Hmm…not much to say, except thanks for the three reviews. I enabled anonymous reviews now, so review away, mah G's.

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The magic school bus traveled through a black void, looking for that crazy girl who stole the Halo characters.

"Joe, how the hell can we find them if we're traveling in a black void? How do we even know if we're going the right way? And…are we there yet?" Jason had asked those same three questions…like…A BAJILLION TIMES!

"Like I told you the last two times you asked, this is how it's designed, so we'll have to rely on our NINJA intuition…oh, and this nifty map!" Joe said, checking the map again, even though using a map in a black void was totally useless, since there aren't any landmarks.

"Ok, first of all, we ain't ninjas, and secondly…THAT'S A DISNEY LAND MAP!"

"Uhh…yeah, I guess it is."

After a long string of curses, and the pressing of random buttons, they emerged out of the void and into a blue sky, and landed on the ground. After stepping out of the bus, they noticed something was very wrong…

"Hey, why does everything look all cartoonish?" Jason said, looking around at the trees that looked like they had been drawn by a blind, retarded ten year old. Then, a little ways away, there was a red house, also looking like it had been drawn by said ten year old. "Uh, Joe, where the HELL are we?"

"Hmm…" He pondered, looking at the Disney Land map, "I think we're somewhere near Splash Mountain."

Before Jason could remark that Joe was a total dumbass, they heard the most terrifying words ever murmured in the history of man.

"Hey kids! Have you seen my dog, Blue?"

"THERE SHE IS!"

Joe and Jason clung to each other in horror. "NOOOOOOOO!"

Meanwhile…

On a sunny beach, there lay the forms of a Cyborg, an A.I. (who was, and actually had been for the entire time, solid and only a foot tall), a giant monkey, a white chick, a black dude, an elite in shiny armor, an annoying ball, and three aliens that looked like a cross between E.T. and a goat.

The cyborg, Master Chief, awoke first. "What the futch happened? Was I at one of Lord Hood's drunken barn dances?"

"No…retard…we we're kidnapped!" Said Cortana, looking up.

Johnson sat up. "Ugh, the last thing I remember was taking the one ring to Mt. Doom…oh wait, that's the movie I saw last week."

"Hee hee, I am a genius." Hummed Guilty Spark, who was totally unfazed by the whole thing.

Miranda stood up, and started stumbling drunkenly. "Uh, I dunno, maybe Master Chief was right about the barn dance thing…"

"AAAH! I LOST MY HAMMER! AND MY FAVORITE BARBIE DOLL!" Tartarus yelled, then started bawling like a baby.

"Oh, shut up." Said Arbiter, and then chucked a Beanie Baby at Tartarus. He stopped crying, and started petting it sensually…creepy…

"Hey, look, they're still asleep." Miranda said, pointing at the three prophets.

"Maybe they died…" Said Master Chief, hope dancing in his eyes. Hope happened to be dancing the can-can, by the way.

"Not today, sonny!" Regret said, and they all magically got to their feet.

"Damnit." MC cursed.

"Oh crap, I'm missing my pills." Truth said, looking through his pockets.

Johnson rolled his eyes. "What, your crazy pills?"

"Nooo…my Viagra."

"WHAT?" And everyone took a few steps back from Truth, even the two other prophets.

"What's the big deal? It gives me a tingly feel-"

They all covered their ears. "SHUT UP!"

"WAIT!" Mercy suddenly shouted, "I remember what happened! We were in the land of unicorns, when all of a sudden giant pretzels attacked the faerie queen, then Neopets flew out of Tartarus's ass, and the shiny rainbow named Jerry saved the day!"

Everyone stared at Mercy for twelve nanoseconds.

"That sounds logical to me." Said Guilty Spark, and everyone nodded in agreement.

"WRONG!"

Everyone turned to the source of the new voice, and discovered…THOMAS THE TANK ENGINE! No, you silly fools. It was Yomiko.

"Alrighty then, now that all of you are awake, we can start this thing!" She said, gesturing for them to follow her. With no other options, they did just that.

In another area…

"For the last time…WE'RE NOT PLAYING YOUR FAGGY-ASS GAME!" Joe shouted at Steve.

"Aww, come on, why don't you wanna play Blues Clues?" He whined like a cat in heat.

"Because you're retarded and take a million years to find a frickin clue when it's right in front of your face! We don't have any time for that!" Jason said.

"PLAY THE DAMN GAME, YOU BASTARDS!" Yelled the disembodied children voices.

"Or what? You'll cry?"

"WE'LL TELL OUR MOMMIES!"

Then, pancakes tap-danced.

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To be continued!