Author's Notes: Bunny: *wails* IT'S SO SAD!! WAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!
Julia: *covers her ears* She's upset about the fact that this story is almost over...
I think we're going to have to make her a 12-Step Program...
Bunny: WWWWWAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimers: WWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rated W for Wailing...
Sailor Prune and the Sailor Laxatives
Act 6 Scene 1
Inside Dr. Dre's Lair... (We use that word too much...)
M+M: (whispering) Ok... We got to think of some plan to distract Turban Boy...
Prostetute: (whispering) Like what?
Mourner: (whispering) Something that will keep him occupied for a while...
Like in a daze...
Mercenary: (whispering) I say we shoot him!
Safety: (whispering) We want to end his record deal! Not kill him!
Jamaica: (whispering) Says who?
Nirvana: (whispering) Just shut up!
M+M: (whispering) Hey, Sets, why dont you.. ya know... "distract" him...
Prostetue: MAMORU!! I'M NOT A WHORE!!!
M+M: Coulda fooled me!
Uranus: SHUT UP!!
Narrator: Hehehehe...
Dr. Dre: Who's there?!
Prune: SHIT! Do your stuff!!
Prostetute: Ugh!
Narrator: Just as Dr. Dre is about to turn on the light Prostetute throws herself on him. ^^;
Dr. Dre: AHH!!
Prostetute: Hey there, Dre baby!
Dr: Dre: Hey... Aren't you one of those Laxatives people? What are you
doing here?!
Prostetute: Well... (very sexy voice) I thought you looked so... irresistable
in that turban... So... I thought you and I could... you know...
Dr. Dre: (blushes uncontrollably) Err... B-but...
Prostetute: (pulls of her fuku to reveal sexy lingerie)
Dr. Dre: (gulps)
Narrator: Prostetute begins to po-
Prune: (clasps a hand over her mouth and whispers) Be quiet!! Dr. Dre
will hear you!
Narrator: (whispering) Then who the hell's gonna narate?!
Mercenary: (whispering) We don't need a friggin narrator, jackass!
Jamaica: (whispering) Just shut up, man! We're gonna get caught!
Prostetute: (Begins to pose for Dr. Dre in very sexy, and suggestive ways
keeping Dre QUITE busy... hehe...)
All the girls (minus Sets) and M+M: (sneak behind Prostetute, but not without
M+M drooling at her, and make their way to Dr. Dre's recording room)
Narrator: NOW can I narate?!
Mourner: The question isn't "can" you, it's "may" you, dude.
Uranus: She's got a point there...
Narrator: Shut up YER-anus!!
Uranus: Bite me, asswad!
Varsity: Ewwww...
Jamaica: Hey! Look, over there!!
Narrator: Everyone turns to see four shadowed figures standing in the
corner of Dr. Dre's recording studio. Mercenary flips on the light switch
which illuminates the four.
M+M: Who are you guys?!
Figure 1: Ai no seigo no! Seeraa fuku no bishoujou senshi! Seeraa Chibi
Purune!
Prune and M+M: (blinks) Um... Right...
Safety: Could we have that in English please?
Jamaica: Um... Man, we speak Japanese, not English...
Uranus: She's got a point there...
Mercenary: STOP DOING THAT! WE KNOW SHE MADE A POINT, OK?! JUST SHUT UP!!!
M+M: (5 seconds later).... wow...
Bunny: Chibi-Usa?!!
Julia: Who the hell let her in this script?!
Bunny: (flips through the script) Umm... Julia..?
Julia: Yeah?
Bunny: (points) That's what the script says...
Julia: We wrote her in?! Wait a minute... Wasn't that the night when I
slept over and you bought that Chibi-Usa toy from Blockbuster?
Bunny: Oh yeah! And then you hung her from the ceiling fan!
Julia: Yeah yeah!
Chibi-Prune: What...?
Bunny: That's what it says next in the script too! Hehehe...
Julia: Oh right! Now I remember! All right! Guys, do your stuff!
Narrator: Julia and Bunny suddenly dissapear just as quickly as they came...
Actually, they just kind of ran off stage... but that's ok...
M+M: Kill her!!
Narrator: Everyone attacks Sailor Chibi-Prune (even Safety!!) and the other three figures
just stare in confusion. Before Chibi-Prune knows it, she's got a rope
strung around her neck. God only knows where they got the rope tied a la
hanging style from... I'm telling you... That prop room is messed up...
Safety: You know... Maybe we shouldn't be doing this... I mean she's onl-
Nirvana: Don't defend the spore!
Mercenary: Just kill her!!
Prune: (ties her to a fan and turns it on high)
Narrator: Everyone pulls on something similiar to a rain slicker to protect
their clothes from Chibi-Prune's body parts splattering everywhere. Eww...
Figure 2: Um... Hello, dudes? I don't think that was very nice...
Varsity: OMG! It's, like, Yaten-kun!!
Yaten: Sailor Star Hippie! Stage... ON!
