Okay, this is another crackfic, which I came up with at the café, of the college I go to. This probably won't make the least bit of sense, but my mind wouldn't shut up about it, so I just had to write it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

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Mystere's Quest for Pixie Sticks – Part 1

It was a regular day on the planet of Lunar. Our story starts at the small village of Raculi. In the home of Mauri and Ronfar, a woman's scream is heard.

Mauri rushes into the house, only to find Ronfar on his knees, in front of the pantry. "I heard a woman scream, what happened?" Mauri asked.

Ronfar turned toward her. "Oh, Mari, it's horrible! The unthinkable has happened! I've told you it would happen one day, and now it has!" He crawled toward her and wrapped his arms around her legs.

She looked down at him. "What's wrong? What's happened?" she shook him.

She then noticed the box in his hand. He let go of her legs "Mauri…I'm afraid…" he shook the pixie stick box in his hands, to show her that it was empty.

"No…" she trailed off.

"I'm afraid so." He said sadly.

"NNNNNOOOOO!!" She yelled.

In Vane:

A loud "NNNNNOOOOO!!" was heard, off in the distance.

An old man looked up from the chess game he was playing, toward where the noise was coming from. He scratched his head. "What do you suppose that was?"

The old woman he was playing with moved one of her chess pieces. "Who cares? Probably just some punk kid; just take your turn."

Back in Raculi:

"NNNNNOOOOO!!" Mauri yelled. "I mean…oh, dear, that IS horrible…"

Ronfar's eyes were wide with surprise. "Man, you're taking this harder than I am."

"So what do we do? The shop here in town doesn't carry pixie sticks."

Ronfar's right eye began to twitch. Now it was his turn to freak. "NNNNNOOOOO!!!" he yelled.

In Vane:

The old man looked up from the chess game. "There it is again…but this one was louder than the first one." He moved one of his chess pieces.

"I told you to ignore it and just play the darn game." The old woman said.

In raculi:

Ronfar had curled himself up into a fetal position, while Mauri rubbed his back, trying to calm him down.

"It's okay, Ronfar, we'll find someone to help us." She assured him.

Just then, "Mystere" comes crashing through the window. He struggled to get up, but when he did, he made a heroic pose, as if nothing had happened. "I'll help you, civilian! What seems to be the trouble?" He asked, cape flapping in the none-existent breeze.

Ronfar and Mauri just looked at him for a moment. "Leo. I'm pretty sure we've told you not to dress like that anymore." Ronfar said.

Mystere spazzed out for a moment, before he regained his composer. "Leo? I've told you before; I do know not know, who this Leo, of whom you speak of, is." He crossed his arms over his chest, as if that was that.

"Okay…"Mystere", you see, we've ran out of pixie sticks."

"Well, if that's all, I'd be happy to…wait, pixie sticks…? …I LOVE pixie sticks!" He pointed in some random direction. Ronfar looks to where Mystere is pointing. "I will go forth and find you more pixie sticks than you can handle! Away!!" Mystere leapt through the only unbroken window in the house.

Ronfar and Mauri starred at the broken windows, which their crazy man relative had jumped through, in order to break.

"Mauri?" Ronfar asked.

"Yes, Ronfar?" she answered.

"Just how many times did your parents drop Leo on his head when he was a kid?"

"Many times, Ronfar, many times…"

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Okay, so, that's part one. Hope you liked it. Reviews are like crack for me; feed the addiction.