MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Here's Part 2 =^_^= And thanks for all the nice reviews! *blushes*
In the alleyway behind Starwind and Hawking...
"kissOoh you silly...kiss what if someone's watching us?"
"I don't care. slobberI don't care about anything anymore.fondleNot my brother, not Gene...lick not anything."
"Ohh Harry...siiiiigh"
"Melfina...siiiiiiigh"
In their respective locations, Ron MacDougal and Gene Starwind both sneezed.
Jim blinked. "Gettin' a cold, Gene?"
Gene shrugged. "Dunno... so how about we go fix that little dubbing problem?"
Jim nodded. "Hell yeah!"
And so, our two heroes were off to save the authoress' sanity before it was time for the hot springs' episode to air(think the Tenchi epidoes... THEY PAINTED FRIGGIN BATHING SUITS ON THEM!).
Gene stopped in his tracks suddenly.
Jim looked up at his partner. "What is it, Gene?"
Gene arched an eyebrow. "There's a hot springs episode!?" He was suddenly QUITE giddy.
Jim sighed. "Duhh... how do you think you got those caster shells near the end of the series that do the cool suck-up-the-bad-guy-and-kill-it thing while it drains life from you?"
Gene blinked. "Oh yeah."
"By the way..." Jim added "your hairdo at the end of the series sucks."
"Shut it."
"Just trying to get in as many spoilers as I can for all the little Toonami heads reading at home." Jim grinned and smiled to the readers.
Gene blinked. "Ohh! I get it! You mean at the end of the series when I-"
Jim shook his head. "Only so many spoilers per fic, Gene. We don't wanna piss off TOO many people. I mean...c'mon: Shini-chan didn't even put up a spoiler warning."
"Oh."
At Fred's...
"Sir?!"
Fred grinned cutely. "You heard me! Once the satellite's destroyed tell Gene if he wants his payment sooooo badly he needs to come here!"
Bobby the bodyguard, who, until the last fic, had no name at all, nodded in compliance to the heir. "Yes sir..." Blushing, he walked off, knnowing damn well what his boss had plans for.
Fred sat relaxed at his desk. His jet black hair all up in a towel, and wearing a fuzzy purple bathrobe while one of his legs rested on his desk. Smiling to himself, he turned the page in Vogue.
"Fred Luo." A voice interrupted his leisure time.
Looking up from his magazine, rather disusted, Fred was quite shocked to see Suzuka standing there. "Um...yes?" He asked sheepishly, getting ready to duck under his desk.
Suzuka smiled cunningly. "I've come for your life."
"Agaaaaain?!" Fred whined. "Why THIS time?"
Almost getting dramatic, Suzuka quitely said... "because *I* love Gene too! And I'll be damned if a Nancy-boy like you steals him from me!"
Fred blinked. "A...are you feeling okay, Suzuka?"
Suzuka shrugged and laughed. "Just joking! I found this awful awful thing written on the internet and just HAAAD to show you it. Here." Suzuka tossed Fred a sheet of paper with what looked like a short story on it.
Looking it over as he read, Fred's face took on a look of boredom. "This is pretty much part of an episode in written form." He waved it around over his head, unamused. "And it doesn't mention you loving Gene at all."
Suzuka sighed. "I know..." her eyes widened. "Is that a copy of Vogue?"
Fred blushed and tossed the incriminating magazine through a rather conveniently placed window. "Are you insane?! It was Hustler!"
"...sure it was. We all KNOW you love Gene. You tell him every chance you get."
Fred grinned and flung the towel off his head, tossing his hair triumphantly over his shoulder. "I knowwww!"
Suzuka sweatdropped. 'I have GOT to meet new people before I get to be weirdo like the ones I know now...' she thought critically of the smitten young man infront of her.
Once out near the satellite, Gene grinned. "Three million wong, here we come!"
Jim nodded and fired at the satellite.
Both young men were in shock when nothing happened to it.
Jim blinked.
Gene blinked.
Then, the little pink Giliam blinked too...
"WHAT THE HELL?!!?" Echoed through out the blackness of space.
