A/N:Hello, here is my newest parody series! This is a parody of Code Geass. I know many have been done before, but mine is a little different. What if...the genders of everyone were inversed?

UPDATE: I'm citing most of my references cuz I realized my high school self sorta plagiarized some lines, hahahaha. So I'm fixing it as well as cleaning up the story and breaking paragraphs, looking for spelling or grammar errors.

References for chapter one

Brittube-Youtube

Coffee Rights-Copyright

The Wizard of Oz

Five Hour Energy Drinks

Lamborghini is a car

"rule with an iron fist"-lifted from Sehanort's "Geass Twist", which my high school age self did not think to cite stuff properly.

Death Note

Yugioh Abridged

Rika is a reference to Higurashi.

Peanuts-a reference to Snoopy saying Contact.

Twilight reference.

Another Yugioh Abridged reference.

I think the "ah," part is a Spongebob reference, but I didn't realize it when I wrote it. Might be inspiration.

A.T.B. 2010

The date was August 10th in the year 2010 of the Briticisms calendar. Or was it the llth? I'm not really good at remembering dates, so how can I deliver this monologue properly?Especially since I've lived hundreds of years or more. Wanna know my secret? Diet and exercise! Ah, well...whatever. Anyway, the Holy Empire of Briticisms had decided to declare war on Japan.

Actually, the Empire of Briticisms has a really huge ego, so they're always picking fights with other countries (over trivial things.) This time, however...Briticism's concern towards Japan was moral, ethical, and this time, just.

What was the problem? No, it wasn't about the stupid sakuradite that they needed to use to run their giant robots, which polluted the environment, were noisy, and gave people diseases. It was the soldiers. The soldiers were complaining about the lack of anime to watch on Brittube.

It was not just the soldiers, however; because Brittube's corporations and other shadowy villains had removed them due to silly things like coffee rights, or things like that.

Well, that made the empress, Charisma zi Briticism, pissed.

She was also a big fan of anime herself, so naturally she told the Briticists soldiers to go and attack Japan. And attack they did.


Meanwhile, we now cut to a random scene of two children climbing up a hill, one of whom will grow up to be a total anime-hating fanatic and the other will be eternally hated forevermore for being an eternal loser. But that is a story for another day.

Two girls were climbing up a hill. One was a girl with long black hair and purple eyes. The other was a girl as well. She had curly brown hair and green eyes. Both of them were not professionals at climbing up hills, of course. Maybe the brown-haired one had more practice. You'd have to ask her.

"Suzie, help me up!" The black-haired girl cried. She was not very athletic, and she was not very tough, either. But what she lacked in physical strength she made up for in her mental strength and her shotacon complex for her brother, Neddy.

"You do it yourself, Lucy!" Suzie replied back. "You're supposed to be able to do these things yourself! You're pathetic for a girl! Even Neddy can climb hills better than you!" She scolded.

"But he's in a wheelchair!"

"So? It doesn't mean he can't climb up hills. He can still use his hands, right-oh, crap." Suzie said, but realized she had spilled the beans.

"Suzie...a little help here? I'm going to fall to my death. AHHHH!" She said melodramatically.

"No, you won't! Oh, Lucia, grab my hand!" Suzie cried. She grabbed Lucia and pulled her up. Somehow, Suzie was huffing a lot more than Lucia was.

"Why are you panting so much? From what I know about you, you're always working out at that girl Dorothy's place! Don't you go to the Yellow Brick Road to train?" She asked aloud.

"Dorothy is the headmaster, while Tohdoh is just her dog who helps me train."

"Is that so?" Lucia repeated skeptically, her eyebrows raised.

"It's those damn...five-hour energy drinks. I hate them."

"Aren't they supposed to give you energy, Suzie? Above all, why are you panting? You had five of them!" She pointed out.

"I took them all at once." He confessed, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Oh. That's reasonable, then." Lucia said, sticking her nose in the air. "Wait a second..." She stopped, and suddenly pointed her hand out toward the mountains where they were...

"IS THAT A UFO?" She cried.

Suzie looked up and said, "What? UFOS? You actually believe in those?"

"Y-Yeah, this one time I was at my father's palace, and I saw-"

"Yeah, right."

"Neddy saw it, too!" Lucia protested.

"Can he describe what it looked like?"

"Of course not! He's blind!" Lucia said.

"Well, then how can I vouch for you?" Suzie said skeptically.

"Never mind. It is a UFO!"

