Xenogears Laughter Machine 4000: MAD Slamming Margie

By: X-9 GHOST

Disclaimer: I do not own Xenogears. Square does.

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What if Margie was mad at Bart, and then to locked herself inside her own room in the Yggdrassil? Here's one of the humorous possibilities.

A/N : I know the writing style for this chapter is different from the previous chapter, but I alternate between them, depending on what the chapter's about.

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"But Margie, it was just a joke!" Bart's pleading words wasn't enough. Or so it seemed until Margie abruptly turned around.

This was basically the result of another one of Bart's pranks or jokes. He'd play it on someone, notably Margie, and then the Holy Mother would just storm off into her own quarters inside the Yggdrassil, only sparing a few words to Bart about how "immature" he was or how he should "properly behave". It usually ends with both apologizing, and continuing on to whatever they were supposed to do.

"Well, Bart..." Margie's voice had a faint hint of sweetness in it. However, it was later overcome with something Margie said that most wouldn't expect from her.

"It's just too freaking bad! Maybe you should smarten up a little, you immature prick! I know at least everyone so damn would be happy if you did so!" Margie screamed at the young prince, nearly waking up some of the patients inside the sand cruiser's infirmary. She then resumed her fast- walk to her room, down the hall.

The Holy Mother, known to a lot of the 'crew' (which consists of the Yggdrassil and the cast of characters), never used foul language. She didn't even use "damn" very often. But, if she was pushed too far, she would push back. Hard.

"Margie! Please? Could you please forgive me?" Bart pleaded, just as they stopped at the door to Margie's room.

Now, before we continue on, let's stop here. Just to prevent some detail- picky moron from flaming me, I'll fill in this "plot-hole". Seeing how Margie was going to be inside the Yggdrassil often, Maison decided to have Margie's room refurnished, to make things more comfortable for her. Including the door. Yes, the door. It no longer slides in and out like the high-tech metallic doors. Instead, it rotates on its hinges, and opens with the twist of a knob, AKA today's cheap common doors. Now back to the story.

"No, Bart. Go away." Margie said as she opened the door and walked inside the room.

"Margie..please. I...I'm sorry." Bart said, with his head down.

"I said, GO AWAY!" Margie screamed, slamming the door shut. Or, it would've slammed shut if it hadn't bounced back on something. Margie, puzzled, slammed the door again. No avail. Her anger burning up inside of her, she slammed it again. This time, with more force. Again, it came right back.

'So, Bart thinks he can stop me from shutting him out by placing his foot in the way of the door, huh. Well let's see how much this prince can endure." Margie thought, as a wicked smile grew on her face. So then she slammed the door, again and again and again. It was almost hypnotizing. Soon, both of Margie's arms were tired.

"Bart, why won't you go away!?" Margie said to Bart, who's eyes were wide. VERY wide. She was about to slam the door one last time, putting everything she had into it, until Bart interrupted her.

"Uhhh.Margie, before you slam the door again, I think you should let Chu- Chu out of the way first."

And there, on the floor, bathed in her own blood, Chu-Chu was struggling to crawl out of the door's way.

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MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I've always wanted to do that!

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