A/N: Uhm, so… I should probably explain what this is. XD. This, is what happens when poor, poor Smiff is exposed to too much Squeenix, anime, cartoons, and lack of life. This… is a documentation of these dreams I've been having. Why it's called the Watermelon Saga… well, you shall find out. XD. Here we go! Enjoy…. And don't take this seriously, AT ALL.

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The Watermelon Saga: A Series Of Horror Filled Ridiculous Dreams From the Mind Of Smifficus Maximus

Episode One: The Watermelon Flies!

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"And so you see guys, that is how you find the circumference of a moose," a voice echoed from the courtyard of the infamous high school known as Lawl High. No, seriously, that's what the high school is called; or at least that's what my friends call it that don't go to this damned place. Why it's worth laughing at is something I will never, ever understand.

I sighed, knowing my day was already going to be strange since my friends were discussing the mathematical properties of meese, again. Hadn't we learned that from internet memes already? I mean, that was what school was for… internet memes.

"Heya Smiff!" a voice said next to me. It was high-pitched and feminine, which could only mean one thing.

"Hey Syaoran!" I replied, turning to the brown haired boy whom I had written about in way too many fanfics to count. Clearly, he had inhaled too many helium balloons again. I dunno what he thinks he's trying to do…. I remember he said something about flying by filling himself up with helium, but it slipped my mind as he picked me up, and threw me football style into the courtyard of the prison known as Lawl High School.

I crashed into my group of friends, and the spectators around us held up score cards. By the size of the bump on my head, I didn't need to know they were all holding up tens. Syaoran walked down, casually, as if nothing out of the ordinary happened.

"Guess what?" another one of my friends asked. I turned to her, the surprise clearly in front of my face. In her hands was the largest watermelon ever to exist ever. No seriously, it was freaking gigantic. Why I didn't see it before is beyond me. You'd think you would see a giant bright green fruit from the top of the stairs going into the courtyard, but nope, not me. I guess I need new glasses.

"That," I said. "Is the biggest fucking watermelon ever."

"I know!" Syaoran squealed in a helium enhanced voice. "Isn't it amazing?"

But before anyone could do anything, theme music started playing. Every single one of us looked at each other briefly, a fire of nostalgia passing through our eyes. The theme music brought back memories of our brilliant childhoods, when cartoons were so much freaking better than the absolute shit they show now a days. Seriously, what happened to good Television! My mind continued to rant until Syaoran yelled, in his normal voice (which caused every single student in my school to turn their heads toward him in awe): "Sweet mother of Tyra Banks!"

Before I had time to say what the fuck, the characters from the theme music appeared. There were four of them… and they were ninja-tastic… and turtles.

Yes….

It was the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

And before I could squeal in fangirlish delight, the four reptilian ninja's leapt into the air, doing an amazing combo of martial arts (and somehow playing a game of poker at the same time) and kicked the watermelon into the skies.

"Mission complete!" one of them yelled. I didn't have time to see which one, but for some reason, I couldn't help but yell at them for what they'd done.

"Brooklyn Rage!" I screamed as the four ninjas vanished into the ground… without digging a hole.

"The watermelon…flies!" Syaoran exclaimed, his voice magically back to its high pitched normalness. I sighed, thinking he was deranged, but only then did I realize that the watermelon really never did fall back to the ground.

"It really does fly," I repeated, wide eyed.

And then, the bell rang, signaling the first class of the day.