Author's Notes: Here's the sequal to the first, happening right after Weiss' show. Schwarz humor is hard! So this part might be a lot worse than what I expected. Whether you like it or not, I think I'll let you decide. Either way, please enjoy. I think I might stop it here... but if I don't, I think the assassins are going to be doing tv shows next... no, I can't imagine it. It's a thought.
Schwarz on Radio
Schu: What in the world happened here?
Nagi: It looks like my room!
Schu: You're right, this mess does look like a pigsty.
Nagi: What did you say?!
Schu: I said it--
Brad: We're on air.
Schu: Really? Really? Hello! Can the whole world hear me?
Nagi: They can, but probably don't want to.
Schu: I've been hearing the world long enough. Did I have a choice? Huh? Huh? Huh?
Brad: That's enough, Schuldich. We aren't here to play.
Farf: Weiss made this mess.
Nagi: Brad, why do we have to bring him along?
Schu: Cause I said so.
Brad: We need him here.
Farf: You need me here.
Schu: Did you get a vision of that, Bradley?
Brad: No, and stop calling me that.
Nagi: I thought you said we're on air.
Brad: We are.
Farf: Does this mean we can hurt God?
Nagi: Then why aren't we doing anything?
Brad: Farfarello, NO. It's not the time yet.
Farf: It's not time to hurt God? It's always time to make him cry!
Nagi: That was not what he said. He was talking to me.
Schu: Mou... I can't believe it. Farfarello's more interesting than Bradley.
Brad: Stop calling me that!
Schu: But you're being so boring, Bradley!
Nagi: Uh...we'll be right back after these messages.
Commercial about the white crosses for sale starts again.
Brad: Hmph.
Schu: Those flower boys really don't have taste. What a stupid thing to sell.
Nagi: Whew! If I didn't put that commercial on and Tot hears us on air like that, I don't know what she'll think!
Schu: Do you want to know? I can tell you that right now, though I doubt I want to. Tot, ew.
Nagi: What did you say?
Schu: Do you want a repeat? I said, "Tot, ew."
Nagi: I dare you to repeat that again!
Brad: Nagi, that's enough. The time is almost near.
There is a mention of 'God' in the commercial.
Farf: The LIAR!
Schu: Oh great. Here he goes again.
Nagi: It was lucky we placed him in his straight jacket first.
Brad: He is a necessary evil.
Schu: Aren't we all necessary evils?
Farf: Blood! KILL!
Nagi: Aw, Farf, just be quiet. And Brad, you still haven't told us why he's here.
Schu: I can just bet he's not going to.
Nagi: You're probably right. Ugh. I hate agreeing with you.
Schu: Thank you, I'll take that as a compliment.
The commercial ends.
Schu: That's it, I'm taking over the show.
Nagi: You're going to what?
Schu: I said I'm taking over the show. Do I have to repeat myself again?
Brad: Schuldich, I cannot allow you to do that.
Schu: Why? I'm the only one that knows how to run a show!
Brad: I can foresee that if you run this show, we'll waste it like Weiss did.
Nagi: We don't need a precog to see THAT!
Schu: Hey, what did you mean by that?
Nagi: I mean, you can't run anything.
Farf: He runs shows at bars pretty well.
Nagi: Farf, I did not need to know that.
Brad: I just don't want to know how.
Schu: Bradley, I'm so hurt.
Brad: Be quiet. Now is the time.
Nagi: Time for what?
Brad: To start our show.
Schu: Weren't we doing that already?
Brad: No, that was the remainder of the Weiss' show.
S&N: Ohhh.
Farf: Is now the time to hurt God?
Schu: I'm tempted to say 'Yes' just to see some action.
Farf: Yes? YIYIYIYIYI! DIE!!
Nagi: NO!!!
[CRASH, SMASH, SHATTER] (sounds of things breaking could be heard again)
Brad: I knew that was going to happen.
Schu: Hey, you could have stopped him.
