Synopsis: Godzilla gets bored and decides to hold a party on the island. Unfortunately, King Ghidorah and Spacegodzilla also decide to have a party. Chaos ensues.
Note: All Kaijus will be speaking in this fic. It may seem off at first, but if done right, fics that have speaking Kaiju are great.
Godzilla laid down on a dusty expansion of land, trying to sleep. He had just gotten back from another Tokyo-ravaging, radioactivity-draining rampage, and was quite tired. Nearby, Junior dozed peacefully. As Godzilla relaxed, it occurred to him how bored he was. Normally, just relaxing on the Island was fine with him, as the humans didn't usually bother him, but for some reason he felt like he needed something to do. He thought for a few minutes before an idea popped into his massive head. "The humans hold parties, so why can't Kaiju?" He mumbled (okay, more like roared, but you get the drift) to himself as he hoisted himself upward, careful not to disturb his son. He dove into the ocean to track down his guests.
King Ghidorah, the dreaded space demon, was also bored as he looked around the ravaged landscape of an alien planet. Destroying life in all its forms was usually quite entertaining for the three-headed dragon, but the aliens whom he had slaughtered were unfortunate enough to lack any emotion whatsoever, so they felt no fear in death. This was inconvenient for Ghidorah, as a large part of his entertainment came from the cries, screams, and wails of those he destroyed. All three of his heads sighed. If only something interesting would happen… As he looked about, he noticed a few crystals growing out of the landscape. Shrieking in recognition, he turned around to see Godzilla's evil cosmic counterpart, Spacegodzilla. Spacegodzilla folded his massive arms. "You bored, KG? Well, you're not the only one." Ghidorah's middle head growled. "One, I told you not to call me that. And two, yes, I'm exceedingly bored. I have no idea what to do with my time. However, if you have any ideas…" Spacegodzilla roared, his posture signifying that it was meant as a laugh. "Matter of fact, I do. You know how humans like to have parties?" "Yes, what of it?" Ghidorah's left head sighed in exasperation before grasping what his compatriot was saying. "You wish to have… a party?" The golden dragon's voice was skeptical. Spacegodzilla strode next to Ghidorah and abruptly slapped him on the back. "C'mon, it'll be fun! We can invite all of Goji's enemies, blow up a few cities, and get so hammered we'll be puking all over." Ghidorah opened his mouth to speak, but SG beat him to the punch. "I found this old alcohol factory down on Earth. Its been abandoned for years, but there are still massive, Kaiju sized kegs." A hint of a twisted smile appeared on Ghidorah's heads. "Hmm, that might not be a bad idea. And if we run into that overgrown lizard…" Spacegodzilla laughed, his forehead crest crackling with cosmic energy. "…we can take him down through sheer numbers." Ghidorah chuckled before looking at his companion. "How do you propose we invite our guests?" Smirking, Spacegodzilla raised his arms and summoned a few crystals. "These crystals are useful for more than being a power source." He tapped on one, and it began to glow. "They're great for communication, too."