**Nny, D.Cat, Mr. Sasma, and reverend MEAT are standing in front of an airport**
Nny: **twitching uncontrollably**
D.Cat: Are you getting hysterical, Nny-sama?
Nny: Will you QUIT CALLING ME THAT!?
D.Cat: ^.^ EEEE! **turns to the readers** Hey! I can see you! **waves** Hi!
Reverend MEAT: 0 o Oi.
Mr. Sasma: Hey, you moved your eye!
Reverend MEAT: 0 o
Nny: **looks at MEAT**
Reverend Meat: 0 o
Nny: ...
Reverend MEAT: 0 o... I think I'm stuck.
M. Sasma: ^v^ Heehee. (Behold my cockroach face! SEE IT!? DO YOU SEE THE FACE!?)
D.Cat: Perhaps some explaining is in order. **coughs** Um, after we stopped and Nny hopped out of the bus to check the armadillo out, a band of highway robbers jumped out of nowhere and STOLE MY TENNIS RACKET! I grab Reverend MEAT and they hit Nny with a crowbar. When they saw Mr. Sasma, they peed in their pants. I laughed. Then they shot me full o' holes. I died. Then the bus turned into a purple rhino and flew away.
Nny: That's not what happened!
D.Cat: ...yes it is.
Nny: **rolls his eyes** we ran out of gas and walked until we reached Pheonix, Arizona. We're gonna fly to Cincinnati.
Mr. Sasma: Are you sure they'll let me in?
D.Cat: ^.^ O' course, why not?
Mr. Sasma: I didn't bring any luggage.
D.Cat: Hmm... good point. We'll just have to buy coffee.
Nny: Wha?
D.Cat: TO STARBUCKS! **races away**
Reverend MEAT: 0 o
Nny: ... **grabs Reverend MEAT and walks after D.Cat. Mr. Sasma follows**
**In the airport**
**D.Cat's jumping up and down, trying to reach the counter. Nny's watching her, amused at her pain, still carrying Reverend MEAT . Mr. Sasma is a bit squeezed, but okay**
Nny: We're gonna need some money to buy tickets for a plane, yanno. **cocks head** can you do that at the airport?
D.Cat; MUST...HAVE...CAFFIENE!
Nny: **poke poke** DEMO! Money first, coffee later.
Demo: **stares up at Nny with starry kitty eyes** ...
Nny: O o what?
Reverend MEAT: 0 o
Demo: You touched me! I FEEL LIKE I HAD A BRUSH WITH SHEER AND UTTER HAPPINESS ITSELF!
Nny: -- Strange, strange fankitty...
Reverend MEAT: 0 o dammit!
Demo: Hmmm... well, you could take pictures of people! Then sell them to them for money!
Reverend MEAT: Or, Demo, since you're our author, you could cough us up a plane and a pilot.
Demo: Hmmm... good idea! **phases out**
Nny: Where'd you go?
(I have to reverse into 'mysterious author' form! WOOT!)
Nny: Okiay. Just get on with it.
Reverend MEAT: 0 o...
Mr. Sasma: I 'm not wearing any pants...
Nny: I am.
(TAKE YA PANTS OFF NNY!)
Nny: OO;; What the fuck!?
(Hey, I just kidding, I just kidding!)
Reverend MEAT: Where's our plane?
(Turn around.)
**They all turn around (Mr. Sasma annihilates Starbucks) and see a plane, parked in the middle of the airport. Demo phases back in**
Demo: Ta-DAAAA
Nny: Where's our pilot?
Demo: He be in the cockpit. COME! Let us enter!
**As if by magic, a little staircase thingie appears from the side. Just like the president's plane. Hmmm... Anyway, Nny walks up, followed by Mr. Sasma (he has to squeeze a bit) and then Demo.**
Nny: **straps himself in** This is pretty nice. How'd you get this?
Demo: I have mah ways ^.^
Nny: ...I dun like the sound of that.
Demo: relax, Nny-sama! Trust the kitty!
Reverend MEAT: 0 o
Mr. Sasma: xvX I'm a lil' cramped...
Pilot: **is speaking on the intercom** I hope you all are strapped in. Heheh. I'm going to fly this plane straight through the roof, as the sock monkey commandeth! HOLD ON TO YOUR INTESTINAL TISSUE!
Nny: That voice sounds oddly familiar.
