Of all the different manga/anime fanfic groups I could have posted this on, I decided on Bleach since I felt that Bleach fans could relate to this the most at the moment. By the way if this songfic seems kinda outdated, I came up the idea for it and started writing it weeks before.

This little songfic is best sung to the lyrics of 'Thriller' (Which of course I do not own and have no intention of encroaching on any copyright. This is purely a parody). Enjoy.


7 on Wednes-day,

A new Bleach plot diverts from the main arrrc,

8 on the Thurs-day,

Naruto fights new characters that suuuck,

You try to scream!

When will the writers return to the manga?

And so it seeeems,

That these bad plots will never end at all,

You're not enthralled.

BECAUSE IT'S FILLER!

FILLER, RIGHT,

Dull story lines to allow the manga to move further on,

FILLER!

FILLER, RIGHT,

Have the writers never heard of

Summer, summer,

VACAAAATIIIION!

A new foe a-rise,

He or she plans to dominate the Eaaarth,

The hero may die

But he and his friends give everything their wooorth,

You close your eyes!

But not because you fear to lose your favourites.

It's cos you knoooow,

That no main character is gonna die.

You're not satisfied.

YOU KNOW IT'S FILLER!

FILLER RIGHT,

Lame characters forward their plans you know are gonna fail

FILLER, WOO!

FILLER, RIGHT,

They'll just have to try again to-

-morrow, -morrow,

-ROW NIIIIIIIIGHT!

There's no escaping it,

The fillers are in all manga/animeee,

They will obsess you,

Until you accept that Manga's not diviiine,

Now is the time!

To 'preciate other people's contribution,

And after alllll,

Is it so different from fanfic that you read?

I'll make you see,

THAT THESE HERE FILLERS! FILLERS RIGHT,

Are no more different than a sad fan's take on a new villain,

FILLER, WOO!

FILLER, RIGHT,

Why are fanfics loved and fillers

Hated,

Debated,

Belated,

Mutilated,

TONIIIIIIIIGHT!


Evening falls across the land,

The umpteenth hour is close at hand,

Cartoons crawl in search of ratings,

Their work is not the work of kings,

And whosoever shall watch it,

For the sake of criticising it,

Must sit and face the creatures of Hell,

And rot inside a corpse's shell,

The unfortunate one is the one who seeks,

The plot of forty thousand weeks,

And crummy characters from the bin,

Are enticing you,

And encase you in,

And though you fight to stay alive,

Your body starts to shiver,

For no mere mortal can resist,

The evil,

Of the filler.

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!


Coming soon to a fanfiction website near you, 'Filler: The Music Video.'