Author's Note: Here is the next story of this glittery brilliance. This time, two groups who desperately need randomness and crack in their lives are the ones who are getting victimized today - The CP9 and Baroque Works! So, all CP9 and Baroque Works fans/haters out there, enjoy the show!
Disclaimer: Eichiiro Oda owns One Piece.
"…So, you're saying that uracil doesn't exist in RNA? What the hell?" Sadie cried.
"Master Sadie, chillax. Thymine still exists in DNA," Blaise explained. But, this isn't the story of the Capricorn Pirates, this is the story of how the CP9 got victimized senselessly.
"Are we seriously going to have a repeat of Enies Lobby?" Heathcliffe asked the readers of this fic.
"Nope! We are now cutting to some World Government office in three… Two… One," The Scottish narrator said before we cut to some World Government office building thing.
"Hey guys, look what I found!" Kaku said as he ran into a random lounge while holding a CD.
"Don't tell me it's another one of Jyabura's low-budget sex tapes!" Lucci groaned as he fed Hattori various plastic vegetables.
"For the last time, I thought we burned them all on the lawn of that Mihawk dude!" Jyabura cried as the Justin Timberlake song Sexyback played in the background.
"Just put the damn CD in, Kaku. Nobody wants to listen to a Debbie Downer," Lucci explained.
"Shut up, you piece of nutmeg!" Jyabura yelled to Lucci. Kaku then put the DVD in the DVD player before he sat down on the couch with the rest of the CP9.
"Move, bitch, I can't see!" Hattori said as she tried to see past Kumadori.
"No way, man, you're annoying!" Kumadori yelled. Hattori simply flew onto Lucci's hat.
"Good pigeon named after Hatori Chidori," Lucci said to his pet bird.
"Who's Hatori Chidori?" Kalifa asked Lucci.
"Relax, bitch, and the show," Lucci said. Then, on the T.V. they were watching, various members of Baroque Works began to dance freakily in the middle of the Alabastian desert.
"Yeah,
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah," Daz Bones sang.
"7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein' everything, the time is goin'
Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus,
I see my friends (My friends)," Miss Doublefinger sang.
"Kickin' in the front seat
Sittin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?" Miss Goldenweek sang.
"It's Friday,
Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's looking forward to the weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's looking forward to the weekend," Robin sang. At this point, it became painfully obvious that all of their voices were Auto-Tuned.
"Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend," Mr. 5 sang.
"7:45, we're drivin' on the highway
Cruisin' so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right
I got this, you got this
Now you know it," Miss Valentine's Day sing.
"Kickin' in the front seat
Sittin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?" Mr. 3 sang.
"It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's looking forward to the weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's looking forward to the weekend," Robin sang.
"Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend," Miss Merry Christmas sang.
"Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin')
We-we-we so egg-cited
We so egg-cited
We gonna have a ball today
Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after... wards
I don't want this weekend to end," Bon Kurei sang.
"R-B, Rebecca Black
So chillin' in the front seat (In the front seat)
In the back seat (In the back seat)
I'm drivin', cruisin' (Yeah, yeah)
Fast lanes, switchin' lanes
Wit' a car up on my side (Woo!) (C'mon)
Passin' by is a school bus in front of me
Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream
Check my time, it's Friday, it's a weekend
We gonna have fun, c'mon, c'mon, y'all," Crocodile rapped. Somewhere at sea, Aki sneezed for no reason.
"It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
It's Friday Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend," The members of Baroque Works sang in their Auto-Tuned glory. The CP9 screamed.
"What the [truck strop] is this [eyeliner] [musician's salary]?" Fukurou cried, with all of the bad words he said dubbed over with random words.
"Save me, Jeebus!" Kaku yelled. Lucci then walked up to the T.V. and began kicking it senselessly.
"Lucci, stop, the T.V. has feelings too," Kalifa said as she patted Lucci's back.
"[I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt! So sexy, it hurts!]" Spandam dubbed over Lucci's angry rant toward Kalifa.
"That's legitimate sexual harassment!" Kalifa yelled before she slapped Lucci with a spicy chicken sandwich.
"I deem the both of you as Kim Kardashian worshippers!" Blueno insulted Lucci and Kalifa. Then, Spandam ran in, and he was holding a ziggurat. Yes, fangirls, a ziggurat. It was even bigger and longer than Chopper's.
"Troll in the dungeon! Troll in the dungeon!" Spandam yelled. The room grew silent.
"Thought you ought to know," Spandam said before he randomly fainted. The room grew even more silent.
"I'm hungry, let's go to McDonald's," Kaku said.
Ending Note: I am very sorry for making Baroque Works sing Rebecca Black's "Friday". Anon Fishy-chan requested it.
Review if you want to see not-nice things such as an abridged parody of Strong World, Spandam and Hawkins taking Dr. Kureha to Victoria's Secret to shop for underwear, and Marco contemplating the meaning of the Coachella Music Festival.