Demo: **shrugs**
Pilot: MWAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!
**the plane goes crashing through the roof, without warning, sending people flying and launching into the sky**
Nny, MEAT, and Mr. Sasma: 0 o (0vo)
Demo: ^.^ WOO-HOO!
---Somewhere in Ethiopia---
Mr. President Bush: I just got through speaking with my ambassador and-.... hey, where's my plane?
Secret Service Agent #1: Um, sir, you'll never believe this...
Secret Service Agent #2: but this crazy cat-thing came and stole it!
Mr. president Bush: O o
---Back on the plane---
Demo: **singing her fuzzy lil' heart out**
Frankenstein gives me the shakes,
And Count Dracula, driving me batty...
But they're not half as bad,
As the worst scare I've had,
The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnati!
Nny: **twitch**
Reverend MEAT: 0 o ....**shakes... shakes harder...** ...*POP* o 0 I MOVED-ED!
Non-Existent Angel Chorus: HAAALEFUUJAH!
Nny: Wouldn't that be Hallelujah?
Demo: I must pay homage to the sacred rabbit that lives in mah room, Fuu. ALL HAIL FUUMIAKI THE GREAT!
Nny: --;;
Pilot: And now, folks, if you'll look out the left side of the plane...
**Everyone leans to the right and looks**
Pilot: ...it'll tip over.
**Everyone makes a OO face (except MEAT) and sits rigidly straight up in their sits.
Pilot: HAHA! Just kidding. If you look, you'll see a good friend of mine hang gliding!
**Everyone looks to see Roman Dirge hanging on for dear life as his hang glider goes out of control. He is being pursued by a rabid flying hunchback dude**
Roman: GAH!
Hunchback: MOO!
Nny: I knew that voice sounded familiar! THAT'S JHONEN VASQUEZ!
Demo: Your daddy!
Nny: Er Oo...
Pilot/Jhonen: Yesh, 'tis me, JHONEN! I DRIVE PLANE! MWAAHAHAHA! I DON'T KNOW HOW TO LAND THIS THING!
Demo: Let's just hope we end up NEAR Cincinnati...
Jhonen: I don't know where we are, either! WOOO!
---Intermission--- ((And Now For Something Completely Different!))
**Two kids are sitting on a bench. A piranha swarm flies though the air and demolishes one of the little kids to a dripping, broken skeleton. The other kid sneezes**
---End Intermission---
Demo: Well, lucky they have parachutes under the seats...
Nny: Whose plane is this, anyway?
Demo: **shrugs**
Reverend MEAT: o 0
Mr. Sasma: Um, guys...
Nny: Hm?
Mr. Sasma: is it just me, or is the ground getting... closer?
**Everyone looks out the window**
***BBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!and stuff***
**From the burning, twisted wreckage, Jhonen flies off. Nny, Mr. Sasma, Demo, and Reverend MEAT kinda stare at the sky, stunned**
Demo: **jumps up** Well, I guess we're in Cincinnati, now.
**The black, scorched ruins stand before them**
Nny: Kinda defeats the purpose of eating it, huh?
Demo: **pulls out a sombrero and a guitar** Let's get to it, Mr. Sasma!
Mr. Sasma: ...**climbs on top of a building and gnaws on a corner** it don't taste too well...
Demo: **jumps on the broken hull of the airplane and strums the guitar**
Oh he must have needed a seltzer,
It's amazing how much he got down!
For lunch he'd just chew,
up a suburb or two,
and for dinner, he ate the whole town!
Nny: **waves a little flag** Yay... victory...
Reverend MEAT: ...**shakes again** ...*POP* 0 0...great...
Nny: **points at MEAT and laughs**
Mr. Sasma: **continues to eat the city ruins** *sigh*...
Demo: "Willard" just sent me out laughing!
I thought "Ben" looked a little bit ratty...
Nny: Is this fic almost over, yet?
Reverend MEAT: Looks like it.
Nny: **sighs** Remind me to horribly and brutally maim and destroy Demolition Cat, okay?
Reverend MEAT: ...Hm, alright.
Demo: But they're not on a par with the worst one by far,
The Cockroach that Ate Cincinnati!
Nny: **leans back** I need a massage...
Reverend MEAT: Don't say that out loud.
Nny: Why?
Reverend MEAT: Fangirls... and a certain fankitty...
Nny: She's too caught up in her song...