"Look, I told you before, it's not a UFO, so-" But when Suzie saw what was coming, her eyes grew as wide as saucers. "WHOA! WHAT THE HECK IS THAT?" She exclaimed in disbelief.

"Doesn't it look like a swarm of bees?" Lucia innocently said.

Suzie and Lucia traded glances briefly, then they shouted, "RUN! I KNEW IT WASN'T A GOOD IDEA TO KICK THOSE BEEHIVES!"

Lucia frowned at her. "Where did you do that?"

"Never mind." Suzie said. Then, they came to the startling realization that, as they got closer, the "bees" looked a lot more like airplanes or gliders.

"Either we're being invaded, or else bees have learned how to fly an airplane. If that's so, we're doomed!" Suzie said, shaking.

"Hold on, I have to go find Neddy!" Lucia cried, running back and getting her younger brother. The three of them hid then.

"What is going on?" Neddy asked, looking around...well, not really, tilting his head.

"I'm right here, Neddy!" Lucia exclaimed.

"Oh. Good thing you're here, big sister. I could never live without you!"

"I could never live without you, either!"

"Stop with the incestuous relationship! It's not appropriate for the readers!" Suzie exclaimed. Suzie was always ready to defend the audience.

This "incestuous" girl was Lucia Lamborghini. She was ten years old, and she was Lucia vi Briticism, and she was the Eleventh Princess of the Holy Briticisms empire. What she didn't understand was why Briticism was invading Japan. "I don't get it! Not all people like anime, right?"

She herself did not really like anime that much, but her younger brother, Neddy, adored it. Neddy, or Neddy Vi Briticisms, was the Eleventh Prince. He was crippled and blind.

"But I thought you said you liked the one with the shinigami!" Neddy complained.

"It's all right."

Neddy was about to cry, then Lucia patted his head. And then the army came in. A bunch of angry, furious, soldiers came charging at the bushes where they were hidden.

Is hiding in the bushes a really obvious location? Yes.

Do anime characters really have much common sense? Not really.

"DARN YOU, JAPANESE! YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR DELETING ANIME OFF OF BRITTUBE!" That was their battle cry.

The three children hid.

You must always hide from a band of angry fans.

Always.

Anyhow, as they hid there, Lucia thought back over her brief life, in case she died here. Her father was murdered by the jealous nobles in the court. The nobles didn't like him for various reasons, the following being: first, His poor hygiene and lack of proper tooth care. No noble wanted to be around someone who never bathed or brushed his teeth. Heck, his cravat was moldy and he'd been wearing the same cape for twenty years!

Second, was his refusal to share things with others. He had a bad habit of borrowing video games and never returning them, and anything else he borrowed never returned.

Or lastly, he was a commoner because he was tone-deaf.

So, they had him assassinated. At least, that's what Lucia thought. So, she had demanded that her mother, the Empress, do something about it.

Unfortunately, her mother was reading a newspaper and was also listening to her Ipod, so she didn't pay attention until Lucia started screaming. At which point, all the nobles in the court started insisting that she be dragged out.

Her mother had said these words to her; the words which scarred her deep inside. "Shut up, you brat! Don't come into the palace unless you knock! Second of all, when I'm reading, do not bother me! You are such a whiny little brat! I'm going to send you to Japan, just for that!"

"But that's a minor issue!" Lucia protested.

"Oh, shut up!"

Lucia turned and walked dejectedly out of the hall. A pink-haired boy with long hair watched her leave with sad eyes. His name was Eucatastrophe li Briticism, or Euchie. He was such a girlish prince that everyone mistook him for one. His mother wanted him to be a girl, so she often made him wear his hair down. His brother Prince Cornelius li Briticism disapproved of this, of course.

"Will I be able to see Lucy again?" Eucatastrophe inquired.

"No."

"Okay." Eucatastrophe said, nodding his head. "I wonder if she'll send me a postcard."

"We're gonna declare ourselves dead." Lucia informed Suzie, who looked at her like she was nuts.

"Why?"

"So, they won't find us. And, I'll be able to do absolutely anything I want!" Lucia declared, an evil smile on her face. "But, I swear, Suzie...I will...one day...DESTROY BRITICISMS!"


Seven years later

The Tokyo Settlements

Ah, the picturesque country of Japan; such a wonderful culture full of loveliness, samurai, swords, and sushi-not to mention the dictators who now ruled Japan with an iron fist and denied their people even the right to call them by their name. Say what? Wait a second...that's right. The Briticists lived in absolute luxury, while the Japanese are forced to suffer in silence.

This country is now called Arena 11. Basically, they're called Elevens. Why are they called such stupid words? I don't know why.

