Sailor Moon and the Purple Llamas Part II
Disclaimer: We do not own Sailor Moon. OR any of her friends. Or any of her enemies. ::phew:: Or Harry Potter. We do not own Harry Potter. ::sobs:: Or Dexter's Lab.
[Far away, in the distant galaxy of PL ::star wars music plays in the background:: the Purple Llamas (PL) marching, training, practicing spitting spitballs at anyone who annoyed them, including their mortal enemies, the GREY COWS! ::gasp:: fleets were being sent out, one by one, ship by ship to the MOON KINGDOM and the Milky Way! They are getting ….ready… for… WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
Empress of PL: HUT! HUT! HIKE!
::watches football:: YEA!!! GO PATRIOTS!!! RAMS SUCK! THE BLUE RAMS ARE FILTH! ::hoots::
Emperor: Football.. we have no feet…. How can you take such an interest in Muggle games? Muggles, in this fanfic, are humans in the Milky Way. We are magical creatures. We are purple. We just HAPPEN to look like llamas. WORSHIP US!
Kali: don't be insulting the cows, man, this is a gateway computer… have some RESPECT.
SP: this is your house. I have no respect!
Kali: you stink at typing! It took you 8 times to type "respect"!!!!
SP: … so? ::in a small voice:: I still can tyupew! (type, misspelled)
Sailor Moon: when are we going to get to MY PLANET??? ::Screams!:: I'm HUNGRY!
SP: Shut up, you long legged creature! ::gasps:: LLAMAS HAVE LONG LEGS! NOOO!!!
Sailor Mercury: you are not very nice. Hey, is this a mic on your computer? I love computers! It fills my big brainy head with joy! AND A CAMERA!!! ::starry eyes::
Kali: we are the authors. You are our slaves. Bow to me.
:: Sailor Mercury bows::
Kali: Peace be with you.
::Sailor Moon finds some cookies, goes to a corner and starts nibbling slowly to savor every crumb::
Sailor Mars: ::snorts:: I should be the leader! Serena's stupid. I am not. I am smart. My hunger can at least be satisfied. I do not go around ALL the time chasing boys ME! MEMEMEMEME! ::runs aroung, arms flailing::
Kali (to sailor Moon): I see you've set aside this special time to
humiliate yourself in public. Your skirts are too short.
Sailor Moon's short short skirt goes up. :HOW'D YOU KNOW???
Kali: 1.) I have ESP
2.) I wrote it. I know all. I AM -
SP: OMNICIENT!! YES I AM!
Kali: …no comment.
Emperor and Empress of PL: You authors suck ass! We though we were getting a real part!
Kali: I'm really easy to get along with once you llamas
learn to worship me.
SP: BUT I'M THE EMPRESS OF THE PURPLE LLAMAS! THAT FEMALE LLAMA IS ONLY AN ACTRESS! I will always cherish the initial misconceptions
I had about you.
Empress of the PL: ::grunt… spit::
[Later, after the *fake* llama empress was fired and drowned in her own spit, Supreme Pre then resumed to taking her RIGHTFUL role.]
SP/Empress: this is cool!
Kali: I have ESP… ::cough cough:: and the spaceships sent out millions of years ago have finally reached the earth. ::flicks on the news:: ah.
::everyone crowds around the idiot box::
News reporter: A bald, purple llama has officially landed in the capitol building in Washington DC, Virginia.
Emperor: YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! this is WAY better than football!
Sailors Scouts (except Mars): OH NO! we never expected this! Who knew we had enemies? We're just teenagers! with normal teenage problems! we're adorable, cute, and have long legs! WHO DARES ATTACK OUR BEAUTIFUL PLANET MOTHER EARTH????? ::sobs::
Sailor Mars: YES! WOOHOO! Let's KICK SOME UGLY LLAMA ASS!!!!!
Sailor Moon: NO MORE STUDY SESSIONS! TAKE THAT, MERCURY! HAHAHA!!! ::laughs like Mandark from Dexter's Lab::
Sailor Mars (who continues to run around): MEMEMEMEMEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Sailor Jupiter: Hey, Sailor Moon, ... lovely legs, hun, but didn't you say something about taking over the world? You've got competition!
News Reporter: Well, Bob, what d'ya know, the llama has officially made peace by not spitting at anyone! And we thought we were in danger!
Bob: Yep! It turns out that aliens are QUITE alright!
::everyone gasps as llama shoots out spit at a nearby bystander.::
Bob: Well, a little spit can't hurt anyone...
::victim gets eboli (is that how you spell it?) instantly and coughs up intesitine::
Victim's Wife: YOU DISGUSTING SLOB!!! SERVES YOU RIGHT FOR SLEEPING WITH THAT HOOKER WHILE I WAS AWAY!!!!!! ::huffs off in indignation::
News Reporter: Uh... well, the world is overpopulated anyway. And now for the weather! Frank?
Frank: Why thankyou, News Reporter, Bob. The barometric pressure in Some Distant Secluded Tribe's Area in Congo, Africa, is looking pretty low...
Kali: By the way, we have no rights on Congo, Africa, either...
Frank: Yesterday it was pretty high, but then again, this is a NOMADIC TRIBE! Anywho, if you're in that area, expect hail, snow, and high winds.
Bob: In africa?
Frank: Yep. I'm pretty acurate.
Bob: ... whatever you say, you're the meteorologist! ::hearty laugh::
::Sailor Mercury turns off the idiot box::
S. Merc: I say we head down to the capitol building-
::Sailor Moon turns on TV ("teeeeeveeeeeeeeeeee" drools)::
News Reporter: Woops! there goes the capitol building!
Sailor Merc.: darn. ::sits down in her thinking chair::
[several hours later...]
Sailor Merc.: I KNOW! We MUST go to the place where the Capitol Building WAS!!
Kali: we do not own anything of the capitol building. we only pay the taxes because we like giving money away.
Sailor Moon: IT'S TIME TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!!! AND I HAVE A PLAN! ::runs to the candy store::
Sailor Venus: She's the one named Sailor Moon!
Kali: I have pepper in my eye!
SP: that's smart...
Kali crumbles on the floor clutching her eye: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
the end...
or IS IT????????? ::dum dum dum::
Read our next chapter to find out what happens to the llamas!!!!