Narrator: (sweatdrops) It just get's crazier and crazier... God help us all...
Julia: Hey! I thought we weren't putting the transvestites in this script?!
Figure 3: We are NOT transvestites!
Bunny: Oh bullshit!! Stop denying it!
Mourner: It's a lack of self-esteem...
Mercenary: Hey... Aren't you... Taiki-kun?
Taiki: Sailor Star Makeshift! Stage... ON!
Prune: Makeshift...?
Makeshift: I'm a bum... I work in a sweatshop...
M+M: Ok... You do that... BUNNY! JULIA! WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU GUYS BEEN SMOKING?!
Bunny: Er... Don't hurt me...
Julia: Only the usual...
Uranus: What's "the usual?"
Bunny: The stuff we find in Tuxie's underwear drawer...
M+M: I told you not to tell!!
Safety: That isn't safe... Not only for your bodies... But for the environment,
too. SAVE THE WHALES!!!
Jamaica: O..k.. That was... random...
Varsity: RANDOM IS MY WORD!!
Mercenary: Asswhole...
Figure 4: (whistles) Yoo-hoo! Over here!
Varsity: Yoo-hoo?! Where?! Where?! I love that stuff!!
Figure 4: NOT THE DRINK!!!
Varsity: Oh...
Prune: Oh! It's.. It's... you!
M+M: Aw, shit...
Figure 4: Sailor Star F***er! Stage... ON!!
Everyone: (sweatdrops so heavy they fall over)
WWWWHHHHHAAAAAA???!!!!!!!!!
F***er: I'm a pimp, yo. You got a problem wid dat, bitches?
M+M: (mumbles under his breath) A pimp, huh...? He thinks he's a pimp...
I'll give him a mother f*cking pimp..!
Narrator: Tuxie stands up, pulls at his bunch up pants, ¬_¬;
We didn't need to know that... And walks up to Seiya.
F***er: Yeah? What you want, bitch?
M+M: (whispers evilly) I'm going to kill you now...
F***er: (eye twitches) Er...
*Something else happened between here, but Julia and I were talking on
the phone and got a writer's block. We're not too sure what really
happpened, but Seiya is alive and living a pimpoliciouis life! And,
we're also not too sure how we got the Lights in Dr. Dre's Recording Studio,
let's just pretend they we're being held hostage! I mean, they are part
girl right?*
Author's Notes: WAAAAHHHHHH!!!!
(P.S. We don't own Yoo-hoo or Blockbuster! We do, however, own the word
"pimpolicious"!!)
Julia: *covers her ears* She's upset about the fact that this story is almost over...
I think we're going to have to make her a 12-Step Program...
Bunny: WWWWWAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimers: WWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rated W for Wailing...
Sailor Prune and the Sailor Laxatives
Act 6 Scene 1
Inside Dr. Dre's Lair... (We use that word too much...)
M+M: (whispering) Ok... We got to think of some plan to distract Turban Boy...
Prostetute: (whispering) Like what?
Mourner: (whispering) Something that will keep him occupied for a while...
Like in a daze...
Mercenary: (whispering) I say we shoot him!
Safety: (whispering) We want to end his record deal! Not kill him!
Jamaica: (whispering) Says who?
Nirvana: (whispering) Just shut up!
M+M: (whispering) Hey, Sets, why dont you.. ya know... "distract" him...
Prostetue: MAMORU!! I'M NOT A WHORE!!!
M+M: Coulda fooled me!
Uranus: SHUT UP!!
Narrator: Hehehehe...
Dr. Dre: Who's there?!
Prune: SHIT! Do your stuff!!
Prostetute: Ugh!
Narrator: Just as Dr. Dre is about to turn on the light Prostetute throws herself on him. ^^;
Dr. Dre: AHH!!
Prostetute: Hey there, Dre baby!
Dr: Dre: Hey... Aren't you one of those Laxatives people? What are you
doing here?!
Prostetute: Well... (very sexy voice) I thought you looked so... irresistable
in that turban... So... I thought you and I could... you know...
Dr. Dre: (blushes uncontrollably) Err... B-but...
Prostetute: (pulls of her fuku to reveal sexy lingerie)
Dr. Dre: (gulps)
Narrator: Prostetute begins to po-
Prune: (clasps a hand over her mouth and whispers) Be quiet!! Dr. Dre
will hear you!
Narrator: (whispering) Then who the hell's gonna narate?!
Mercenary: (whispering) We don't need a friggin narrator, jackass!
Jamaica: (whispering) Just shut up, man! We're gonna get caught!
Prostetute: (Begins to pose for Dr. Dre in very sexy, and suggestive ways
keeping Dre QUITE busy... hehe...)
All the girls (minus Sets) and M+M: (sneak behind Prostetute, but not without
M+M drooling at her, and make their way to Dr. Dre's recording room)
Narrator: NOW can I narate?!
Mourner: The question isn't "can" you, it's "may" you, dude.