People just wanted them to feel less than human. Besides, everyone knows Eleven is a stupid number. They probably should have named it something better, like Arena Seven. But there was already an Arena Seven, and no one wanted to complain with what Charisma zi Briticism did, because she was the Empress. She was in charge, after all. Anyone who thought otherwise...was shipped out of the country, or killed and sent to heaven.

Not all of her children felt that way, however.

There was a chess match. A nobleman who was so rotund he could easily pass as Santa Claus was sitting there on one side, polishing his nails.

A man who looked really stressed out was on the other side of the board, looking as though someone had written his name in the notebook that kills people.

He stared at the chess board. How does playing a game of chess stress out people? We don't know. But somehow, this game of chess seemed to be so stressful that it looked like he was having a heart attack.

"Whoa there pops, you've gotta settle down! Don't give yourself heart failure, this is only a children's board game." The noble said bluntly.

"How much exercise do you get? Looks like you don't get much." The man, Rubicon Ashtray, remarked. "There is no way I can win this. No way..."

Suddenly, the door opened, and two girls came in.

"What do we have here? Schoolgirls?" The nobleman scoffed.

"Looks like someone doesn't get out much." An icy voice said. It belonged to a tall, lanky girl with long black hair, and cold purple eyes. She was wearing a school girl uniform and so was her friend beside her, who was also female, if that wasn't already obvious by the description.

"Oh, how are things going in school?" Rubicon asked.

"Of course, since I'm acing every class by snoring through them." She said.

"What?"

"Nothing." She said, shaking her head.

"Whoa, it looks like you can't win this one! Look, the pieces on his side are black, and the pieces on your side are yellow! So, if the colors mix together, he'll turn your pieces black and win!" The girl exclaimed.

"Hey, Rika." Lucia began. "Did anyone ever tell you you're stupid?"

"Uh, um...sorry!" Rika said, clutching her hand to her mouth. This was seventeen-year old Rika Cardigan. She was Lucia's buddy, and they often ditched the Student Council to go off gambling in order to avoid being around so many hot men.

"That nobleman guy isn't bad-looking..."She said, licking her lips.

"I hate noblemen. They're not very attractive, due to the fact that they usually don't get much exercise." Lucia said.

"What was that?" The nobleman bristled.

"Rika, I know you're bi, but will you please stop hitting on everyone you meet?" Lucia remarked.

By this time, the nobleman looked very uncomfortable. His face was as white as a sheet. She sighed. "All right, I'm gonna go play chess with this old man because I have nothing better to do with my time." She said, and then she sat down.

"Oh, please, how will you defeat me? By taking off your clothes?"

"By kicking your ass, sexist pig." Lucia responded coldly.

"You have spunk, but you can't beat me when it comes to a children's board game." The nobleman snorted, feeling very overconfident.

"You never know, old man." She replied dryly as she started the game.

"You start with the king?" The old man said, then he started laughing hysterically.

"If the king doesn't lead, none of his subordinates will take him seriously. Isn't that the way royalty works?" Lucia said astutely.

"Only in your delusional dreams, kid." He chuckled.

"I can't believe it! Where is she at this hour?" An orange-haired boy with green eyes screamed. He was angry because his "girlfriend" was not calling him at all. He had an obsessive interest in her. "Why does she always go off and gamble? I swear..."

The boy's name was Shiny Fenestra. He had been in love with-okay, obsessed with Lucia ever since the first time he had seen her. Ah, those lovely hips of hers, those gorgeous eyelashes, that masculine face, a really small bust...oh, yeah. She's a dream girl, all right.

"There's no cell phone service? Darn it!" He cried.

"What are you doing in the girl's bathroom, you pervert?" A girl asked, and then a whole bunch of girls surrounded Shiny.

"No, that's not what I meant. I was trying to contact my girlfriend and-ahhh!" He screamed as he was thrown out of the room by the angry girls.

"Darn it...my one chance at getting girls and I blew it. Except for Lucia...oh, Lucia." He muttered, getting up and rubbing his orange hair. "Oh, where did Rika and Lucia go? Rika's pretty hot, too."

"So, did someone fail totally at life?" A blond-haired boy asked, coming towards him. His chest was very muscular, and he smirked at Shiny. His name was Mince Ashtray, and he was the grandson of the principal of the school, who was somehow involved in gambling. As if that can be a good reputation for someone who is a principal-however Rubicon didn't give a shit.

"Hi, Mr. President." Shiny said quietly.

"So, did you fail at trying to stalk girls again?"