Brad: There's no point in doing so.
Schu: True.
Farf: Let me go!
Nagi: Schuldich, help me out here!
Schu: Nah, you're doing fine.
Nagi: Schuldich!
Schu: Nagi!
Brad: Stop it both of you.
Nagi: What about Farf?
Brad: He'll be fine. He'll just go off to break a few crosses.
Schu: Hey, if he does that, our profit in those things will lessen.
Brad: ...You're right. On second hand, stop him, Nagi.
Nagi: ARGH!
Farf: Ach! God....hurts....
[THUMP] (the sound of something heavy hitting the ground)
Schu: You knocked him out! Way to go!
Nagi: You could have helped.
Schu: Hey, you handled it fine, kid.
Nagi: I'm not a kid!
Schu: You're still underage!
Nagi: So what?
Brad: Stop it, we're on air. I don't want this to mess up like Weiss'.
Schu: Who cares about them? Anyway, I'm running this show. I can say what I want.
Nagi: Not this again.
Brad: You are not going to run this show, Schuldich.
Nagi: You know, we don't even know what we're going to do on this show yet.
Brad: And half of it is over already.
Schu: Already!? You're wasting my time! Let me get on with my show!
A soft version of Este starts to play to cover their voices.
Schu: Hey, how come it's Bradley's song!? It's my show, shouldn't it be my album?!
Brad: You can't sing. Your song will scare all the listeners away.
Nagi: ...if there's even any listeners that is.
Schu: You hurt me, Bradley.
Brad: Stop whining. You won't get anything that way.
Schu: Does that mean I'll get something if I stop?
Nagi: I know I'll get something even if you don't get any.
Schu: And what's that?
B&N: Peace and quiet.
Schu: This is so unfair!
Nagi: Quit whining. You're being a big baby.
Schu: You're the one that's in love with the three years old Tot.
Nagi: She's not three years old!
Brad: Before this gets any worse, I order the two of you to stop!
Schu: Ooh, Bradley-kin is being so scary.
Brad: How come I didn't foresee this? If I did, I won't be here today.
Nagi: And leave me here alone with them?! I'm going to go insane like Farfarello!
Brad: One person going insane is better than two.
The song ends.
Schu: Next time, I'm playing my song.
Brad: Uh, hum. We're on air again.
Schu: Good! Now, before our time is up, I'd like to introduce myself to the world. I'm Schuldich, and I will be talking to you for the rest of the show.
Nagi: Brad, I want to knock him unconscious like Farfarello.
Brad: Farfarello won't stay knocked out for long.
Nagi: I hit him pretty hard though.
Brad: Something will wake him up.
Schu: I know how all of you want to talk to me. If you do, call the number...
Brad: 3....2....1....
Schu: GOD DAMNITS, that's G-O-D and D-A-M-N-I-T-S...
Farf: KILL THE LIAR!!!!
Schu: It was just a joke, Farf!
Farf: YIYIYIYIYIYI!!!!
Schu: I did not say YES to it being time to hurt God!
[BOOM, CRASH, CLANG, BONG, SLAM!] (The sounds of things breaking, falling, shattering, ripping, and the door going off its hinges could be heard.)
Brad: I told you.
Nagi: Schuldich is an idiot.
Brad: I am not staying to pay for the distruction of here.
Nagi: Half of it is done by Schuldich and Farfarello.
Brad: And the other half is done by Weiss.
Nagi: If we left, would they bill Weiss instead?
Brad: Most likely. In fact, I can foresee it.
Nagi: Then we should get going. We're going to save a lot, aren't we?
Brad: And Weiss will get an incredibly long bill.
Nagi: I can just imagine red head's face.
Brad: We need to find Farfarello and Schuldich now.
Nagi: Ah, they can have a bit more fun together.
Brad: Nagi, let's go. Having Farfarello's knife stabbing for his stomach is hardly considered fun, even with Schuldich's twisted pleasures.
Nagi: You never know, he might actually like it.
