close to matching again. You are here to film a live action adaptation of a popular television program," Master Hand said.

"What's a television program?" one of the characters asked. Murmurs of agreement swept through the crowd as it seemed many of them were lost.

"Let me put it to you this way. You are all actors in a grand production that I shall be recording to show to the world," Master Hand said. "These recordings will be aired all over the multiverse and will entertain billions of viewers in existence."

"What's a multiverse?" one character asked. This was the same person who asked what was a television program. Master Hand groaned at the young lad's insistence to keep asking questions.

"This is why I cast you as Naruto," Master Hand muttered under his breath. He quickly regained his composure before giving an answer.

"The multiverse is a term that refers to different universes of existence. Each of you are from different universes in this multiverse. This once in a lifetime opportunity to meet each other is very rare," Master Hand explained. "Are there any other questions?"

"Yeah, how do we go back?" another person asked.

"After you complete filming the series, I shall return you right to where I picked you up from," Master Hand said.

"What is the reward for doing this?" the same person asked.

"You will not age in here. Time does not pass as long as you are in this world. For this world is time itself. You can choose to exit at the end of time—that is, if you want to meet Spekkio—or the beginning of time if you want to see the big bang. You can exit any time in between. Time does not touch you here. Because of this, you can train as much as you want in here or study as much as you want in here... and whatever you gain in here will stay with you when you return," Master Hand explained. "Anyone else have a question or wish to back out?"

"Sounds cool, I'm in," one person said. There were murmurs of agreement among the crowd.

"I have not gathered the entire cast because I feel it would be good to start with a core group of people and slowly assimilate new people as time goes on," Master Hand said. "With that, please introduce yourselves."

The boy who asked the first two questions stepped forward. He wore a vibrant red coat with dull brown suspenders going over it. He wore cobalt blue pants that went down to his boots that matched the red of his coat. Strapped around his waist were two scabbards that held two swords. He had light brown hair that spiked up in tufts. His eyes were of a darker brown; looking into them showed a level of maturity and optimism that was infectious to even those who did not know him.

"Hey everyone, my name is Lloyd Irving!" he said. One of the boys shuffled slightly upon hearing that name. The next person to step forward smiled at Lloyd and looked at everyone. Her white top was mostly covered by a light purple vest that went down past her waist. Her ample bust was clearly showing through her top, much to the observation of a few males present. She wore form-fitting black arm sleeves and lavender gloves that matched her vest. Around her waist was a huge pink sash that was tied in a bow behind her. Her bottom was a black pair of pants that clung to her skin as if it were form-fitting. One could almost call them tights. She wore boots that matched both the black of her sleeves and pants and the light color of her vest. Her brown eyes matched Lloyd's in color but was filled more with doubt and insecurity.

"Yeah, my name's Sheena Fujibayashi," she said. Again the same boy shuffled around slightly upon hearing the name of the girl. The third person to walk forward was wearing a form fitting black top which went all the way down to almost her thighs. The top also had sleeves that went down past the girl's wrists. She wore virtually nothing else on her body. Only other things she wore were dark blue boots and a matching dark blue blue cape that covered part of her top. Attached to the cape was a hood that covered her face. The only thing you could see were purple eyes peering out as if glaring at your soul.

"Raven," was her only word for introduction. The next person had dark brown hair that went down to her chin. She wore a black headband that was tied around her head. Her piercing blue eyes and deceptively calm smile betrayed both her immaturity and her wisdom to anyone who noticed. She wore a black tube top with white flower outlines on it with a black zippered vest on top of it. She wore brown shorts that barely went halfway down her thights. Her left hand had a black fingerless glove that went down to almost her elbow; her right hand held an enormous shuriken. She wore tan boots that went almost to her knees and were laced all the way up.

"The name's Yuffie Kisaragi! I am a speedy, stealthy warrior who enjoys various... hobbies," she said in a chipper, hyper tone. The next person to jump forward was wearing a monk's outfit. He wore a solid red top with solid black pants. He had a large, round head and had an attitude of confidence about himself. Around his waist, he wore a black belt to show his status as a warrior monk.

"The name is Omi and I shall be bringing the house up!" he said with confidence.

"Don't you mean bring the house down?" the last person said.

"Up, down, makes no difference!" Omi replied.

The final boy stood somewhat timidly in his place. He had dark brown hair that went down to his shoulders. He wore a billowing black robe that went down to his ankles with strange runic symbols in various colors all around his outfit. He wore brown boots that seemed tattered with travel. His nervous brown eyes were amplified by the glasses he wore on his face.

"My name's John. I'm... uh... an anima and dark mage?" he said tentatively before stepping back.

"Now that introductions are out of the way, I would like to thank you for joining on this project. You have two days to pick your house and make yourselves comfortable. If there's anything at all that you need, whether it be food or books or anything to make your house your home, then do not hesitate to ask.

With that, Master Hand left the six to tend to his own business. Soon filming and production would be starting... the Naruto Live Action Series.

The six of them looked at each other and made some small conversation as they pointed to the houses and picked which ones they wanted to live in. As they bade their farewells to each other, every one of them knew that this was going to be a crazy adventure... but none of them could have even dreamed how crazy this adventure would become.