Uranus: She's got a point there...
Narrator: Shut up YER-anus!!
Uranus: Bite me, asswad!
Varsity: Ewwww...
Jamaica: Hey! Look, over there!!
Narrator: Everyone turns to see four shadowed figures standing in the
corner of Dr. Dre's recording studio. Mercenary flips on the light switch
which illuminates the four.
M+M: Who are you guys?!
Figure 1: Ai no seigo no! Seeraa fuku no bishoujou senshi! Seeraa Chibi
Purune!
Prune and M+M: (blinks) Um... Right...
Safety: Could we have that in English please?
Jamaica: Um... Man, we speak Japanese, not English...
Uranus: She's got a point there...
Mercenary: STOP DOING THAT! WE KNOW SHE MADE A POINT, OK?! JUST SHUT UP!!!
M+M: (5 seconds later).... wow...
Bunny: Chibi-Usa?!!
Julia: Who the hell let her in this script?!
Bunny: (flips through the script) Umm... Julia..?
Julia: Yeah?
Bunny: (points) That's what the script says...
Julia: We wrote her in?! Wait a minute... Wasn't that the night when I
slept over and you bought that Chibi-Usa toy from Blockbuster?
Bunny: Oh yeah! And then you hung her from the ceiling fan!
Julia: Yeah yeah!
Chibi-Prune: What...?
Bunny: That's what it says next in the script too! Hehehe...
Julia: Oh right! Now I remember! All right! Guys, do your stuff!
Narrator: Julia and Bunny suddenly dissapear just as quickly as they came...
Actually, they just kind of ran off stage... but that's ok...
M+M: Kill her!!
Narrator: Everyone attacks Sailor Chibi-Prune (even Safety!!) and the other three figures
just stare in confusion. Before Chibi-Prune knows it, she's got a rope
strung around her neck. God only knows where they got the rope tied a la
hanging style from... I'm telling you... That prop room is messed up...
Safety: You know... Maybe we shouldn't be doing this... I mean she's onl-
Nirvana: Don't defend the spore!
Mercenary: Just kill her!!
Prune: (ties her to a fan and turns it on high)
Narrator: Everyone pulls on something similiar to a rain slicker to protect
their clothes from Chibi-Prune's body parts splattering everywhere. Eww...
Figure 2: Um... Hello, dudes? I don't think that was very nice...
Varsity: OMG! It's, like, Yaten-kun!!
Yaten: Sailor Star Hippie! Stage... ON!
Narrator: (sweatdrops) It just get's crazier and crazier... God help us all...
Julia: Hey! I thought we weren't putting the transvestites in this script?!
Figure 3: We are NOT transvestites!
Bunny: Oh bullshit!! Stop denying it!
Mourner: It's a lack of self-esteem...
Mercenary: Hey... Aren't you... Taiki-kun?
Taiki: Sailor Star Makeshift! Stage... ON!
Prune: Makeshift...?
Makeshift: I'm a bum... I work in a sweatshop...
M+M: Ok... You do that... BUNNY! JULIA! WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU GUYS BEEN SMOKING?!
Bunny: Er... Don't hurt me...
Julia: Only the usual...
Uranus: What's "the usual?"
Bunny: The stuff we find in Tuxie's underwear drawer...
M+M: I told you not to tell!!
Safety: That isn't safe... Not only for your bodies... But for the environment,
too. SAVE THE WHALES!!!
Jamaica: O..k.. That was... random...
Varsity: RANDOM IS MY WORD!!
Mercenary: Asswhole...
Figure 4: (whistles) Yoo-hoo! Over here!
Varsity: Yoo-hoo?! Where?! Where?! I love that stuff!!
Figure 4: NOT THE DRINK!!!
Varsity: Oh...
Prune: Oh! It's.. It's... you!
M+M: Aw, shit...
Figure 4: Sailor Star F***er! Stage... ON!!
Everyone: (sweatdrops so heavy they fall over)
WWWWHHHHHAAAAAA???!!!!!!!!!
F***er: I'm a pimp, yo. You got a problem wid dat, bitches?
M+M: (mumbles under his breath) A pimp, huh...? He thinks he's a pimp...
I'll give him a mother f*cking pimp..!
Narrator: Tuxie stands up, pulls at his bunch up pants, ¬_¬;
We didn't need to know that... And walks up to Seiya.
F***er: Yeah? What you want, bitch?
M+M: (whispers evilly) I'm going to kill you now...
F***er: (eye twitches) Er...
*Something else happened between here, but Julia and I were talking on
the phone and got a writer's block. We're not too sure what really
happpened, but Seiya is alive and living a pimpoliciouis life! And,
we're also not too sure how we got the Lights in Dr. Dre's Recording Studio,
let's just pretend they we're being held hostage! I mean, they are part
girl right?*
Author's Notes: WAAAAHHHHHH!!!!
(P.S. We don't own Yoo-hoo or Blockbuster! We do, however, own the word
"pimpolicious"!!)