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!
