AN: Hey, if you are here, you found it. Basically, I was really tired today, so I didn't type a new chapter. But, this is here. This is the crack that I thought would be good in The realm of the new god, but for various reasons I decided not to. Maybe new chapters as I come up with new crack. Also, you may notice this is more in a script format as well. It makes it faster to type, and is just as funny as well. Anyway, this has two scenes. BEGIN!

Scene 1

Me (IRL) : Hmmmm… I am writing a fanfic. I can do what I want. Who needs support conversations?

(In game)

Chrom: Oh hey Cordelia. Did Noah ask you to come here too?

Cordelia: *Wheezing* Yeah.

Chrom: Where is he?

Cordelia: *Hyperventilating.*

Chrom: ...Er.

Me: Alright you two! Just walk through that door into that room.

Chrom: Ok?

(Door closes and locks behind them.)

Chrom: What are you doing?

Me: You two aren't leaving until I get my support conversations!

Chrom: What the hell are support conversations!?

Me (Through megaphone): Alright! Support C, Start!

Support C

Chrom: Er… How is it going?

(Cordelia faints.)

Me: Great! That is a wrap! Now B!

Chrom: SHE IS PASSED OUT ON THE GROUND! A LITTLE HELP?

Me: …

Chrom: …

Me: No.

Support B

(Cordelia wakes up.)

Chrom: Are you alright?

Cordelia: H-h-h-h-h-h-h-HOT!

Chrom: Um… Thanks?

(Cordelia faints again.)

Me: That's Support conversation B!

Chrom: WHAT IN NAGA'S NAME IS A SUPPORT CONVERSATION YOU DASTARD?

Me: Time Travel.

Chrom:...

Me: I think I have some smelling salts here… there you go. ONTO NEXT CONVERSATION!

Support A

(Cordelia wakes up again.)

Chrom: Here. In case you faint again.

Cordelia: T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-THANK YOU CHROM SENPAI!

Chrom: Ah… You're welcome.

(Chrom glares at me, I make shooing motions at him.)

Chrom: So…

(Cordelia faints again.)

Chrom: OH COME ON!

Me: Great! Now ask her to marry you, and we can be done!

Chrom: ...What? NO!

Me: I guess you don't want to leave then.

Chrom: …

Me: …

Chrom: ...Fine.

Support S

(Cordelia wakes up.)

Chrom: This guy wants us to get married…

Cordelia: YUS LETS MAKE BABIES NOW!

Chrom: Watt?

Me: My work here is done. (Walks away.)

(Chrom busts out of the room like the kool-aid man, cape aflutter, and red lipstick covering face.)

Chrom: YOU!

Me: THAT'S ALL FOLKS!

Scene 2

(Lucina is in tent getting ready for battle.)

Robin: Hey baby… What the Fuck is going on?

(Lucina has taken off a blue wig, and a mask, revealing herself to be…)

Gregor: Oi! What is with the grouchy, and the bad language?

Robin: WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH LUCINA?

Gregor: Nothing. Could you stop with the racket? Gregor has liquor headache.

Robin: What.

Gregor: Oi, now just hold on.

Robin: Have.

Gregor: Just stop with the talking.

Robin: You.

Gregor: No pain! Gregor tell!

(Gregor takes wig off Robin.)

Robin: What?

(Gregor takes mask off Robin.)

Gregor 2: Oi! Start making the explanation!

Gregor: Urm… Well…

Gregor 2: What?

Gregor: Everyone is Gregor.

Gregor 2: That is not making any sense to Gregor.

(Gregor grabs Lon'qu.)

Lon'qu:... Let go of me you fool of a man.

(Gregor takes disguise off Lon'qu.)

Gregor 3: Let's start with the butt kicking!

Narrator: And so, two hours later…

Gregor: Let the first meeting of the Gregor Shepherds begin! What should Gregors do?

Gregor 21: Do a side job, yes?

Gregor 15: Make with the plans for Gregor's nudist colony!

Gregor 7: Get the appreciation of lovely lady.

Gregor 12: OI!

(Gregors look at 12.)

Gregor 12: We take all the alcohol, and Gregor will drink it!

Gregors: OI! AN IDEA WORTHY OF GREGOR!

Narrator: And so, the Gregor Coup began. They hit every bar and inn, never satisfied. Eventually, the Gregors stopped, half of their numbers killed in a drunken brawl amongst themselves. They then decided to put the plan into motion by purchasing a secluded island, and made a Gregor-only Nudist colony. Naturally, this made everyone invited, because…

Gregors: EVERYONE IS GREGOR!

AN: I may be insane. You see why I never put this in the fic? I do. REVEIW IF YOU LIKED! I MAY CONTINUE!