A/n: As I said this is the end.
Special thanks to: Mrs.Masters, corpsebridefan, DarkAngelmage18, followthesun, Audra Markwell, KibaInu, Cream Blush, BlindBandit13, Giver of Roses, Cass The Homocidal Maniac, corpsebride1994, xDISTURBED-BY-YOUx, Lydia Deetz and CoriOreo
Thanks to those who read but didnt review. Read my other stories (mostly Harry Potter). ByeVictor: I suddenly have the urge to become a Sith.
Emily: Oh, they're still alive.
Victor: I'm afraid so.
Emily: You want them to die?! -slaps Victor-
Victor: -obs and runs off-
While Barkis is gasping after drinking the poison:
Barkis: Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Stayin' alive! Stayin' alive!
Bonejangles: You drank poison you freak. God I hope with him singing he doesn't upstage me back home.
-Victor is slipping on the ice-
Ice: -crack!-
-Victor starts falling in the water-
Victor: I'm pretty f ucked now. -Sinks in the water. He sees Ariel- I second that.
Emily: -Jumping in the water- Hey! He's my husband bitch! -bitch slaps Ariel.-
Ariel: Whatd I do? -Bitch slaps Emily. They're in a cat fight-
-LATER AT A CAMPFIRE-
Victor: Mmm this is good fish. What kind is it?
Emily: That bitch Ariel that tried to steal you from me.
Emily: I thought I'd be married by now. I'm so ready to be married.
Victor: Ew! Don't kiss me with your decaying lips.
Emily: I have to. It's in the script.
Victor: I'd like to know who wrote it.
Emily: John August.
Victor: The writer of Big Fish? My favorite movie. Okay. Carry on then.
(Victor takes Victoria to the land of the dead, the bone boys and bonejangles sing remains of the day. They finish)
BONEJANGLES: Why don't yu sing victor?
VICTORIA: Yeah, i'd love to hear you sing
VICTOR (Sings terriblly) The world is not enough! But it is such a perfect place to start my love! And if you're strong enough, together we can take the world apart! My love
VICTORIA: Stop! Stop! I can't bear it
(Victoria dies)
-Victor is trying to escape to the "upstairs"-again. He's wearing a campflage shirt.-
Emily: Hi Victor.
Victor: No! You can't see me! I'm invisible!
Victor: (to deceased Barkis as he's being dragged by the dead) You will remember this as the day you almost killed... Victor Van Dort!
