Author's Note: Well, since you seemed to enjoy my incredibly retarded fanfic, here's a sequel. If you end up liking this, too, maybe I'll write another sequel. Here, I am hyper again... I just ate Cheetos, Skittles, lots of chocolate, Doritos, and a burrito! But anyways, disclaimer at bottom because I know you love reading those...
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: That went really well!!!
Numair: Of course it did! For YOU! YOU didn't have to hypnotize yourself to jump into a pool of sharks!! They ate my toxic crayons!! *Starts crying* Then they all bit me! It hurts!!
Daine: Oh, you poor -
Numair: *Stops crying* Hush, little baby!!
*Daine starts crying*
*For no apparent reason, Daine steps onto a scale*
Daine: PICKAXE! I gained a few pounds!
*Everybody stares at her in shock*
Niko: Um... Well, at least YOU didn't have to go into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story!!! It's dreadfully boring in there.
Daine: *Whiny little voice* I wanna go!! I wanna go!!
Niko: Be my guest! It's over there. *Points in a general direction*
Daine: Really?
Niko: Nope, it's over there *Points in another direction*
Daine: WOW!! Cool! *Goes into the Void that Has Nothing To Do With This Story*
Niko: Haha! The Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story is over there!!! *Points in the opposite direction* And there *Points in another direction* and there *Points in another direction* and -
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Shut up! Shut up!
Numair: WHEW!
Henry the Banana: HEY!!! She forgot me!
Numair: I thought she ate you!
Henry the Banana: Nope!
Numair: Well, maybe she doesn't like you!
*Everybody oohh's and chants "Fight! Fight! Fight!"*
Numair: Tell me: how am I to fight a banana?
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Cream it.
Numair: OK! *Turns Henry the Banana into Henry the Banana Cream Pie* There! *Starts laughing like it's the funniest thing in the world. It isn't.*
King Jon: *Speaking as if he's full of himself. He is.* My loyal, loving subjects!!! Master Numair Salmon... erm... Salmonella...
Numair: SALMALIN!!!!!!
King Jon: Yes, yes, of course... Master Numair Salmonman has committed high treason, (A/N: In case you haven't figured it out yet, King Jon has an obsession with high treason) turning one of our beloved colleagues into a... a... pie!! *Sobs* Get going!! Arrest him!!
*The Four Musketeers appear with a SPLAT* (A/N: yes... again... I have this thing for making fun of them, ok??? And I don't know about the SPLAT!)
The Four Musketeers: A PEN FOR A FELLYTONE AND A MOOSE FOR A BLADVAK!
*The Four Musketeers try to disappear, but fail miserably*
The Four Musketeers: Oh, well! A COUGHDROP FOR A COW AND 80 GRAND FOR SOME FLOWER-SCENTED LOTION! A GLUESTICK FOR A CHICKEN'S INTESTINES AND.... *Voices continue yelling strange stuff like that*
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Oh, yay. We get to listen to, not some, but THE rejected failures of the King's Musketeers. Hey! Wait a minute! *Glares at Niko* GO AWAY!!!
Niko: WHY??? I'm part of the story!
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: No, you aren't. Now go away!
*Niko runs off crying to Lark*
Niko: Laaaaaaarrrrrrrrrk!! Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person is being mean to me!!
*Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person gets mad and drops them both into the Void The Has Nothing To Do With This Story*
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Hmph. I bet you 3256 pesos that they're going to have a total make-out session...
Numair: I WANNA WATCH!!!
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Oh, you sicko. Fine! GO!!
*Numair disappears into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story*
*Yoda appears*
Yoda: Aaaaahhh.... Here I belong not. Pocahontas I need. A lot of kissing I need. Do not get many kisses do bald wrinkled green cats.
*Yoda disappears into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story... with Pocahontas*
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Ok...not too many folks left here now. But anyways... *Eats Henry the Banana Cream Pie*
King Jon: My loyal, loving subjects! Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person has committed high treason by eating our revered colleague! Arrest him! Now!