Mr. Sasma: I feel all special and stuff! **hops onto a new building and devours it with gusto**
Demo: Oh my heart nearly stopped!
He will never be topped!
The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnatiiiiiiiiiii!
Ole! ("Ole?" That's dumb.)
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Note: It finished! Whaddya think? Should I give up writing insanity/humor altogether? Should I make MORE? I must know these things...
Credits:
Crazy Spork- insanity + plot= an overall nice fic. That's what I try to achieve. Thankies! ~.^
Invader Anonymous- Woot! The Insomnia, it plagues us all o.o I'm still surprised I survived Nny's wrath. I wonder what he's gonna do 'bout those black lights and that disco ball ^^; Thanks be wid ya!
Lina "Tic" Vee- I know you! ^.^ **poke** Thanks for the info, I shall correct the summary thing. I never hear the Dr. Demento show ;.; Just lissen to da music. And stuff. Yush, I dearly love mr. Sasma and Nny. Arigato!
Black Silver- Yush! Linkin Park Does rule ^.^ And so does Creed, Lifehouse, Savage Garden, Soundgarden, The Verve Pipe, better Than Ezra, Sister Hazel, and Puddle of Mudd! (heehee... SMACK IT! ^.^;) Peace, dude!
Linzy- Colorado ish nice place. I wanna go someday ^.^ If I ever saw a hobo train... I'd run after it. But if I ever saw MY hobo train... I get scared. 'Cause that mean alla mah scary insane imaginary things exist O.o;; Thank ya!
Erin Mills- Thanks for the lyrics! Saved me a lot of trouble and time! ((Though I took forevere, anyway 9.9 6.6;)) Glad ya like Demented stuff, 'cause I plan to write more ^.^ Many Urrdu! ((Shiran for thank you. Hee!) Thank j00z!
Tsaraara- I bet you didn't think I'd put you in here, DIDJA! HAHAHA! Thanks for giving me the term of 'Levitation by Bitch Power'. You really need to sign up wid FF.Net!
Koppi-chan: If you read this, then you'll know why I thank ye ~.^ For the support, hon! Keep writing (You're slacking! Hmph! I am the world's worst hypocrite!) And I'm glad you not GROUNDED NO MORE!!
Nny: **twitching uncontrollably**
D.Cat: Are you getting hysterical, Nny-sama?
Nny: Will you QUIT CALLING ME THAT!?
D.Cat: ^.^ EEEE! **turns to the readers** Hey! I can see you! **waves** Hi!
Reverend MEAT: 0 o Oi.
Mr. Sasma: Hey, you moved your eye!
Reverend MEAT: 0 o
Nny: **looks at MEAT**
Reverend Meat: 0 o
Nny: ...
Reverend MEAT: 0 o... I think I'm stuck.
M. Sasma: ^v^ Heehee. (Behold my cockroach face! SEE IT!? DO YOU SEE THE FACE!?)
D.Cat: Perhaps some explaining is in order. **coughs** Um, after we stopped and Nny hopped out of the bus to check the armadillo out, a band of highway robbers jumped out of nowhere and STOLE MY TENNIS RACKET! I grab Reverend MEAT and they hit Nny with a crowbar. When they saw Mr. Sasma, they peed in their pants. I laughed. Then they shot me full o' holes. I died. Then the bus turned into a purple rhino and flew away.
Nny: That's not what happened!
D.Cat: ...yes it is.
Nny: **rolls his eyes** we ran out of gas and walked until we reached Pheonix, Arizona. We're gonna fly to Cincinnati.
Mr. Sasma: Are you sure they'll let me in?
D.Cat: ^.^ O' course, why not?
Mr. Sasma: I didn't bring any luggage.
D.Cat: Hmm... good point. We'll just have to buy coffee.
Nny: Wha?
D.Cat: TO STARBUCKS! **races away**
Reverend MEAT: 0 o
Nny: ... **grabs Reverend MEAT and walks after D.Cat. Mr. Sasma follows**
**In the airport**
**D.Cat's jumping up and down, trying to reach the counter. Nny's watching her, amused at her pain, still carrying Reverend MEAT . Mr. Sasma is a bit squeezed, but okay**
Nny: We're gonna need some money to buy tickets for a plane, yanno. **cocks head** can you do that at the airport?
D.Cat; MUST...HAVE...CAFFIENE!