Brad: On second thought, you're right.
[BAM...BOOM!] (the sound of fading footsteps followed by the room collapsing could be heard.)
Static.
THE END...?
Schwarz on Radio
Schu: What in the world happened here?
Nagi: It looks like my room!
Schu: You're right, this mess does look like a pigsty.
Nagi: What did you say?!
Schu: I said it--
Brad: We're on air.
Schu: Really? Really? Hello! Can the whole world hear me?
Nagi: They can, but probably don't want to.
Schu: I've been hearing the world long enough. Did I have a choice? Huh? Huh? Huh?
Brad: That's enough, Schuldich. We aren't here to play.
Farf: Weiss made this mess.
Nagi: Brad, why do we have to bring him along?
Schu: Cause I said so.
Brad: We need him here.
Farf: You need me here.
Schu: Did you get a vision of that, Bradley?
Brad: No, and stop calling me that.
Nagi: I thought you said we're on air.
Brad: We are.
Farf: Does this mean we can hurt God?
Nagi: Then why aren't we doing anything?
Brad: Farfarello, NO. It's not the time yet.
Farf: It's not time to hurt God? It's always time to make him cry!
Nagi: That was not what he said. He was talking to me.
Schu: Mou... I can't believe it. Farfarello's more interesting than Bradley.
Brad: Stop calling me that!
Schu: But you're being so boring, Bradley!
Nagi: Uh...we'll be right back after these messages.
Commercial about the white crosses for sale starts again.
Brad: Hmph.
Schu: Those flower boys really don't have taste. What a stupid thing to sell.
Nagi: Whew! If I didn't put that commercial on and Tot hears us on air like that, I don't know what she'll think!
Schu: Do you want to know? I can tell you that right now, though I doubt I want to. Tot, ew.
Nagi: What did you say?
Schu: Do you want a repeat? I said, "Tot, ew."
Nagi: I dare you to repeat that again!
Brad: Nagi, that's enough. The time is almost near.
There is a mention of 'God' in the commercial.
Farf: The LIAR!
Schu: Oh great. Here he goes again.
Nagi: It was lucky we placed him in his straight jacket first.
Brad: He is a necessary evil.
Schu: Aren't we all necessary evils?
Farf: Blood! KILL!
Nagi: Aw, Farf, just be quiet. And Brad, you still haven't told us why he's here.
Schu: I can just bet he's not going to.
Nagi: You're probably right. Ugh. I hate agreeing with you.
Schu: Thank you, I'll take that as a compliment.
The commercial ends.
Schu: That's it, I'm taking over the show.
Nagi: You're going to what?
Schu: I said I'm taking over the show. Do I have to repeat myself again?
Brad: Schuldich, I cannot allow you to do that.
Schu: Why? I'm the only one that knows how to run a show!
Brad: I can foresee that if you run this show, we'll waste it like Weiss did.
Nagi: We don't need a precog to see THAT!
Schu: Hey, what did you mean by that?
Nagi: I mean, you can't run anything.
Farf: He runs shows at bars pretty well.
Nagi: Farf, I did not need to know that.
Brad: I just don't want to know how.
Schu: Bradley, I'm so hurt.
Brad: Be quiet. Now is the time.
Nagi: Time for what?
Brad: To start our show.
Schu: Weren't we doing that already?
Brad: No, that was the remainder of the Weiss' show.
S&N: Ohhh.
Farf: Is now the time to hurt God?
Schu: I'm tempted to say 'Yes' just to see some action.
Farf: Yes? YIYIYIYIYI! DIE!!
Nagi: NO!!!
[CRASH, SMASH, SHATTER] (sounds of things breaking could be heard again)
Brad: I knew that was going to happen.
Schu: Hey, you could have stopped him.
Brad: There's no point in doing so.
Schu: True.
Farf: Let me go!
Nagi: Schuldich, help me out here!
Schu: Nah, you're doing fine.
Nagi: Schuldich!
