gNat2: Hello everyone, gNat2 here. This is a message made went I uploaded this on fanfiction but did not publish it yet. I was actually going to upload this yesterday, but my excuse is the Asylum of the Daleks and Dinosaurs on a Spaceship. There is no 11th Doctor here, just the trusty TARDIS. My OC persona would sometimes be called The Doctor or the unoffical/12th Doctor since she'll be in control of the blue box.

This is Meep's and I's first fanfiction collab ever. This was just an idea on one casual summer day when she was telling me about some Mary Sue hunting fanfiction she just finished (I read some part where they went to the Austin Powers world. Groovy, baby!) and we got this idea and...well, fill in the blanks without your sonic screwdriver. We listed fandoms that we know and used a randomizer to put in the order so we don't have to bring it up to you guys and you yell out "DO TWILIGHT!" or "PUT IN DA HUNGER GAMEZZ!" But suggestions are always nice just in case we do something after this story is done.

Now I will shut up and bring up the the first chapter of this crazy fiction from a genius and her middle earth fanatic friend.


Meepalicious' Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! I ONLY OWN MYSELF!

Chapter One

Gabriella's POV

It was the last day of school before winter break, coincidentally it was a Friday, the air was cold and there was a foot or so of snow on the ground. And my ninth period computer class was almost over. Needless to say, not even the teacher could focus on her work. I wondered if senioritis was contagious. Screw it! I thought as I closed the Photoshop program I was working on and logged off. I collected my books and pushed some of my waist length, curly/wavy dark brown hair out of my green eyes. Yeah, my hair can't decide if it wants to be wavy or curly. Everyone in the class stared intently at the clock as it counted down the last few minutes until we were free from school for two whole weeks! I couldn't wait. Suddenly the bell sounded. Oh that sweet, sweet sound of the ninth period bell. Somehow it was less annoying than the bells during the school day. "Freedom!" My friend Angelina yelled as we bolted out of the room. I rushed up the stairs and to my locker while trying not to drown in the sea of students trying to get out of the building. My locker was next to Angelina's. I hadn't known her before we had become locker neighbors yet somehow we had become pretty close.

"So, what are you doing when you get home?" She asked me as I pulled my blue winter coat over the purple sweater I was wearing and fixed my boots. "Unpack my crap, put on my slippers, make myself some hot chocolate and catch up on Supernatural." I answered as I looked Angelina right in her ice blue eyes. She shook her head playfully, causing her jet black pixie cut hair to sway back and forth. Angelina's a Twi-hard, so she cuts her hair to look like Alice Cullen. I hate Twilight with a passion. That's one of the major differences between us. "You don't have homework?" she sounded shocked. "Nope! I only had math homework and I did it at lunch." I shook my head and hauled my backpack on. "Lucky bitch." Angelina muttered. I grinned at her and left the building, finally heading home. The school day had seemed to drag on forever. It always does right before a break.

I walked the few blocks it was from the high school to my house, enjoying the cold air and the fact that I could see my breath in the air. I practically live for days like this. Once I reached my house I dug my key out of my backpack and let myself in. I turned on the radio in the kitchen before bringing my stuff upstairs to my room and dumping it by my desk. I had the next few hours to myself, seeing as it wasn't even two thirty yet, my parents don't get home until close to five and my younger brother was going to a friend's house for a sleepover after he got out of school at 2:50. He wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon. I did exactly what I told Angelina I'd do. I swapped my black boots for comfy slippers, made some hot chocolate and went to my living room to catch up on the episodes of Supernatural I had missed the last few Fridays due to the fact that I go to my local archery range on Friday nights. The range was closed for the winter break so I'd be able to watch tonight's episode.