When Shiny nodded morosely, he continued, "Here are some tips."

Silence reigned. "What are the tips?"

"Grow a spine! Don't attack tables like Nino does!" Mince hissed, pointing at Nino, who was hiding his face in the corner and reading some kind of magazine.

Nino Eightball was playing for the other side of the team. He had a secret crush on Prince Eucatastrophe li Briticism. He had liked him ever since he had learned about him through the Internet. But already, he was head over heels in love with him, even though Eucatastrophe had no clue he existed.

Oh, it'll be just like something out of a yuri magazine, only we'll be boys!

"You're never gonna get guys." Mince taunted, which caused Nino to pass out.

"Man, Lucia! You were really good! How'd ya do that?" Rika asked.

"I knocked him out and won the battle." Lucia said coldly.

"Seriously?" Rika asked.

"Yep." Lucia replied dryly.

The TV across from them went on. "ATTENTION, ATTENTION! IS THIS THING EVEN ON?" A voice asked.

"Contact! It's fine!"

"There is a special announcement from the Viceroy of Arena 11, Princess Clover la Briticism!" A woman said, then the princess came on.

"La la la la, is there enough makeup on my beautiful face?" Princess Clover asked, her voice dripping with arrogance and narcissism. "Um, does anyone know where I put my hairbrush?"

"Um, your Highness, we're running the camera now." A reporter said nervously.

"Oh, sorry! I got carried away! Hello, I am the Viceroy, Princess Clover. My favorite subjects are me, myself, mine, and I!"

"Hem, important discussion, please?"

"All right, the terrorists have struck again, killing more innocent people. But really, how many innocent people are there in this series? None. Let's forget about the other fifty-six people who died and pretend only eight did, because they're more important. I will not stand back and do nothing! Instead, you guys will kill more people! I will make sure that I will go to the terrorists, and not only will they give me makeup, but I'll send them enormous bills! That will make them go into debt! Fear me!" She exclaimed, laughing insanely.

"Hold a moment of silence."

Both of them stared at the screen.

"Well? Aren't you going to do a moment of silence?" Rika asked.

"..."

"Lucia?"

"..."

"Lucia?"

"..."

"LUCIA, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

"Being silent, you idiot." Lucia spat. "I hate that idiot. Clover was a dolt when I first met her, too."

"You know a princess?"

"Of course not. Why would I be involved with nobility?" Lucia said, and Rika shut up immediately upon seeing her glare.

"Why are you reading a book while we're driving a motorcycle, anyway?" Rika asked.

"It's a really, really, interesting book. Want to know what it is?" Lucia asked coldly.

"Don't tell me! It's that book about the vampire and the ordinary girl who meets him! I love that book!"

"No, it's not garbage that's poorly written. Instead, it's a book on Nietzsche."

"Huh. I never knew you were into philosophy." She remarked.

"Kind of. Sort of. Now shut up. I'm trying to act angsty now." Lucia shrieked.

"You are an emo princess, aren't you? Or is it just PMS?" Rika asked.

"Rika, either shut up or else I'm putting you in a body bag." Lucia snapped.

Rika was silent the rest of the way, until they were nearly hit by a truck.

"Get out of the way, we're trying to drag race!" The owner of the truck screeched.

Rika stared at them. "Geez...those men are drag-racing."

"Gee, why didn't you call the cops? Doesn't common sense occur in your mind, Rika?" Lucia said sarcastically.

"No, I was just thinking...that man is so...attractive." Rika gushed.

Lucia smacked her forehead. Why did she put up with this numbskull? "This is why I'm not letting you near Neddy." She said.

"By the way, Shiny was asking about you."

"He was?" Lucia said, looking up. She wasn't really interested in Shiny, anyway. They were only friends.

"You're going the wrong way!" A boy wearing a hat shrieked at the other occupant, who also happened to be a man. "The evil villain is that way!"

"The evil villain?" The other man questioned.

"Yes! They went into that construction site! Let's go there!"

"Okay...you are so imaginative, Collin." Nagata said.

"Why do you think? I spend all of my time playing Halo!" Collin cried, lifting off his hat to reveal his hair, which was spiked.

"What's with the hair?"

"Nothing. Let's go fight the forces of evil!" Collin cried.

"Oh, look, it's a bunch of people being held prisoner by the villain!"

"Oh, look. I think those terrorists are high." Rika drawled.

"I'm gonna go help, anyhow." Lucia said.

"Wait, Lucia! You could get killed!"

The girl inside the capsule rolled her eyes. She had to get stuck with idiots.