This popped in my head twenty minutes ago and I thought it was really funny for some reason. Although, once again, I couldn't come up with an ending, so I ended it at my last thought. I wish it would be winter already... I want cereal.

Adventures in the Guest

The doorbell of the suite rang, or rather it's melancholy tone chimed throughout the... well, you get the point.

Lupin glanced at Jigen, Jigen glancing at Lupin, both wondering if the other was expecting someone.

They knew better than to think Goemon had called someone up, as nobody liked him.

Lupin walked to the door and peered out of the peephole, gasping in horror as he looked away, his body stiff as he leaned against the door.

"What is-?" Jigen had started before Lupin sprung from the door, grabbing Jigen and taking both to the other side of the room.

"Dear God in Heaven, Jigen!" Lupin said in a loud whisper. "I told you he'd come for us! I told you to follow what that pamphlet said! Why didn't you, man?!" By this point Lupin had grabbed Jigen's jacket and was shaking him back and forth.

Jigen was not amused. He didn't know why everything was his fault. It just wasn't fair.

"How do you know Goemon didn't cause whatever the hell you're freaking out about?" Jigen asked as he shoved Lupin away.

Jigen started towards the couch. It was the one place he felt secure.

"Because!" Lupin said in a long drawn out whine. "If I blame him he'll cut me in half! Don't you get it?!"

Jigen didn't, but decided to drop it. "Who's at the door, anyway?" he wondered, almost forgetting about it until the doorbell rang again.

"It's... it's Al Gore!" Lupin said as he bit his nails in fear.

"Holy shit! Why didn't you say something before?!" By this time Jigen was already back to his feet, both he and Lupin panicked and trying to find an escape.

"What do we do, Jigen? What do we do?!" If it were any other time, Lupin would have been ashamed at his voice sounding like some scared schoolgirl.

This was different. This was Al Gore. They weren't messing around.

Fujiko walked out from the bathroom, stopping and staring in confusion as Lupin and Jigen held each other tightly, both sobbing and muttering incoherently.

The doorbell rang again, Fujiko looking away from the train wreck and smiling at the door. "That must be my date," she said happily.

Lupin and Jigen stopped sobbing and looked at her, neither very amused. Realizing they were emitting homosexual waves, they separated.

"This never happened," Lupin said seriously.

"Right," Jigen agreed.

"Oh, Al," Fujiko said as she opened the door.

Al smiled and said she looked lovely, throwing out some green remark as a compliment which Fujiko didn't get, but gladly accepted.

Lupin and Jigen stared at the door as it closed.

"You know what this means, don't you?" Jigen said.

Lupin nodded. "We have to kill her, burn her and then throw her ashes in acid."

Jigen looked at Lupin with a confused look. "I was gonna say we're free of Fujiko for the night, but your idea sounds pretty damn good."

"It's the only way..." Lupin muttered as his eyes stayed on the door. "The only way to save her from Al Gore..."