Nny: **poke poke** DEMO! Money first, coffee later.
Demo: **stares up at Nny with starry kitty eyes** ...
Nny: O o what?
Reverend MEAT: 0 o
Demo: You touched me! I FEEL LIKE I HAD A BRUSH WITH SHEER AND UTTER HAPPINESS ITSELF!
Nny: -- Strange, strange fankitty...
Reverend MEAT: 0 o dammit!
Demo: Hmmm... well, you could take pictures of people! Then sell them to them for money!
Reverend MEAT: Or, Demo, since you're our author, you could cough us up a plane and a pilot.
Demo: Hmmm... good idea! **phases out**
Nny: Where'd you go?
(I have to reverse into 'mysterious author' form! WOOT!)
Nny: Okiay. Just get on with it.
Reverend MEAT: 0 o...
Mr. Sasma: I 'm not wearing any pants...
Nny: I am.
(TAKE YA PANTS OFF NNY!)
Nny: OO;; What the fuck!?
(Hey, I just kidding, I just kidding!)
Reverend MEAT: Where's our plane?
(Turn around.)
**They all turn around (Mr. Sasma annihilates Starbucks) and see a plane, parked in the middle of the airport. Demo phases back in**
Demo: Ta-DAAAA
Nny: Where's our pilot?
Demo: He be in the cockpit. COME! Let us enter!
**As if by magic, a little staircase thingie appears from the side. Just like the president's plane. Hmmm... Anyway, Nny walks up, followed by Mr. Sasma (he has to squeeze a bit) and then Demo.**
Nny: **straps himself in** This is pretty nice. How'd you get this?
Demo: I have mah ways ^.^
Nny: ...I dun like the sound of that.
Demo: relax, Nny-sama! Trust the kitty!
Reverend MEAT: 0 o
Mr. Sasma: xvX I'm a lil' cramped...
Pilot: **is speaking on the intercom** I hope you all are strapped in. Heheh. I'm going to fly this plane straight through the roof, as the sock monkey commandeth! HOLD ON TO YOUR INTESTINAL TISSUE!
Nny: That voice sounds oddly familiar.
Demo: **shrugs**
Pilot: MWAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!
**the plane goes crashing through the roof, without warning, sending people flying and launching into the sky**
Nny, MEAT, and Mr. Sasma: 0 o (0vo)
Demo: ^.^ WOO-HOO!
---Somewhere in Ethiopia---
Mr. President Bush: I just got through speaking with my ambassador and-.... hey, where's my plane?
Secret Service Agent #1: Um, sir, you'll never believe this...
Secret Service Agent #2: but this crazy cat-thing came and stole it!
Mr. president Bush: O o
---Back on the plane---
Demo: **singing her fuzzy lil' heart out**
Frankenstein gives me the shakes,
And Count Dracula, driving me batty...
But they're not half as bad,
As the worst scare I've had,
The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnati!
Nny: **twitch**
Reverend MEAT: 0 o ....**shakes... shakes harder...** ...*POP* o 0 I MOVED-ED!
Non-Existent Angel Chorus: HAAALEFUUJAH!
Nny: Wouldn't that be Hallelujah?
Demo: I must pay homage to the sacred rabbit that lives in mah room, Fuu. ALL HAIL FUUMIAKI THE GREAT!
Nny: --;;
Pilot: And now, folks, if you'll look out the left side of the plane...
**Everyone leans to the right and looks**
Pilot: ...it'll tip over.
**Everyone makes a OO face (except MEAT) and sits rigidly straight up in their sits.
Pilot: HAHA! Just kidding. If you look, you'll see a good friend of mine hang gliding!
**Everyone looks to see Roman Dirge hanging on for dear life as his hang glider goes out of control. He is being pursued by a rabid flying hunchback dude**
Roman: GAH!
Hunchback: MOO!
Nny: I knew that voice sounded familiar! THAT'S JHONEN VASQUEZ!
Demo: Your daddy!
Nny: Er Oo...
Pilot/Jhonen: Yesh, 'tis me, JHONEN! I DRIVE PLANE! MWAAHAHAHA! I DON'T KNOW HOW TO LAND THIS THING!
Demo: Let's just hope we end up NEAR Cincinnati...
Jhonen: I don't know where we are, either! WOOO!
---Intermission--- ((And Now For Something Completely Different!))
