I Think This Involves Robots

A/N: I'm back…against my will.

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As Tsukune was pinned against the wall by Moka, he knew something was up.

"Uhh…Moka? What's wrong?"

She pointed at the man in the doorway.

He was tall.

He was built.

He had….wait, what?

Tsukune began to slightly freak out. "Moka…is that a terminator?"

She nodded silently. "Just kiss me so that he ignores us."

He obliged. I mean, come on. If you had a babe like that pressed against you, I'm pretty sure you would act upon it…*cough* her.

The man came closer to the two of them, watching their make-out session with interest.

He went up to Tsukune. "I need your clothes, your boots, and your woman."

His accent was just too alluring; so Moka unlatched herself from Tsukune, kicked him in the balls, and began making out with the Austrian robot.

Tsukune, on the other hand, was busy getting all of his clothes off.

The Terminator looked at him.

"FASTER, AAUUUGHH."

Just like a true Austrian.

Finally, Tsukune gave the robot all of his clothes, standing naked in the hallway.

"Is there anything else you need?"

"NO."

The Terminator pulled a chaingun out of his ass, blew Tsukune to pieces, and said one last line before this horrible story ended.

"I'm the famous comedian, Arnold Braunschweiger. Hasta la vista, baby."

So he and Moka zipped into the past, and had a ton of robot-vampire babies.

THE END

A/N: Now stop sending me angry messages on this lovely website. See you later.