Here it is folks. A third collection of drabbles! Enjoy!
Dr. Tran Fan Mail – Team-Up (made by me.)
(The little boy, Dr. Tran is sitting at the Society cafeteria eating some noodles when suddenly. . .)
Hello folks and welcome to another episode of Dr. Tran Fan Mail!
Dr. Tran: What? NOOO! You survived the worlds destruction too?
This letter comes from Dominic in Omaha who writes. . .
Dear Dr. Tran
Now that you are in the Ultima fanfiction, does this mean we'll be seeing crossovers with you and other heroes from cartoons? It would be so cool to see you kick some ass with Batman or Ben 10 against the evil Organization.
Yur second number one fan, Dominic
Dr. Tran: How do people keep sending me letters?
Indeed Dominic. A team up with Dr. Tran and another hero would be pretty awesome.
Dr. Tran: No it won't!
But do you wanna know a secret? Dr. Tran doesn't need any of THOSE ASSHOLES! In fact, he can take on the entire Organization ALL BY HIMSELF!
Dr. Tran: WHAT?
That's right! Dr. Tran is a loose cannon and is known for beating the SHIT out of America's enemies!
Dr. Tran: NO I'M NOT!
That's right! Who do you think it was that killed Osama Bin Laden?
Dr. Tran: THAT WAS NOT ME!
There is nobody in the known multiverse as badass as Dr. Tran!
Dr. Tran: Be quiet! You are going to get me in trouble!
In fact, Dr. Tran is in the middle of invading the Organization stronghold RIGHT NOW!
Dr. Tran: What? No I. . .
(When Dr. Tran looked around, he noticed that he was not at the Society headquarters, but in the dark hallways of the Organizations castle.)
Dr. Tran: WAUGH! How did I get here? What did you do?
Uh-oh! It looks like the most evil villains in the Org are already surrounding him!
(As fast as the voice said that, hundreds of villains surrounded the little boy.)
Jafar: Who is this little boy?
Vlad: How the heck did he get into our castle?
Plankton: Who cares? Let's just destroy him and get this over with.
Dr. Tran: Guys, please! I don't mean you any trouble!
Aw, don't be so modest Dr. Tran. What about the time you called Hades a fiery hothead with pits that smell like a THOUSAND COW BUTTS?
Hades: HE WHAT?
Dr. Tran: I-I never said that!
And what about the time you blew up Planktons Chum Bucket restaurant with your POISON-TIPPED BAZOOKA?
Plankton: What? THAT WAS YOU?
Dr. Tran: NOOOOO! IT MUST'VE BEEN SOMEONE ELSE!
And who could forget the time you snuck into the Firelords Palace and LITERALLY F***ED HIS DAUGHTER UP THE ASS?
Dr. Tran and Ozai: Excuse me?
IN A BEAR SUIT!
(That did it. All of the villains were chasing the little boy through the hallway.)
Dr. Tran: LEAVE ME ALONE! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!
GIVE 'EM HELL DR. TRAN! MAKE THEM EAT YOUR DICK!
Dr. Tran: AAAAAAAAUUGGGHHHH!
Keep on sending your fan letters to Tran Letters at and we'll them to him whether he likes it or not!
(The villains kept on chasing Tran down the halls as the boy kept calling out for help.)
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One Kick-Ass Girl (made by crossover4)
(We see a room that looks like it should be a drug dealers den. However, instead of drug dealers, we see the Sucky Alliance. They are in the happiest mood of all time as chained to the nearby wall was the entire Straw Hat Crew)
Sucky Alliance: WE CAUGHT 'EM! WE CAUGHT 'EM! WE CAN'T BELIEVE WE CAUGHT 'EM!
Control Freak: All nine Straw Hats! This is incredible!
Toilenater: I know. This is usually a job that we fail miserably at.
Zim: And now, WE, THE SUCKY ALLIANCE HAVE CAPTURED NINE HEROES! HEROES THAT COULD SURELY KILL US!
GIR: DIE, DIE!
Kilgore: So what do we do now my fellow villains? Should we take them to one of their enemies, or should we take them to Maleficent?
Zim: Why even give them to the puny Organization when we could kill them now?