I was about halfway through an episode of Supernatural, and my cup of hot chocolate, and it was snowing outside again. Everything was completely normal until some weird noise happening. Yes, you heard me right. There was an unusual noise! Out of nowhere came a blue police box; it reminded me of Doctor Who. Anyway, the thing landed right in the middle of my living room with a huge crash. "What the hell was that?" I heard a male voice shout from inside the box. I took a fighting stance; this would be where ten years of Ju Jitsu training would help. I'm seventeen and I've been training since I was seven. "That was traveling to another dimension. If luck is on our side, we're in the living room of my friend Gabriella or Gabbi as most people call her." The voice of my best friend Patty sounded from inside the box. "If that be the case, luck is on your side!" I called with a fake British accent. "Gabbi!" Patty shouted and opened the door to the police box. A minute later I was tackled by the taller than me girl with hazel eyes and mid back length sandy blonde hair that was my best friend and we fell onto my couch.

"The TARDIS worked!" she yelled as she helped me up. "You mean that's the actual TARDIS?! How did you get it? What the hell did you want it for? And why in the name of all things holy did you bring it into my living room?" I rattled off all the questions that had come into my mind. "Yes, that's the actual TARDIS from Doctor Who. I stole it. I'm unofficially the Twelfth Doctor! And it's in your living room because you are coming with us." She answered all my questions and shrugged, like it was completely normal to steal the freaking TARDIS. "You stole the TARDIS? Us? As in we? Meaning you, me and possibly others?" I raised an eyebrow at her. "Yeah, that may not have been my best idea. I think the Doctor is gonna be a bit mad at me. Where ever he is." She smiled sheepishly. "No shit." I commented. "To answer the second question, we means you, me, and Dante and Vergil from Devil May Cry and possibly others." She stated. "Who and who from where?" I cocked my head to the side. "Dante and Vergil from Devil May Cry, you don't know them. They're brothers." She clarified. Well, supposedly clarified. I was still confused.

Just then two guys stepped out of the TARDIS and into the room. They looked like they could be brothers. Really badass brothers. One had long-ish white hair and a long red jacket and the other had short spiky hair of the same color as the other guy's and a long blue jacket. Did I mention that they both had swords? They both had swords. "That's Dante." Patty pointed to the dude in the red jacket, he nodded. "And that's Vergil." Patty pointed to the guy who stood next to Dante. "Vergil, Dante. This is my best friend in the whole damn universe, well in this universe, Gabriella." Patty stood aside so they could see me. "Please, just call me Gabbi." I told them and waved awkwardly.

"So why exactly are you here and why did you bring Dante and Vergil with you?" I asked, getting back on topic. "I brought Dante and Vergil because I wanted to see if the TARDIS could travel between fictional fandoms. It can." She told me. "Obviously." I said, imitating Professor Snape. "I'm here because…" Natalie paused and looked at me seriously. "Canons are being overrun with Mary Sues." She was forced to stop when I shuddered involuntarily. I probably read too much fanfiction if I shudder at the mention of Mary Sues. "Yeah. I know. Dante and Vergil were fighting some when I got to Devil May Cry. I told them I'd help them fight Sues but that we need some help, then we kicked Sue ass and came here to find you for two reasons. One, I know you and you'd jump at the chance to kick Mary Sue ass." Patty started. "Damn Skippy." I interrupted her. "You're also a good fighter. I would know; I've had to spar you in Ju Jitsu an uncountable number of times."

"And I've kicked your ass quite a few of those times." I pointed out. "Well you've been training longer than me! I'm also your Ultimate Friend so, yeah. You're coming with us." Patty told me. My mind was reeling at getting all this information in such a small span of time. "So are we going back to Devil May Cry, which I know nothing about, or are we going to travel around?" I asked. "Travel around. We're going Canon humping!" she fist bumped the air. I'm not sure about Dante or Vergil but I burst out laughing and doubled over. "How….does one….hump…..…Canons?" I asked between laughing and gasping for air. Patty realized her mistake and laughed with me.