=^_~=
See you, Space Cowboy
In the alleyway behind Starwind and Hawking...
"kissOoh you silly...kiss what if someone's watching us?"
"I don't care. slobberI don't care about anything anymore.fondleNot my brother, not Gene...lick not anything."
"Ohh Harry...siiiiigh"
"Melfina...siiiiiiigh"
In their respective locations, Ron MacDougal and Gene Starwind both sneezed.
Jim blinked. "Gettin' a cold, Gene?"
Gene shrugged. "Dunno... so how about we go fix that little dubbing problem?"
Jim nodded. "Hell yeah!"
And so, our two heroes were off to save the authoress' sanity before it was time for the hot springs' episode to air(think the Tenchi epidoes... THEY PAINTED FRIGGIN BATHING SUITS ON THEM!).
Gene stopped in his tracks suddenly.
Jim looked up at his partner. "What is it, Gene?"
Gene arched an eyebrow. "There's a hot springs episode!?" He was suddenly QUITE giddy.
Jim sighed. "Duhh... how do you think you got those caster shells near the end of the series that do the cool suck-up-the-bad-guy-and-kill-it thing while it drains life from you?"
Gene blinked. "Oh yeah."
"By the way..." Jim added "your hairdo at the end of the series sucks."
"Shut it."
"Just trying to get in as many spoilers as I can for all the little Toonami heads reading at home." Jim grinned and smiled to the readers.
Gene blinked. "Ohh! I get it! You mean at the end of the series when I-"
Jim shook his head. "Only so many spoilers per fic, Gene. We don't wanna piss off TOO many people. I mean...c'mon: Shini-chan didn't even put up a spoiler warning."
"Oh."
At Fred's...
"Sir?!"
Fred grinned cutely. "You heard me! Once the satellite's destroyed tell Gene if he wants his payment sooooo badly he needs to come here!"
Bobby the bodyguard, who, until the last fic, had no name at all, nodded in compliance to the heir. "Yes sir..." Blushing, he walked off, knnowing damn well what his boss had plans for.
Fred sat relaxed at his desk. His jet black hair all up in a towel, and wearing a fuzzy purple bathrobe while one of his legs rested on his desk. Smiling to himself, he turned the page in Vogue.
"Fred Luo." A voice interrupted his leisure time.
Looking up from his magazine, rather disusted, Fred was quite shocked to see Suzuka standing there. "Um...yes?" He asked sheepishly, getting ready to duck under his desk.
Suzuka smiled cunningly. "I've come for your life."
"Agaaaaain?!" Fred whined. "Why THIS time?"
Almost getting dramatic, Suzuka quitely said... "because *I* love Gene too! And I'll be damned if a Nancy-boy like you steals him from me!"
Fred blinked. "A...are you feeling okay, Suzuka?"
Suzuka shrugged and laughed. "Just joking! I found this awful awful thing written on the internet and just HAAAD to show you it. Here." Suzuka tossed Fred a sheet of paper with what looked like a short story on it.
Looking it over as he read, Fred's face took on a look of boredom. "This is pretty much part of an episode in written form." He waved it around over his head, unamused. "And it doesn't mention you loving Gene at all."
Suzuka sighed. "I know..." her eyes widened. "Is that a copy of Vogue?"
Fred blushed and tossed the incriminating magazine through a rather conveniently placed window. "Are you insane?! It was Hustler!"
"...sure it was. We all KNOW you love Gene. You tell him every chance you get."
Fred grinned and flung the towel off his head, tossing his hair triumphantly over his shoulder. "I knowwww!"
Suzuka sweatdropped. 'I have GOT to meet new people before I get to be weirdo like the ones I know now...' she thought critically of the smitten young man infront of her.
Once out near the satellite, Gene grinned. "Three million wong, here we come!"
Jim nodded and fired at the satellite.
Both young men were in shock when nothing happened to it.
Jim blinked.
Gene blinked.
Then, the little pink Giliam blinked too...
"WHAT THE HELL?!!?" Echoed through out the blackness of space.
=^_~=
See you, Space Cowboy