Everybody! Everybody! Guess what? MY SECOND FANFIC, THAT'S WHAT! I am so happy right now. Like, I have been waiting forever and a day for this (actually, more like 2 hours, but what difference does it make?)! Anywho, in celebration of my finally discovering Homestar Runner Fan Fiction, how about a chapter? Yeah? That sound good to you? 'Cause it does ta me! Sooooo…teh chapter! Possibly including Teh C.! Or possibly not. I dunno. Read it and find out, you lazy young parson, you!

P.S. No, I refuse to write anything about Homestar and Strong Bad and gayness and whatnot. Not that I have anything against gay people, I'm just sick of Fan Fics about people who absolutely hate each other becoming a couple, 'kay? Although I'm definitely all for Seddie. I just don't wanna write a hundred billion fan fics about it. Ya got that? 'Kay, NOW onto the chapter! Oh, and DISCLAIMER: I, unfortunately, do not own Homestar Runner. Which I suppose is actually a good thing, considering I don't know the first thing about Flash animation…or script writing…or voice acting…yeah, it's a good thing.

"Ha ha…..Oh my God, Pom Pom. I mean, how do you come up with this stuff, man?"

Bubble bubble. Bubble bubble bubble bubble! Bubble.

"Oh, come on, man. There's gotta be some kinda secret you're not telling me. 'Natural talent', my foot! Seriously, dude, tell me!"

Bubble bubble bubble!

"Oh, fine. Be that way. Hey, just because I want to ask you, for no particular reason, because it's not like I have anything I might possibly planning to do, have you seen Homestar lately?"

Bubble? Bubble, bubble bubble. Bubble bubble?

"Like I said, no reason, dude. But you really don't know? You sure?"

Bubble. Bubble bubble.

"Alright, dude. But hey, if you see him around, tell me, alright? Me and him got some…unfinished bweesness. Mainly on my part. Actually, all on my part."

Bubble.

"Okay, see you around, Pom Pom."

Strong Bad walked away, his mind occupied with thoughts of the terrific athlete. And how to go about the unfinished business. Which, namely, was a quite elaborate prank on Homestar – that necessitated his active participation. Thus, Strong Bad needed to have a conversation with him and The Cheat – and soon. Who knew when the sour milk would reach full ripeness? Who knew how long it would take for Strong Sad to finally listen to 'that C.D. he ordered six weeks ago'? There were a lot of sensitive variables, and all of them were riding on that one conversation. Never before had Strong Bad and The Cheat planned a prank quite so….ambitious. He could only hope that everything would fall into place just as planned. He certainly didn't want another 'caper' incident.

As he banged through the front door of the House of Strong, he could hear Strong Sad orally composing some morbid poetry, punctuated by odd grunts and a few ripping sounds. Oh yeah, Strong Bad thought with a devilish grin. I forgot I glued the pages of his notebook together again. Good times…Suddenly, his little reverie was interrupted by loud The Cheat noises, followed by a large thump that shook the entire house. Somehow, Strong Bad was both curious and cautious – it was the first time he had felt a mix of emotions quite like that. He had no idea what was making him so hesitant to find out just what was going on. So he ignored the feeling of dread and walked in the direction of the basement.

As he approached, he heard (and felt) a few more loud thumps, and a couple more noises from The Cheat. Now he was getting a little weirded out. Yet something made his legs keep moving. Something piqued his curiosity and forced him to peek around the doorframe, the only thing separating him from what lay inside. As he caught sight of what was occurring, he gasped, his jaw going slack. His eyes bugged out, his green tongue hung loose inside his agape mouth. As he gazed at the horrific scene unfolding before him, the taller of the two beings inside the room turned toward him with an open mouthed smile. Strong Bad instantly recoiled, disgusted at the obvious show of affection (Just the friendly kind, mind you!).

The athlete opened his mouth:

"Hiya, Stwong Bad! How ya doin'? Wanna join ouw game of Pawcheesi?"

The Cheat and Homestar were jumping on the couch. Together. And The Cheat…..well, he certainly wasn't biting Homestar or pouring scalding water on him or even running away, at the very least. No, he was apparently enjoying every minute (In the friendly way, mind you!). And Strong Bad just couldn't believe it.