Authoress' notes: This fanfic/parody was started by me about two years ago. Needless to say, I never finished it. I got rather distracted with the other things that were going on in my life. I hope to finish this soon though, now that I have the time and reason to do it! ^_^ I love ReBoot, I love SailorMoon. I read somewhere a parody in which the Scouts had gone to Mainframe, so I thought, what if the Mainframers came to the world of the Scouts.... so I started to created this. It's weird... and I'm not too good with technical jargon, so don't mind me if I'm totally way off on any of this, it's just me pretending to know stuff that I don't (and it's quite fun and empowering, too! :) ) And recently I've just discovered that the wonderful makers of ReBoot are coming up with a new season to be aired in Canada this fall!!!!!!! Hey, anybody from Canada wanna tape it and send me some tapes? I'd be much obliged!!! ^_^ (of course I pay for shipping and handling and blank tape costs and all that!) Whew... back to the topic at hand: Please read and enjoy part three out of ? parts of my Reboot/SailorMoon crossover fanfic :) and now on to the disclaimer:

Disclaimer: I, Callisto, own none of the characters in this fanfiction. Everything, besides the most of the plot, is to be credited to the wonderful makers of ReBoot and SailorMoon. I love you guys!! And please don't try to sue me, unless you wanna pay your lawyers to receive all that I have, which is basically a penny. College students really don't have much to offer, and neither do their parents ^_~ so it would be rather pointless anyway...

Now, on to the story!

Three

By the time Amy sat down on the chair, it was too late, the screen went black. The words "System Overload" flashed on the screen.

"No!" Amy cried and got out of her seat.

Just then a huge popping noise sounded and the computer's screen exploded sending six people sprawling all over the floor. Serena got up and went to the door, not noticing the extra people.

"I'm alright dad, just fell off the chair!" she called down.

"What?" her mom shouted for she couldn't hear a thing because she had earplugs for some strange reason and her father and brother were out getting party supplies, "Nevermind," she called down to her mother.

"Whoa, what was that?" a man's voice said from behind her.

Serena turned around to get a face-ful of a big blue face and immediately reacted with an, "AHHHH!"

Bob took a step back covering his ears, "I didn't mean to scare you like that, I'm sorry," he exclaimed.

"Oh, what happened?" Dot stood up from the bed followed by Enzo.

Wordlessly, Amy stood up and backed away from the place where she was laying. A low growl sounded from the side of Serena's bed.

"Nice doggy," Amy said quietly not looking away from the unseen creature, "Serena, help. Nice dog, good dog..."

Dot looked around, "They seem nice enough. Enzo, get Frisket to calm down."

"No problem Dot! Frisket, down boy."

"Well, uh, where are we?" Bob asked.

"Don't you know? You're in my room-"

"Frisket, I said down!"

Growl.

"Yes, I see that..." Bob looked around and then whispered to Dot, "It does look like a game, doesn't it?" and then turned back to Serena, "but what do you call this place and who are you?" Bob looked around taking in the scenery and wondering who the user was.

"Umm, well-"

"Frisket, back off!"

"Enzo, what's wrong with you? Can't you get him to settle down," Dot glared at Enzo and walked over to Frisket, "Frisket, sit!" Amazingly, Frisket obeyed Dot's command. (hehe, pun intended)

"Frisket, what's wrong?" Enzo tried to pet the red and gold canine but quickly pulled away when it growled at him. "Boy, Dot, is his bitmap scrambled or what?"

"Bitmaps? That's a computer term," Amy noted, "and thank you for helping me out with your dog."

Bob started jumping up and down, "You still haven't answered my question!"

Serena thought to herself, "Sheesh, he might be even worse than me!" She grinned. "First, tell us who you guys are and why you're in MY room."

"Oh, excuse me... I'm Bob, Guardian 254, no 524... no 425? Wait I got it, I'm Bob, Guardian 452, defender of the sector this game has landed on, are you the user?"

"What's a user?" Serena asked.

"Huh, you don't know what a user is?" Bob was confuddled.

"No."

"Hmm..." Bob thought and a light turned on, "If she doesn't know WHAT a user is, she- they must be users themselves!" He clicked his icon, "ReBoot!"