Schu: Nagi!
Brad: Stop it both of you.
Nagi: What about Farf?
Brad: He'll be fine. He'll just go off to break a few crosses.
Schu: Hey, if he does that, our profit in those things will lessen.
Brad: ...You're right. On second hand, stop him, Nagi.
Nagi: ARGH!
Farf: Ach! God....hurts....
[THUMP] (the sound of something heavy hitting the ground)
Schu: You knocked him out! Way to go!
Nagi: You could have helped.
Schu: Hey, you handled it fine, kid.
Nagi: I'm not a kid!
Schu: You're still underage!
Nagi: So what?
Brad: Stop it, we're on air. I don't want this to mess up like Weiss'.
Schu: Who cares about them? Anyway, I'm running this show. I can say what I want.
Nagi: Not this again.
Brad: You are not going to run this show, Schuldich.
Nagi: You know, we don't even know what we're going to do on this show yet.
Brad: And half of it is over already.
Schu: Already!? You're wasting my time! Let me get on with my show!
A soft version of Este starts to play to cover their voices.
Schu: Hey, how come it's Bradley's song!? It's my show, shouldn't it be my album?!
Brad: You can't sing. Your song will scare all the listeners away.
Nagi: ...if there's even any listeners that is.
Schu: You hurt me, Bradley.
Brad: Stop whining. You won't get anything that way.
Schu: Does that mean I'll get something if I stop?
Nagi: I know I'll get something even if you don't get any.
Schu: And what's that?
B&N: Peace and quiet.
Schu: This is so unfair!
Nagi: Quit whining. You're being a big baby.
Schu: You're the one that's in love with the three years old Tot.
Nagi: She's not three years old!
Brad: Before this gets any worse, I order the two of you to stop!
Schu: Ooh, Bradley-kin is being so scary.
Brad: How come I didn't foresee this? If I did, I won't be here today.
Nagi: And leave me here alone with them?! I'm going to go insane like Farfarello!
Brad: One person going insane is better than two.
The song ends.
Schu: Next time, I'm playing my song.
Brad: Uh, hum. We're on air again.
Schu: Good! Now, before our time is up, I'd like to introduce myself to the world. I'm Schuldich, and I will be talking to you for the rest of the show.
Nagi: Brad, I want to knock him unconscious like Farfarello.
Brad: Farfarello won't stay knocked out for long.
Nagi: I hit him pretty hard though.
Brad: Something will wake him up.
Schu: I know how all of you want to talk to me. If you do, call the number...
Brad: 3....2....1....
Schu: GOD DAMNITS, that's G-O-D and D-A-M-N-I-T-S...
Farf: KILL THE LIAR!!!!
Schu: It was just a joke, Farf!
Farf: YIYIYIYIYIYI!!!!
Schu: I did not say YES to it being time to hurt God!
[BOOM, CRASH, CLANG, BONG, SLAM!] (The sounds of things breaking, falling, shattering, ripping, and the door going off its hinges could be heard.)
Brad: I told you.
Nagi: Schuldich is an idiot.
Brad: I am not staying to pay for the distruction of here.
Nagi: Half of it is done by Schuldich and Farfarello.
Brad: And the other half is done by Weiss.
Nagi: If we left, would they bill Weiss instead?
Brad: Most likely. In fact, I can foresee it.
Nagi: Then we should get going. We're going to save a lot, aren't we?
Brad: And Weiss will get an incredibly long bill.
Nagi: I can just imagine red head's face.
Brad: We need to find Farfarello and Schuldich now.
Nagi: Ah, they can have a bit more fun together.
Brad: Nagi, let's go. Having Farfarello's knife stabbing for his stomach is hardly considered fun, even with Schuldich's twisted pleasures.
Nagi: You never know, he might actually like it.
Brad: On second thought, you're right.
[BAM...BOOM!] (the sound of fading footsteps followed by the room collapsing could be heard.)
Static.
THE END...?