What do you get when you cross randomness, the world of fanfiction,

a parrot, a dipwad, a hottie, an awesome video game series and some just

okay anime series with religious undertones and themes of deep psychological

meaning? Bullshit. And that's exactly what you're getting.

It was just another normal day in Konohagakure. Naruto is running

around like a retard, Sakura is doting on Sauce-gay, and Sauce-gay

doesn't give a shit.

"Shut up, Naruto! And what's with your voice, do you have

lung cancer or something?" Sasuke's pissed at Naruto, because he won't

stop singing "Sea Creatures Love You".

"... maybe."

"HEY YOU GUYS!!!" Team 7 whirls around, kunai drawn.

"Who the hell are you guys?" Naruto demands, fists tightening.

"They're 'The Electric Company.' My latest creation." Team 7's

eyes dart up to a dark-cloaked man, with a glowing pentagram over his

head, like a crimson halo.

"Hey guys, since two plus eight equals ten, I think that we

should kick their asses, then violate their eye sockets!"

A member of the EC excitedly yells.

"I agree, that's a great idea! What do you think, Master

OmegaSigmaKnight?"

"I think that's an amazing idea, Electric Company. Since the

square of four is sixteen, I think that you should use screwdrivers

when you violate their eye sockets." OSK disappears into thin air, just

like that.

"You bastard! You're trying to make me and the team learn!"

Naruto yells.

"Naruto, we're outnumbered. And we have no idea what kind of

power they have." Sakura tries to be the voice of reason, but he won't

listen.

"Sakura. They tried to make me learn. No, they tried to make my

friends learn! I won't forgive them!"

"Take this, you abominations! Spell card, Ookazi!" A giant

flame erupts from the ground, burning the Electric Company alive.

"What should we do, guys?!" They scream, writhing in pain.

"Use it! IT!!!" There's a flash of light, and just like OSK,

they disappear. But they leave something behind. A note.

It reads: "What's the square root of eighy-one times five ( negative

five plus... 987634978236.)

divided by 9999.

"What the hell is this? It's so complicated?!" Naruto screams,

horrified by the current events.

"That's the least of outr problems, Naruto. Look!" Sakura points

to the duelists who have driven off the Electric Company. Thing is,

they're accompanied by someone else- OSK.

"Foolish OmegaSigmaKnight, he lacks prowess in his summoning

skills. Behold, citizens of Konoha! I am Fighter McKnight!" I throw off

my cape, revealing the fact that I'm in my own story. I have bright

red hair in the shape of a maple leaf, neon pink eyes, and right now

I'm only wearing puffy white pants.

"F-Fighter?" Sasuke asks.

"Yes, Fighter. You see, some evil writer activated an ancient

Writer Tech, known as PLOTHOLE, and now all the writers are stuck in

this world. But strangely, we're still able to use our Writer Techs."

"I get it... wait! I know the answer!" Sasuke exclaims.

"What?"

"This is some randomly thrown together plot, so that means all

the writers will have to fight down to the last man, then fight the

dark writer himself."

"How'd you know that?"

"Dunno, it just came to me. What happened to those weird guys

you fought with?" Yeah, they're gone,

"I sent them back to their world. They're actually Duelists

from YuGiOh! and YuGiOh! GX!. They use cards to summon monsters and

cause events, not much unlike writers use Writer Techs to make Crossovers

and Plot Twists."

suddenly, the ground starts to shake. Another PLOTHOLE! This

one's gonna be big!

"Hey guys, wanna go to the pet store?" Naruto asks, a new gleam

in his eyes.

"Uh, why?" Sasuke looks irked.

"Because, I want a parrot!" *facepalm*