Nothing happened.

"What the-" he looked down at his unchanged format, "This is bad, very bad."

Serena looked over at Amy, "What's reboot mean?"

Amy hesitated, "Well, it's-"

Without a moment hesitation, Bob attacked Serena, "Glitch, stats!" Glitch didn't respond. bob tapped the keytool, all the while Serena was screaming her brains out and Amy took out her communicator to call all the other scouts for help. "Glitch? Glitch, stats!" Bob looked at Serena and started choking her.

Upon seeing this, Amy rushed over to Serena but was stopped and attacked by Dot and Enzo.

"Ok, first I'm not able to boot into the game and now Glitch doesn't work?!," Bob started getting hysterical at this moment in time, "What did you do?!"

Serena looked up at him, "I -I didn't do anything, honest! Ack! You're hurting me! Waaaaaaah! And you-you broke my computer! *sniff sniff* Waaaaaah!"

"Hey, what are you doing?" Amy cried out, "We didn't do anything to you!"

"Venus Love Chain Encircle!"

"Mars Celestial Fire Surround!"

"Jupiter Thunder Crash!"

Three blows knocked the ReBooters off Amy and Serena.

"I am SailorVenus!"

"SailorMars!"

"SailorJupiter!"

And in one voice the scouts continued, "Stop messing around with our friends! You shall be slited! Slited?"

SailorMars looked up at the ceiling, "Don't you mean smited?"

The Zoicite voice boomed down again, "Hehe, oops, typo... Won't happen again."

SailorMars looked up again, "Thank you," and started mumbling something about idiotic fumbling writers these days.

Amy however noticed that smited isn't even a word...

"Glitch? Oh, come on work, Glitch stats!" bob whined.

"How about something that does work. Frisket, get 'em!" Enzo shouted.

Frisket just sat there and growled at the young sprite.

"Oh come on Enzo, you should take him to obedience school," Dot complained, "Frisket, get 'em!"

Frisket jumped at the three SailorScouts.

"Mercury Bubbles Blast!"

Frisket stopped in midair, he couldn't see where he was going.

"I am SailorMercury!"

Three sighs of relief sounded, "Thanks Mercury."

"Ah, I can't see," Serena cried out.

Four sighs heavily dripping of sweatdrops sound, "Serena?"

Boom!

Crash!

"Ouch!"

"What was that?"

"All this cursored fog! I can't see a thing!"

Bang!

"Hey, who bumped into me?"

Mercury's bubble fog soon lifted revealing Serena's now totally wrecked room with the Scouts and ReBooters all sitting on the floor holding either their foot or head (or butt) in agony.

"Tube..." Enzo muttered.

From somewhere under the bed a body jumped out, "Hey guys!"

"AndrAIa? where've you been?" Enzo exclaimed.

AndrAIa pointed to the bed, "Under there. I was talking to Monsieur Canard, the duck," she raised a rubber ducky to the air for show, "He has a lot to say and he is very interesting. Did you know that there are exactly 53 dust bunnies living under there?" she pointed to the bed again.

"What's a dust bunny?" Enzo asked.

AndrAIa shrugged, "I do not know. Monsieur Canard? What is a dust bunny?" She held the plastic duck's beak up to her ear, "...oh..."

"He does not know what a dust bunny is either. He says he heard that from the sock."

"Hey, that's my rubber ducky! Get your grubby hands off it!" Serena squealed and lunged at AndrAIa.

"Go Serena!" Jupiter cried out.

""No! AndrAIa!" Enzo called out, "kick her bitmap!"

"More computer jargon? I don't get it," Mercury shrugged.

Serena and AndrAIa were fighting each other when Serena suddenly stopped. AndrAIa took this chance and slapped Serena's face.

"Owie!" Serena cried and quickly composed herself, "She's coming! Everyone hide!"

Quickly, Serena shooed everyone into a hiding spot and the scouts detransformed into their everyday teenage selves.

Silence (except for that ubiquitous pounding of feet on the stars).

Suddenly, the door slammed open and there she stood, steam escaping through her ears and a grimace that even made Frisket shudder...