"I meant to say we're going canon jumping!" She corrected herself after she had a good laugh about it. "Are you two always like this?" Dante asked with an eyebrow raised. "Like what?" Patty and I chorused. "Insane." Vergil said. "Yes, yes we are." Patty rested her elbow on the top of my head as she answered him. I nodded, wide eyed with a huge grin on my face and my head tilted to one side. Dante and Vergil raised their eyebrows at my expression. I've been told it scares people when I make that particular face. Just to give you a visual of how tall Patty is, I'm 5'6 and she can use my head as an arm rest. She's about 5'11 or so. "So, should we go now?" I asked. "What about your evil little brother?" Patty countered. "He's at a friend's house." I told her. "Damn, I wanted to offer him up as Tribute if we got to the Hunger Games." Patty snapped her fingers and looked slightly disappointed. "Wow, even I'm not that mean to my demonic little brother." I said. She raised an eyebrow. "Most of the time." I added. If you think we're a bit extreme in being mean to him, you've clearly never met my brother or seen how evil he really is. "Okay then. You may want to pack up some clothes and stuff, I did. Oh, and bring your bow and arrows. You need something other than badassery to fight Sues with. I don't know how long we'll be canon surfing." Patty advised me. "Okay, give me ten minutes." I called over my shoulder as I ran up to my room.

Once there I dumped my school supplies out of my backpack. In the largest pocket I packed a few pairs of jeans, a few long sleeved shirts/sweaters, a sweatshirt, two pairs of pajamas, my slippers, a few pairs of socks, and a few short sleeved shirts. I also packed some of my underclothes. Now, if you think this is impossible, I use the roll-up method when I pack clothes and you'd be surprised what you can fit in a backpack when you need to. I then pulled on my boots again and stuffed a pair of purple converse sneakers into the largest pocket with my other stuff. In the next pocket I put my toothbrush, razor, hair brush, mini-shampoos and conditioners, my Ziploc bag full of hair ties and bobby pins, my wallet with about a hundred bucks, my cell phone and charger, my iPod and charger, and headphones. I then zipped up my backpack and got the case that held my custom made traditional style bow and my quiver full of arrows. I've been shooting a bow since I was fourteen. The custom bow was a Christmas present last year.

I shouldered my backpack, picked up my case and ran back down to the living room where Dante, Vergil and Patty were waiting. "Let's hunt some Sues!" I yelled and we piled into the TARDIS. I should probably warn you now; I'm a big Lord of the Rings fan. I liked the movies but quite personally I think the books were so much better. That's probably one of the many, many reasons I find Mary Sues absolutely sickening.


Meepalicious' Author's note: Okay I probably just confused the hell out of all of you! This is Meepalicious here. Some of you may know me from my Lord of the Rings fanfiction 'Of UNO and Thunderstorms' or from my appearances in Nat's 'So, do we still kill zombies?' That was the first chapter of a fanfiction collaboration between myself and gNat2. Gabriella is me and Patty is Natalie. We had this idea when we were hanging out at my house and thought it would be pretty fun. In case you haven't gotten the idea, we'll be hopping around a bunch of canons and fighting Mary Sues, collecting canon characters from all over the place to help us along the way. Eventually we'll have a merry band of misfits fighting against sickeningly perfect and/or magical demon bitches! Saying the name Mary Sue sends chills down my spine! *shudders* They're just that awful! By the way, this is rated T because of swearing and mild violence. Anyway! READ AND REVIEW PLEASE!

gNat2: Well. That was her part of our story. I'm sorry for the big Author's Note in the middle of the story. This is just a break to show which part is Meep's and which part is mine. Well, time for my part. Go wannabe 12th Doctor Patty!