**Two kids are sitting on a bench. A piranha swarm flies though the air and demolishes one of the little kids to a dripping, broken skeleton. The other kid sneezes**
---End Intermission---
Demo: Well, lucky they have parachutes under the seats...
Nny: Whose plane is this, anyway?
Demo: **shrugs**
Reverend MEAT: o 0
Mr. Sasma: Um, guys...
Nny: Hm?
Mr. Sasma: is it just me, or is the ground getting... closer?
**Everyone looks out the window**
***BBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!and stuff***
**From the burning, twisted wreckage, Jhonen flies off. Nny, Mr. Sasma, Demo, and Reverend MEAT kinda stare at the sky, stunned**
Demo: **jumps up** Well, I guess we're in Cincinnati, now.
**The black, scorched ruins stand before them**
Nny: Kinda defeats the purpose of eating it, huh?
Demo: **pulls out a sombrero and a guitar** Let's get to it, Mr. Sasma!
Mr. Sasma: ...**climbs on top of a building and gnaws on a corner** it don't taste too well...
Demo: **jumps on the broken hull of the airplane and strums the guitar**
Oh he must have needed a seltzer,
It's amazing how much he got down!
For lunch he'd just chew,
up a suburb or two,
and for dinner, he ate the whole town!
Nny: **waves a little flag** Yay... victory...
Reverend MEAT: ...**shakes again** ...*POP* 0 0...great...
Nny: **points at MEAT and laughs**
Mr. Sasma: **continues to eat the city ruins** *sigh*...
Demo: "Willard" just sent me out laughing!
I thought "Ben" looked a little bit ratty...
Nny: Is this fic almost over, yet?
Reverend MEAT: Looks like it.
Nny: **sighs** Remind me to horribly and brutally maim and destroy Demolition Cat, okay?
Reverend MEAT: ...Hm, alright.
Demo: But they're not on a par with the worst one by far,
The Cockroach that Ate Cincinnati!
Nny: **leans back** I need a massage...
Reverend MEAT: Don't say that out loud.
Nny: Why?
Reverend MEAT: Fangirls... and a certain fankitty...
Nny: She's too caught up in her song...
Mr. Sasma: I feel all special and stuff! **hops onto a new building and devours it with gusto**
Demo: Oh my heart nearly stopped!
He will never be topped!
The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnatiiiiiiiiiii!
Ole! ("Ole?" That's dumb.)
-----
Note: It finished! Whaddya think? Should I give up writing insanity/humor altogether? Should I make MORE? I must know these things...
Credits:
Crazy Spork- insanity + plot= an overall nice fic. That's what I try to achieve. Thankies! ~.^
Invader Anonymous- Woot! The Insomnia, it plagues us all o.o I'm still surprised I survived Nny's wrath. I wonder what he's gonna do 'bout those black lights and that disco ball ^^; Thanks be wid ya!
Lina "Tic" Vee- I know you! ^.^ **poke** Thanks for the info, I shall correct the summary thing. I never hear the Dr. Demento show ;.; Just lissen to da music. And stuff. Yush, I dearly love mr. Sasma and Nny. Arigato!
Black Silver- Yush! Linkin Park Does rule ^.^ And so does Creed, Lifehouse, Savage Garden, Soundgarden, The Verve Pipe, better Than Ezra, Sister Hazel, and Puddle of Mudd! (heehee... SMACK IT! ^.^;) Peace, dude!
Linzy- Colorado ish nice place. I wanna go someday ^.^ If I ever saw a hobo train... I'd run after it. But if I ever saw MY hobo train... I get scared. 'Cause that mean alla mah scary insane imaginary things exist O.o;; Thank ya!
Erin Mills- Thanks for the lyrics! Saved me a lot of trouble and time! ((Though I took forevere, anyway 9.9 6.6;)) Glad ya like Demented stuff, 'cause I plan to write more ^.^ Many Urrdu! ((Shiran for thank you. Hee!) Thank j00z!
Tsaraara- I bet you didn't think I'd put you in here, DIDJA! HAHAHA! Thanks for giving me the term of 'Levitation by Bitch Power'. You really need to sign up wid FF.Net!
Koppi-chan: If you read this, then you'll know why I thank ye ~.^ For the support, hon! Keep writing (You're slacking! Hmph! I am the world's worst hypocrite!) And I'm glad you not GROUNDED NO MORE!!