Control Freak: Are you INSANE ZIM? If we kill them, their enemies will feel robbed of revenge and they'll kill us, 1000 TIMES.
Kilgore: He is right. Hell hath no fury like Lady Alvida's Iron club.
Toilenator: Or Arlong's Shark teeth.
GIR: (Sniff) SANDY HOOK MAN!
Zim: Bah, I laugh at your scaredycatness, ZIM FEARS NO ONE!
Control Freak: Oh, come on Zim. All western villains are scared of one or two anime villains. Even Maleficent has slight respect for Blackbeard.
Zim: All right, if you must know. . . .I'm slightly frightened of Wapol.
(The straw hats are chained to the wall, listening to their conversation)
Luffy: I'm confused.
Zoro: I know. How'd these guys catch us?
Nami: Yeah, I mean they don't seem like the brightest bulbs on the tree.
Luffy: No, what I mean is, who are these people there naming?
(Anime sweet drops appear on Nami and Zoro's heads)
Nami and Zoro: YOU DUMBASS!
Control: All right, we've figured out what to do.
Nami: You'll let us go?
(Control freak gives her a "really" look then everyone bursts out laughing.)
Nami: (chuckle) Yeah that was a last ditch effort.
Control Freak: Good try though, I respect you for that. No. We're going to kill one of you, then deliver the other eight to Maleficent.
Kilgore: Our reputation will increase as we killed an anime hero.
Toilenator: And we know which of you is going to die.
Zim: Yes it is the weird raccoon-dog thing, what's his name?
GIR: CHOPPA!
Zim: Ah, yes thank you GIR. Chopper, it you who will die!
(Chopper's eyes widen)
Chopper: WAHHHHHH, oh come, why
Zim: You have no enemies, and therefore, no threat!
Chopper: But... what about Wapol?
Control freak: Doesn't know you personally.
Chopper: Gedatsu?
Control Freak: Too stupid to be a threat.
Chopper: Um, um. . . . . .the marines?
Control Freak: They think you're a pet. Now come on! Accept death like a man.
(They unhooked his chains from the wall and dragged him to the bathroom where they had a bathtub filled high enough for him to drown in, chopper has tears in his eyes as he waves goodbye to the other Strawhats. Some can't look, some are tearing up as well, and some are flat out bawling. Chopper is put near the edge of the tub, about to be dunked when suddenly a stabbing noise is heard. Everyone looks to see Zim standing still with a blade coming out of his chest)
Zim: Oh-no. Not again.
(The blade is pulled out as Zim stands there, then falls to his knees, then on the ground. The assailant is then revealed to be a little girl in a purple-wig wearing and a mask and holding a staff with blades at both ends. She turns to the rest of the Sucky Alliance.)
Hit-Girl: Okay you cunts, let's see what you can do now.
(She points to Control freak)
Hit-girl: Eenie
(She points to Toilenator)
Hit-girl: Meenie
(She points to Kilgore)
Hit-girl: Minie
(Control freak goes "Screw it" and runs to attack her.)
Hit-girl: Moe
(A badass version of the Banana Splits theme song plays as Hit-Girl kicks Control Freak in the face sending him flying to the couch. The Box ghost tries to send boxes at her but she slices them up, ducks behind the box ghost and slashes him on his back. Apparently, he forgot to turn intangible and screams in pain. Kilgore tries to shoot laser beams at her, but she dodges and kicks Kilgore up, slashing him to bits. She then flips back to the Box Ghost and stabs him in the stomach. The Box Ghost fades away as Control Freak gets back up and tries to hit her with a bat. She ducks and slashes a leg off. As he falls to ground, Hit-girl stabs him through the back. Chopper, watching all this, gets over his shock and screams.)
Chopper: Wow, thank you lady! You're awesome!
(She looks up and smiles)
Hit-girl: Thanks. (wink)
(The Toilenator then tries to run for the exit but Hit-girl stabs him in the chest)
Toilenater: OW. Dang. We could have gotten (cough) respect.
(Toilenator dies. She looks at Chopper as she fishes out something from Control Freak's pocket)
Hit-Girl: You okay?
