Chapter End- ohgodwhyismywritingsoterrible
"Hmm..." Light pondered, as he and C.C. flew back to Japan "Have you ever contracted someone else with geass?" C.C. shifted uncomfortably
"I don't particularly enjoy talking about...him."
"GOOD GOD WHY DOES HE HAVE A CHAINSAW?"
"Come to me, my darling C.C., I know they're keeping you here! They've seen you! Come back to me, C.C., come back!"
Lelouch currently was jogging(read shuffling) away from the crazed madman who made his way on campus. How did he know C.C.? That blasted witch never told him anything important, her sass gave him constant headaches, and he'd be damned if he had to get another credit card just for pizza!
The current situation was not looking good, he needed backup pronto. Was pronto still a thing? How had that entered his lexicon? It didn't matter, he saw Suzaku up ahead. Lelouch shouted a warning,
"Quick, we've got to get get out of here, there's a crazy..."
"SPINZAKU KIIIIIIIIICK!" Flying through the air like some sort of graceful ballerina at an opera, Suzaku flew threw the air, knocking the chainsaw from the madman's grip, along with the man himself. "THREAT ELIMINATED."
"Suzaku, what in the world was..."
"SPINZAKU KIIIIIIIIIICK!" And Lelouch's world went dark.
"Hold on, this isn't making sense." Ryuk scratched his head, still in Australia.
"Indeed, the way things are proceeding seem quite illogical." The detective nodded his head. The shinigami flipped, literally, out.
"You can see me?"
"It was going to be long and drawn out and boring. Quiet, somethings about to happen."
"You know what C.C.? I'm bored of this farce."
"What are you talking about?" Light ignored her and pulled out one of the pages of the Death Note.
"Charles...zi...Brittania." he spoke as he wrote out the name, slamming his pen down on the pad. "There. Done with that."
"Suzaku, why are you doing this?"
"Because I am the Knight of...I'm a knight of the round now!" Suzaku turned to Ol' Chuck and asked "Wait when did that happen?"
"GOT BORED, GLOSSED OVER SOME BITS!" The Emperor shrugged, his voice making Lelouch's eardrums tremble.
"You sound different old man."
"I'M CONSTANTLY SURROUNDED BY IDIOTS! IT'S TURNED INTO A HABIT! DOCTOR SAYS I SHOULD CALM DOWN, CALM DOWN, CALM DOWN? I RUN HALF THE WORLD, I DON'T HAVE TIME TO CALM DOWN! SAYS MY BLOOD PRESSURE IS THROUGH THE ROOF! THINKS I'LL DIE OF A..." The emperor keeled over.
"Hey Lelouch, I have a weird metallic taste in my mouth."
"Is it iro..."
"IT'S IRONY!"
"No! We are skipping over too many loose ends!"
"The composition and narrative structure are all out of whack!"
And perhaps it would fare better with an intact fourth wall!
"No! No it wouldn't!" Of course the emo mop head didn't know anything. Because he wasn't wasn't the world's greatest detective. That's Batman. And he will never be Batman.
"Now you're just quoting abridged series! Do you think that's clever?"
"SAO Abridged is one of the crown jewels of fan works." The ever so wise shinigami interjected.
Lelouch kept staring at Charles' body.
"That sure was anti-climactic. I suppose this counts as closure."
Then he keeled over.
At the same moment, what was left of Light's Death Note burst into holy flames.
"What, what was that? I was just about to get around to killing all the other criminals in the world right after Lelouch!"
But Lelouch died for this world's sins. He also didn't cheapen his death by rising again three days later like a certain religious figure or like SOME CERTAIN FANS WOULD LIKE TO BELIEVE.
"We waited like a year for this? How did Light write down his name? Why are none of the scenes connected? Why don't I get any closure?"
"Lloyd!" Cecile shouted at the poor scientist "Are you on that silly fan fiction site again?"
Well what am I supposed to do? Without any more wars to fight, I don't get to develop any new knightmare frames. Domestic applications of my work is pure heresy to the art of...
"I am right here! Talk to me!"
Damn woman, always looking over my shoulder. Anyway I just spend my days idling around now. Cecile and I were accounted for in the Zero Requiem, and force of habit kept us together. She's better than Rakshata at least. Though her pudding is to die from...
"Don't you mean die for?"
No. No I do not.
AN: I planned on continuing this, but every time I looked back on it, I cried and pitied my younger self for writing it. Too much of an undertaking, too grand schemes, not enough practice. So instead of leaving you all waiting forever, I gave you...this (ugh). It is dubious I will undertake a crossover so lightly in the future...
HAHAHA THAT IS TOTALLY WHAT I WILL BE DOING AS SOON AS FINALS ARE OVER.
Pack it up! Pack it up! We're done with this fic! Won't do any more! Hip hip hoo-raaay!
That's all folks.