Chapter 11 – Intermission

There is a poorly drawn grassy cartoon plain. The sun is shining bright in the air and wears a smile on its face. A flock of crappy looking blue birds fly through the air. Over the closest green mound comes a pink rabbit with large black eyes and cute buck teeth; it is FILLER BUNNY. He looks at the audience, a smile on his face and a butterfly fluttering around his head.

Filler: "Hello, dear readers! It's me, Filler Bunny, the space consuming rabbit of happiness, here for your entertainment!"

Filler then puts on a straight face. He knows he must tell the audience what is going on.

Filler: "See, the writer of this fanfic is having some trouble thinking what direction the next chapter should go, not to mention his Internet access has recently been limited."

He then puts a smile back on his face, trying to make the best of his painful existence.

Filler: "So I'm here to give you all a show to pass the time, despite the torturous pain Slave Labor Graphics has put me through! Yippee!"

Filler begins dancing around rather merrily, doing little backflips here and there, all the while eating an ice cream cone, playing Dance Dance Revolution, and answering the writer's lengthy messages all in a matter of seconds, proving his amusingness to everyone. A bear trap then falls out of the sky and lands on the grass. A few more dance steps and Filler finds his foot lodged between its teeth as it snaps around his leg.

Filler: "AAGH! Oh Lord, this hurts! Please, just let me die!"

He falls to the ground in agony. Just then, CROCKER appears over the hill, looking down at Filler.

Crocker: "A random bear trap falling from the sky? This has to be the work of FAIRY GODPARENTS!!!"

Filler: "Hey, what, ugh, are you, gah, doing here? This panel is reserved for, uhg, Bad Art Collection characters only."

Crocker: "Well, I'm not really sure. All I can think is that it's the work of…FAIRIES!!!"

Filler: "Well, ugh, I guess you can stay; the weird shaped head and figure and the ear on the neck I guess qualifies you."

Crocker: "Hey, what are you getting at?"

Filler (shifting tone): Er, nothing nothing. Didn't you die of a heart attack after Vicky tried to kill you, landing her in Arkham Asylum?"

Crocker: "Well I do remember that; at least she didn't get the satisfaction. The next thing I know, I end up in this poorly drawn elace. At first I thought this might be Hell or the Underworld or at the very least Nephelheim. But really, I think it has something to do with…FAIRY GODPARENTS!!!"

With the last spasm, Crocker ends up face down in the grass. Coming over the hill is a stick figure with one very large hair on his head, this being none other than HAPPY NOODLE BOY.

Happy Noodle Boy: "Shouter of random stupidity! You have desecrated the very essence of my plastic wrap! Can't you see the beautiful river of laxative!?"

Filler: "Umm, I don't believe we've met. Who might you be?"

Happy Noodle Boy: "I am the butterer of all things unseen! The squeezer of chickens! I've seen the horrors of Sinbad's acting ability and lived! And I think my friendly nature qualifies me for the job of milking the goat!"

Crocker stands up and growls at this strange figure.

Crocker: "You, my good fellow, make no sense. I have no choice but to give you…AN F!!!"

Crocker then flings a piece of paper with a giant red F on it at Happy Noodle Boy, who then picks it up and begins licking it before stuffing it in his mouth and eating it. Out of nowhere, an H bomb falls out of the sky, causing Filler Bunny and Crocker to explode and regenerate in other parts of this poorly drawn landscape, showing that they will never die on this plane. Just then, one of the xenomorphic life forms bursts from both of their chests, causing them to fall over in pain but still not die. Happy Noodle Boy does not explode from the H bomb, yet flies in a smoking trail to another remote portion of the land. He lands face down in the dirt.

Happy Noodle Boy: "Dirt, the other white meat…"