(Chopper nods)
Hit-girl: Great. Oh, found it.
(She brings out a key from his pocket and walks to Chopper unlocking his chains.)
Hit-Girl: You know, I can't believe that you, one of the straw hats, was about to be killed by the Sucky Alliance. I mean-
(She stops as Chopper hugs her)
Chopper: Thank you! I saw my life flash before my eyes, thinking I was going to die, but you saved me! THANK YOU LADY!
Hit-Girl: Aw, thanks lil' reindeer. You can call me "Hit-girl"
Ussop: Um, yeah this is touching and all, but could you get us down now?
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Unlikely Reinforcements (made by crossover4)
(We see Obi-Wan Kenobi and three Clone Troopers fighting against an army of demonic shadows with the infamous Dr. Facilier controlling them.)
Clone 1: Sir, I don't think we'll be able to hold out much longer.
Obi-Wan: Hold on. Those reinforcements we sent for us should be here any moment.
Dr. Facilier: Not that it matters. Nothing can get rid of all these shadows.
?: Like, guess again Shadowman!
(Everyone looked up to see the cowardly duo, Shaggy and Scooby.)
Clone 2: About time.
Obi-Wan: I'll say. Shaggy, tell me you have an army ready to battle the shadows.
Shaggy: Like, there's an army ready to battle the shadows.
Obi-Wan: Great, where is it?
Scooby: Rhere's rhat?
Obi-Wan: The army!
Shaggy: There's no army. I only said that because you asked me to.
(Facilier and the shadows all laughed at this.)
Dr. Facilier: HAHAHAHA! So, what your saying is the Society sent two people afraid of everything to take me on ALONE?
Shaggy: Hey, like, we're not afraid of you man.
Scooby: Reah!
(The shadows all ganged up on Shaggy and Scooby.)
Scooby: Re're afraid rof RHEM!
Clone 3: Well, this is turning out nicely.
Dr. Facilier: Get them!
(As the shadows loomed in on the cowardly duo, Scooby had a light bulb appear over his head as he whispered something into Shaggy's ear.)
Shaggy: Like, you're right Scoob. We do have that!
(Right as the shadows were about to kill Shaggy and Scooby, the two pulled out a strange looking book with a skull imprinted on the cover.)
Dr. Facilier: What? The Tome of Doom?
(The shadows all hissed in fear, but had no time to react as the book was opened and a giant hand flew out and pulled them into the book. Facilier looked around to see that the only shadow left from the surprise was his own.)
Dr. Facilier: Well, I still have you. NOW ATTACK!
(Facilier's shadow looked at its master, then at Shaggy and Scooby who were holding the Tome up threateningly. Considering its chances, the shadow flew off in fear.)
Dr. Facilier: Get back here you coward! Oh, I'll kill you to for this!
(Facilier turned back to face Shaggy and Scooby, only to meet a lightsaber and three blasters. The time taken to capture the shadows had forced Facilier to forget about dealing with Obi-Wan and his squad. Knowing he had no chance at beating them, he put his hands up in defeat.)
Obi-Wan: Well, I suppose this is a wrap. Thanks to you two, Facilier won't be any more trouble. Can you send a message to the Society asking for proper delivery of Facilier to Courascant?
Shaggy: Like, no problem. But can we get something to eat? We're starving.
Scooby: Reah, re raven't reaten rin. . . .ra rour.
Clone 3: I can't believe we owe our lives to a couple of chickens.
Shaggy and Scooby: Mmmm...chicken.
Scooby: Reeheeheeheehee!
(As the group walked off to inform the Society of Facilier's capture/get food, Facilier's shadow watched as its master was sent away. It then flew off to inform the Organization of Facilier's capture. Little does the Society know that Facilier will be back again soon enough.)
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The Headless Horseman (made by DoktorK)
(Out in the wastelands, our favorite momma's boy, DJ, and protocol droid, C-3PO, were doing a routine inspection. Unfortunately, DJ was a bad decision for this particular job.)
DJ: Why do I always have to be given the horrible jobs? I'd trade this for anything, even laundry.
C-3PO: Calm down Master Joseph. This is only a brief inspection to ensure our safety. I'd prefer to be somewhere safer, but a job is a job. "And I always thought I was a coward."