*Everybody stares at him incredulously and goes into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story to watch all the rumoured kissing*
*Harry Potter appears*
Harry Potter: *Stares at Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person* You're too cool to be my friend. *Stares at King Jon* Hey! You're enough of a loser to be my friend! Just like Ron Weasley!!!
King Jon: Oh! I am filled with joy!
*They disappear into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story*
*Balto the Sled Dog From Alaska appears*
Balto the Sled Dog From Alaska: Ruff! Arf arf arf arf ruff? Ruff ruff! (Translation: Hey! Where's Pocahontas? I wanna kiss her!)
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: In the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story.
Balto The Sled Dog From Alaska: Arf! Arf arf arf arf RUFF! (Translation: Thanks! By the way, you look like a nice healthy igloo!!!)
*Balto the Sled Dog From Alaska disappears into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story*
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: OK... so who's left? *Looks around* Not too many people. Well, let's join the crowd and go into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story.
*~In the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story~* (A/N: Not really correct, is it? Cuz now everybody's in there...)
*Everybody is kissing somebody... Niko is kissing Lark, Yoda is kissing Pocahontas, who is kissing Balto the Sled Dog From Alaska (A/N: Don't even TRY to imagine it... it's not a pretty picture!), Daine is kissing one of the Four Musketeers (Probably D'Artagnan... he isn't all old and stuff), Numair is kissing a mirror, King Jon is kissing Harry Potter (A/N: umm...what can I say...) , the rest of the Musketeers are kissing each other (A/N: Again, don't even TRY to imagine it), and Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person is kissing... um... nobody (There's nobody left for Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person. Boo hoo), and everybody else is just kissing SOMEBODY (A/N: Generously left to your imagination)
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Well... this is interesting... but not interesting enough. I wish General Pierre the Pear was here.
*A pear dressed like a British general from the 1700's appears (Yes, red clothing, golden epaulettes, and a tricorn hat with an oversized white feather or whatever...)*
General Pierre the Pear: March, troops! March! Left! Left! Left, right left!! *Looks around* Hey...where'd my troops go?
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Not here, obviously, Hey, dude!
General Pierre the Pear: *Yelling like a drill sergeant* HALT! EVERYBODY DROP AND GIVE ME TWENTY!
*Everybody stops, drops, and rolls over twenty times*
General Pierre the Pear: NO NO NO! TWENTY PUSH UPS!
*Everybody pushes twenty nails into the roof* (A/N: Don't ask me about roofs or anything in this place. Yea, I know it's weird. Welcome to MY WORLD!!!)
General Pierre the Pear: YOU'RE HOPELESS! HOPELESS, I TELL YOU!
*General Pierre the Pear opens up a newspaper (A/N: Again, do NOT ask) and reads, "'General Pierre the Pear Not On Time For Kidnapping,' Reports International Kidnappers"*
General Pierre the Pear: OMIGOSH!!! I'M LATE!
*General Pierre the Pear disappears, and everybody starts kissing again*
*Crazy Reporter From Who-Knows-Where appears*
Crazy Reporter From Who-Knows-Where: WOW! What an exciting day today! Nothing is really happening, but it's still exciting! Tune in next next time for "Exciting Times"!! Till then, ta ta!!
*Crazy Reporter From Who-Knows-Where disappears*
*Insignificant Little Boy Appears (A/N: I can't believe I almost forgot him.)*
Insignificant Little Boy: Ooooo! Kissing! *Runs at everybody, who all give him a kiss.*
*Insignificant Little Girl Appears*
Insignificant Little Girl: *Seductively* Hello, Insignificant Little Boy...
*Insignificant Little Boy and Insignificant Little Girl begin kissing (A/N: ahh... innocence... ruined!!)*
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Why don't I get to kiss anybody? *Pouts*
Invisible Big Guy With the Booming Voice: Meet Gaklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Lady!
*Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person and Gaklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Lady begin kissing*
THE END
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Tamora Pierce characters. I do not own Harry Potter, the Musketeers, Yoda, Pocahontas, or Balto. I do, however, own Insignificant Little Boy, Insignificant Little Girl, Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person, and Gaklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Lady. Blah blah blah!