Patricia's POV

Damn English, making me do a quarterly book project! I ended up doing Murder on Orient Express by Agatha Christie. I look down the list on what possible choices I have to do this dumb idea. There's the iPhone app one, where we have to make at least seven make up or real apps explaining why is it relevant to the book. Another is a creative poster where you make this lovey dovey poster if we haven't did it last quarter (I did for the book Blood Ninja by Chris Lake. Ended up a perfect 100 and shown at this big gallery for the best projects and works students did.) and there's a make a movie trailer video. That's my ideal plan. Plus I have the entire winter break to do it, I love it when things go to plan.

"Why does my bus stop always have to be so far from my home?" I groaned to myself. I then think of my best friend who happens to be in a few towns over. "Why do all my friends have to live so far?" I whined again. I walked up the stairs to my side door, pausing to find my keys. I inserted the key into the slot, turned it, and pushed it forcefully due to its oldness. The sound of a jingling bell from a distance got louder as a furry creature with his ears and tail perked up runs up to meet me.

"Hey there, fat cat." I rubbed his head. This is my lovely cat, Sherman. A nice little purr factory this cute thing is. I have another cat, Layla, but she's shy and always sleeping under my parent's bed. I think she'll be there for a while since my parents are out on their trip to New Orleans while I'm stuck on Long Island. Yipee-kai-ay, motherfuckers! I then hear some sort of sound, a very unusual sound.

Whoosh

Whoooosh

It sounds like an engie. I followed the noise through the small hallway and through the window of my parent's room. There's just my small backyard and you can see my neighbor's backyard through the bushes if you look really hard, and some blue box-

Wait.

A blue box.

I never had a big blue box in my backyard before.

I grabbed my sweat jacket and ran back outside through my side door to get a closer look at the blue box. It looks like a vintage police box you see on the streets of England.

Hold on, my mind is actually thinking when it's not to. We have a British police box, makes a whooshing noise, and appears out of nowhere. It may be the police box from Doctor Who. How do I know? Me being the one who doesn't wait 'til the end of suspenseful music, I opened the door to see some weird machine in the center of this small box.

"What they say is right, it is bigger on the inside. Patricia Gitin, you are one lucky person." I pushed back some strands of my hair behind my ear. It was really like something out of a science fiction movie, it has that odd design, those weird buttons and handles, plus some weird language I spotted. There is only one question remains, where is The Doctor and slash or his campanion(s)? Why is there the 11th Doctor's sonic screwdriver and psychic paper by the control pad unattended?

"Holy Norris, Batman." I sighed, running a hand through my hair. If you think what I think is happening, we know what happens next.

"Let's put this baby on a test drive, shall we?" I told myself. "But first, let me grab something in case of something like this." I ran back inside, quickly grabbed the item I needed, and closed myself inside the time machine. Looking for a mirror, I put my lucky fez on. "Damn I look cool." I laughed, pulling down my Stuck in Your Radio tee and adjusting my lovely hat. "Let's get down to business then." I started pressing buttons and pulled down the lever, making the TARDIS make that same whooshing sound as before.

"I have no idea where I'm going. But I hope they have a professional at something useful…" I said outloud again. I really need to stop that.

-insert Doctor Who opening sequence here-


Patricia Gitin

Gabbi Kochie

with Dante and Vergil

in DOCTOR WHO

"Canon humping."

Directed by Pinkie Pie.

-sequence end-

gNat2: I can see it now! The next chapter will be entirely written by me since I cut off my part because I hate one loooong chapter. It's sooo boring! Unless you're Meepalicious. The next chapter will show how did I encounter Dante and Vergil from the well known video game Devil May Cry.

This is probably an embarrassing fun fact. When Meep and I were together, finishing up the order of fandoms to travel to and talked out the beginning, I yelled out as we got to the TARDIS in her basement, "We're going canon-humping!" Which resulted in my friend losing air in her lungs from laughing too hard. How am I supposed to hide the body now? It's alright, I'll blame her brother.

Critiques are always welcome! All flames shall be directed to the Daleks who'll plan to exterminate you within 24 hours. Ciao!

Meepalicious: See ya soon!