(The two walked around a building and, to their horror, was an entire army of Organization Grunts. But it wasn't the grunts they were afraid of. All the grunts had been beheaded and their heads were missing.)
C-3PO: Oh my heavens! What has happened? True they are our enemies, but no one deserves such a fate.
DJ: Man. The hero who did this must have some issues. Come on, I don't want to see who did this.
C-3PO: I agree.
(As the two began to turn to leave, they saw a shadow within the building they were near. Daring for their lives, the two looked in to see a man who was trying on one of the grunts' helmets. The two saw a pile of helmets in the corner with a bloody sword jabbed into the ground next to it.)
DJ: That guy has serious issues.
(The duo were about to leave when they saw that the murderer of the Grunts remove the helmet to reveal. . .HE WAS HEADLESS! This can only mean one thing…)
DJ and C-3PO: The Headless Horseman!
(The Horseman looked (How can he look? He has no eyes.) around, having heard the cowards scream. He walked over to his sword and lifted it. He could "see" DJ's and C-3PO's reflections in it. When he turned to face them, they took off running .They stopped when they saw a small bike with a basket on the handles lying on the ground.)
DJ: Come on man.
(DJ got on the bike's seat while C-3PO got in the basket. This was fortunate they had found the bike since they would never be able to outrun the Horseman's horse. The chase was on! However, all three had failed to notice a nearby statue come to life. This statue was actually the god of evil: Chernabog. Chernabog made hand motions summoning the ghosts of the dead Grunts. Now normally, when he does this, Night on Bald Mountain would play, but tonight he's gonna mix it up a bit.)
Chernabog: Now gather round while I elucidate,
On what happens outside when it gets late.
Along about midnight the ghosts and banshees,
Get together for their nightly jamboree.
There's ghosts with horns and saucer eyes,
And some with fangs about this size.
Some short and fat, some tall and thin,
And some don't even bother to where their skin.
I'm telling you brother it's a frightful sight,
To see what goes on Halloween night.
Oh, when the spooks have a midnight jamboree,
They break it up with fiendish glee.
Ghosts are bad but the one that's cursed,
Is the Headless Horseman, he's the worst.
When he goes a jockeying across the land,
Holding his noggin in his hand.
Demons take one look and groan,
And hit the road for parts unknown.
There's no spook like a spook that spurned,
They don't like him and he's really burned.
Swears to the longest day he's dead,
He'll show them that he can get a head.
(The Grunts all nodded and backed away from the direction the Horseman was chasing DJ and C-3PO. The Horseman finally caught up to the two and swung his sword at them. DJ ducked but his hat and all the hair on top of his head was gone. C-3PO was not as lucky and his head was chopped off. The Horseman caught his head and let out an evil laugh.)
C-3PO: Sir, I demand you return my cranium immediately.
(The Horseman "starred" at the droid's head in shock. He obviously was not used to robots. DJ used this to his advantage as he rode up and took back C-3PO's head. He then slammed it back into place while the chase and song continued.)
They say he's tired of his flaming top,
He's got a yen to make a swap.
So he rides one night a year,
To find a head in the hollow here.
And he likes 'em little, he likes 'em big,
Part in the middle, or a wig.
Black or white or even red,
The Headless Horseman needs a head.
With a hip, hip and a clippity clop,
He's out looking for a top to chop.
So don't stop to figure out a plan,
You can't reason with a headless man.
(DJ and C-3PO looked back and saw that the Horseman was slowing to a stop.)
C-3PO: Oh thank the maker, we're safe.
(The two looked forward to see the reason the Horseman stopped was because they were heading for a very high cliff. DJ tried to brake, but they broke off.)
DJ: Quick, use your jetpack to save us!
C-3PO: I'm a protocol droid; I don't come with such modifications!
(The two flew off the cliff and right past the moon. Until gravity took affect, then they fell straight down.)
DJ: MOMMA!
(The two, believe it or not, survived the fall. Although DJ was covered in numerous scrapes and bruises while C-3PO had fallen to pieces. The Horseman looked down and saw they were too far for him to continue the pursuit. So he decided to find new victims. Chernabog frowned to see our heroes escape. He couldn't allow them to get off that easily. He smiled when an idea came to him.)