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: That went really well!!!
Numair: Of course it did! For YOU! YOU didn't have to hypnotize yourself to jump into a pool of sharks!! They ate my toxic crayons!! *Starts crying* Then they all bit me! It hurts!!
Daine: Oh, you poor -
Numair: *Stops crying* Hush, little baby!!
*Daine starts crying*
*For no apparent reason, Daine steps onto a scale*
Daine: PICKAXE! I gained a few pounds!
*Everybody stares at her in shock*
Niko: Um... Well, at least YOU didn't have to go into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story!!! It's dreadfully boring in there.
Daine: *Whiny little voice* I wanna go!! I wanna go!!
Niko: Be my guest! It's over there. *Points in a general direction*
Daine: Really?
Niko: Nope, it's over there *Points in another direction*
Daine: WOW!! Cool! *Goes into the Void that Has Nothing To Do With This Story*
Niko: Haha! The Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story is over there!!! *Points in the opposite direction* And there *Points in another direction* and there *Points in another direction* and -
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Shut up! Shut up!
Numair: WHEW!
Henry the Banana: HEY!!! She forgot me!
Numair: I thought she ate you!
Henry the Banana: Nope!
Numair: Well, maybe she doesn't like you!
*Everybody oohh's and chants "Fight! Fight! Fight!"*
Numair: Tell me: how am I to fight a banana?
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Cream it.
Numair: OK! *Turns Henry the Banana into Henry the Banana Cream Pie* There! *Starts laughing like it's the funniest thing in the world. It isn't.*
King Jon: *Speaking as if he's full of himself. He is.* My loyal, loving subjects!!! Master Numair Salmon... erm... Salmonella...
Numair: SALMALIN!!!!!!
King Jon: Yes, yes, of course... Master Numair Salmonman has committed high treason, (A/N: In case you haven't figured it out yet, King Jon has an obsession with high treason) turning one of our beloved colleagues into a... a... pie!! *Sobs* Get going!! Arrest him!!
*The Four Musketeers appear with a SPLAT* (A/N: yes... again... I have this thing for making fun of them, ok??? And I don't know about the SPLAT!)
The Four Musketeers: A PEN FOR A FELLYTONE AND A MOOSE FOR A BLADVAK!
*The Four Musketeers try to disappear, but fail miserably*
The Four Musketeers: Oh, well! A COUGHDROP FOR A COW AND 80 GRAND FOR SOME FLOWER-SCENTED LOTION! A GLUESTICK FOR A CHICKEN'S INTESTINES AND.... *Voices continue yelling strange stuff like that*
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Oh, yay. We get to listen to, not some, but THE rejected failures of the King's Musketeers. Hey! Wait a minute! *Glares at Niko* GO AWAY!!!
Niko: WHY??? I'm part of the story!
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: No, you aren't. Now go away!
*Niko runs off crying to Lark*
Niko: Laaaaaaarrrrrrrrrk!! Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person is being mean to me!!
*Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person gets mad and drops them both into the Void The Has Nothing To Do With This Story*
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Hmph. I bet you 3256 pesos that they're going to have a total make-out session...
Numair: I WANNA WATCH!!!
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Oh, you sicko. Fine! GO!!
*Numair disappears into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story*
*Yoda appears*
Yoda: Aaaaahhh.... Here I belong not. Pocahontas I need. A lot of kissing I need. Do not get many kisses do bald wrinkled green cats.
*Yoda disappears into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story... with Pocahontas*
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Ok...not too many folks left here now. But anyways... *Eats Henry the Banana Cream Pie*
King Jon: My loyal, loving subjects! Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person has committed high treason by eating our revered colleague! Arrest him! Now!
*Everybody stares at him incredulously and goes into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story to watch all the rumoured kissing*
*Harry Potter appears*
Harry Potter: *Stares at Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person* You're too cool to be my friend. *Stares at King Jon* Hey! You're enough of a loser to be my friend! Just like Ron Weasley!!!
King Jon: Oh! I am filled with joy!
*They disappear into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story*
*Balto the Sled Dog From Alaska appears*
Balto the Sled Dog From Alaska: Ruff! Arf arf arf arf ruff? Ruff ruff! (Translation: Hey! Where's Pocahontas? I wanna kiss her!)
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: In the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story.
Balto The Sled Dog From Alaska: Arf! Arf arf arf arf RUFF! (Translation: Thanks! By the way, you look like a nice healthy igloo!!!)
*Balto the Sled Dog From Alaska disappears into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story*
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: OK... so who's left? *Looks around* Not too many people. Well, let's join the crowd and go into the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story.
*~In the Void That Has Nothing To Do With This Story~* (A/N: Not really correct, is it? Cuz now everybody's in there...)
*Everybody is kissing somebody... Niko is kissing Lark, Yoda is kissing Pocahontas, who is kissing Balto the Sled Dog From Alaska (A/N: Don't even TRY to imagine it... it's not a pretty picture!), Daine is kissing one of the Four Musketeers (Probably D'Artagnan... he isn't all old and stuff), Numair is kissing a mirror, King Jon is kissing Harry Potter (A/N: umm...what can I say...) , the rest of the Musketeers are kissing each other (A/N: Again, don't even TRY to imagine it), and Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person is kissing... um... nobody (There's nobody left for Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person. Boo hoo), and everybody else is just kissing SOMEBODY (A/N: Generously left to your imagination)
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Well... this is interesting... but not interesting enough. I wish General Pierre the Pear was here.
*A pear dressed like a British general from the 1700's appears (Yes, red clothing, golden epaulettes, and a tricorn hat with an oversized white feather or whatever...)*
General Pierre the Pear: March, troops! March! Left! Left! Left, right left!! *Looks around* Hey...where'd my troops go?
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Not here, obviously, Hey, dude!
General Pierre the Pear: *Yelling like a drill sergeant* HALT! EVERYBODY DROP AND GIVE ME TWENTY!
*Everybody stops, drops, and rolls over twenty times*
General Pierre the Pear: NO NO NO! TWENTY PUSH UPS!
*Everybody pushes twenty nails into the roof* (A/N: Don't ask me about roofs or anything in this place. Yea, I know it's weird. Welcome to MY WORLD!!!)
General Pierre the Pear: YOU'RE HOPELESS! HOPELESS, I TELL YOU!
*General Pierre the Pear opens up a newspaper (A/N: Again, do NOT ask) and reads, "'General Pierre the Pear Not On Time For Kidnapping,' Reports International Kidnappers"*
General Pierre the Pear: OMIGOSH!!! I'M LATE!
*General Pierre the Pear disappears, and everybody starts kissing again*
*Crazy Reporter From Who-Knows-Where appears*
Crazy Reporter From Who-Knows-Where: WOW! What an exciting day today! Nothing is really happening, but it's still exciting! Tune in next next time for "Exciting Times"!! Till then, ta ta!!
*Crazy Reporter From Who-Knows-Where disappears*
*Insignificant Little Boy Appears (A/N: I can't believe I almost forgot him.)*
Insignificant Little Boy: Ooooo! Kissing! *Runs at everybody, who all give him a kiss.*
*Insignificant Little Girl Appears*
Insignificant Little Girl: *Seductively* Hello, Insignificant Little Boy...
*Insignificant Little Boy and Insignificant Little Girl begin kissing (A/N: ahh... innocence... ruined!!)*
Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person: Why don't I get to kiss anybody? *Pouts*
Invisible Big Guy With the Booming Voice: Meet Gaklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Lady!
*Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person and Gaklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Lady begin kissing*
THE END
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Tamora Pierce characters. I do not own Harry Potter, the Musketeers, Yoda, Pocahontas, or Balto. I do, however, own Insignificant Little Boy, Insignificant Little Girl, Baklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Person, and Gaklakviaklaglosshia the Story Teller Lady. Blah blah blah!