Chernabog: Get them!
(The ghost Grunts all flew off to do as they had been told. They only have until sunrise after all. DJ and C-3PO looked up and looked at each other.)
DJ: You want to call it a night.
C-3PO: Ever so much.
(DJ lifted C-3PO's parts as he ran off with the army of undead soldiers pursued them back to the Safe House.)
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Thanks For the Turkey (Made by me)
(All across the wastelands, a really fast bird ran across the landscape. He is known as the Roadrunner (Fastidius Enfuriousitus). However, stalking the bird was the hungry cartoon predator, Wile E. Coyote (Geniusitus Predatorius). Through a pair of binoculars, the coyote watched as the Roadrunner was headed toward his position. When he did finally arrive, Wile E. stood in his way. However, the fast bird didn't even stop and trampled all over Wile E. Coyote. Having failed to catch the Roadrunner yet again, he lies on the ground disgruntled. As he sulks, a friendly voice calls out to him.)
Bubbles: Aw, poor guy. Are you hungry?
(Wile E. Coyote shook his head solemnly.)
Bubbles: Then come with me. I have a special surprise for you.
(Bubbles grabbed the coyote's hand and pulled him toward the Safe House.)
(Inside another area of the Safe House, Tom and Jerry continue their daily antics of chasing each other around. Just when it looks like Tom is about to eat the mouse, he quickly slips into a mouse hole in which the cat smashes his head into. As he looks into the hole attempting to flush the mouse out of its hideout, the Powerpuff Girl, Blossom flies in front of him.)
Blossom: Hey there Tom. I saw the whole thing.
(The cat couldn't help but feel a little guilty.)
Blossom: You're that hungry, are you. Well there's no use chasing that mouse all day. It's bad for your self-esteem.
(Blossom immediately heard a loud growling in Tom's stomach.)
Blossom: Come with me. I've got something that will satisfy your hunger all day.
(Curious, Tom followed Blossom wherever she was going.)
(In yet, another part of the Safe House, another cat, Sylvester is prowling along the floor as he has his eye on the bird cage hanging from above. As he looked inside, Tweety Bird swung around on his swing until he saw Sylvester spying on him.)
Tweety: Oooh! I tawt I taw a putty tat!
(The bird cage opened up and Sylvester reached in grabbing the bird. But before he could feast, an umbrella hit him on the head and Granny scolded the cat shooing him out of her room. As Sylvester cursed himself for another failed hunt, the Powerpuff Girl, Buttercup flew up to him.)
Buttercup: Aw, you didn't get him again?
Sylvester: Trusst me ssissster! It'sss much more dissssparaging than it looksss.
Buttercup: In that case, you need an easier meal. Follow me.
(Buttercup dragged Sylvester all throughout the Safe House wanting to show him something.)
(In the kitchen, Sylvester, Tom, and Wile E. Coyote finally meet.)
Sylvester: All right you girlsss! What'sss the big idea?
(Just then, the large doors opened and the three animals were in for a big surprise as Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup flew in holding what looks like a gigantic turkey on a huge plate.)
Powerpuff Girls: TA-DAAAA!
(Everyone salivated at the sight of the large feast.)
Sylvester: Sssufferin' sssuccotash! Now that'sss what I call a feassst!
(Nothing could restrain the three as they dove into the giant bird and ate to their hearts content while the girls watched.)
Blossom: I think we did good today. Don't you agree girls?
Bubbles: Oh, yes, yes, yes! They all looked so miserable trying to catch those other animals. I'm glad we were able to help them.
Buttercup: Thanks to Dexter's enlarging machine, it looks like nobody will be going hungry for quite some time.
(However, as the three cartoons finished their meal, Tweety, Jerry, and the Roadrunner just happened to walk by. Sylvester, Tom, and Wile E. Coyote saw them and immediately gave chase much to the girls disdain.)
Blossom: I guess some things never change.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!
I hope you enjoyed this collection of stories. That sums up a total of over fifteen drabbles so far. Here's to another fifteen more!