When A Gag Goes Too Far
Chapter 6: Of Fights, Heights, and the Gundam's Might!
A/N: O_O Man, it's been forever since I updated this! Does anybody even remember that I was writing this? Oh, and no offense is meant to terrorists, politicians, the IRS, and "various other bad people". Shackler belongs to NoiseTank13. Speed is mine. Anything else ain't mine.
"Harry?"
"Yeah, Disk?"
"Will you stop hogging the popcorn?!"
"Um...you're hallucinating, Disk."
"No, I'm not! There's a huge bowl of popcorn in your lap and you're refusing to give me some of it!"
"Uh...First of all, those are leaves that fell on me when Aisha jumped into the tree we're sitting under, and second of all, have all you want." Harry said as he gathered up some leaves and handed them to Disk.
Needless to say, Disk and Harry Potter were still in the Blair Witch Woods, sitting under a tree, watching N1K and Aisha ClanClan try to rip each other to shreds. Disk, who had an estranged look in his eyes, had just begun to chomp on the leaves, when N1K tossed Aisha into his and Harry's laps.
"Hi, Aisha." Disk muttered when the "popcorn" was knocked out of his hands. "Man, I'm hungry!"
"He's strong for a little guy." Harry commented.
"I've noticed!" Aisha jumped up and began to run off, deeper into the forest. "Grr... I'll be back for you, author! And I'll bring reinforcements!"
"Well," Disk said in mock happiness after Aisha had left. "Hi, N1K, I'm Disk and this is the one and only Harry Potter."
"No autographs please." Harry sighed.
"Disk?...Harry Potter?... What's going on?!" N1K shouted in confusion.
"Okay, to make a long story incredibly short..." Disk began slowly, but then sped up. "Tab is very ticked off and he recruited a bunch of other ticked off official characters and now they're trying to destroy FF.net and that, in some way, caused our sudden transport from our own world to FF.net."
"Simple as that." Harry added.
"... So, we're in...." N1K blinked several times as if he were seeing spots before his eyes.
"The internet." Disk finished. "How, we don't know. Why, we're almost certain of that."
"So...where is everybody?"
"Good question!" Harry chuckled. "We don't have a good answer, but it's a good question!"
"Here we are!" Duo shouted as he fishtailed the taxi to a stop in front of a very large building.
NoiseTank13, Tallulah, who was still out cold, Shackler, and Axel sighed in relief. The cab was in surprisingly good shape after being driven by Duo at top speed for about four miles, avoiding a rampaging Gundam's attacks, and avoiding hitting the small, green eyed black cat that inexplicably ran into the middle of the cab's path approximately every forty-two seconds. Of course, by "surprisingly good shape", it is meant that the back left fender, the bumper, the muffler, and the rear-view mirror were all missing.
"Okay!" Duo ordered as they all jumped out of the cab, except for Tallulah. "NoiseTank13, stay with me. Axel...you can grieve for a while I guess. Smacker!"
"It's Shackler!"
"Whatever! You grab Tallulah and follow me!"
Duo, NoiseTank13, and Shackler, who was carrying Tallulah over his shoulder, ran into the building, leaving Axel to cry over the remains of his taxi.
"Is he going to be alright?" NoiseTank13 sweatdropped.
"Probably not." Shackler replied gruffly.
"Alright, stay close behind me!" Duo ordered. "These halls are like a maze!"
Aftera few minutes of running in an indecipherable pattern, the group barged through a pair of double doors into a huge hangar. The Gundams Deathscythe Hell and Wing Zero loomed before them, shackled to the ground.
"Pretty, shiny metal!" Shackler said in awe, with his eyes sparkling.
"Is that within his nature?" Duo asked NoiseTank13 with a dumbfounded expression splattered on his face.
"Actually, idiocy is well within the confines of his character."
"Okay... I'm going to take care of those shackles. Wait here." Duo explained before running into another room.
NoiseTank13 stood where he was for a moment, considering whether or not he should cause any trouble. He glanced over at Shackler, who had left the still unconscious Tallulah on the floor and had taken to hugging Deathscythe Hell's foot, proclaiming his everlasting love for the shiny mecha. NoiseTank13 sweatdropped, and walked towards Wing Zero.
"The dreaded Wing Zero. And within it, the pilot controlling Zero System. Heero can barely keep it under control, so how will I fight with it?" he muttered.
The author's eyes widened as he remembered that he had a secret weapon. He reached into his pocket, and pulled out a syringe.
"Oh, yeah! Zero System can't make me go nuts if I'm high. Heh heh heh..."
Ten minutes later, Deathscythe Hell and Wing Zero were approaching the Gundam Sandrock. To be more precise, Wing Zero was doing pirouettes, destroying random buildings, and Deathscythe Hell was failing miserably at trying to keep it from destroying the said random buildings.
"13, stop! You'll destroy the city!" Duo screamed.
"And with it, I will destroy the pastries! Evil pastries, feel my wrath!" NoiseTank13 stomped on a small bakery. "Die!"
A nearby building exploded, causing a veil of dust to cloud the area. When it cleared, Gundam Sandrock was standing in front of the Wing Zero.
"Giant pastry, feel my wrath!" NoiseTank13 screamed, before launching a storm of bullets.
The Gundam did not put up any attempt at getting away from the attack or any defense. Duo manuvered Deathcythe Hell over to Sandrock, and gently poked it.
"I think you gave him a heart attack, 13." Duo muttered.
The hatch on Sandrock's chest opened and a tall red headed man quickly climbed down one of the legs, and ran as if his life depened on it.
"Gene Starwind?!" NoiseTank13 shouted. "But what was he doing in Sandr-!"
At that moment, Gundam Sandrock's "eyes" went dark. It was about to self destruct.
"Eh? How hard did you hit your head, Jessi-chan?" Thug Angel asked as Jessi a.k.a. Crash pulled Thug Angel to the front edge of the deck with great difficultly.
"Thug, we're in "Skies of Arcadia"!"
"Hm? What's that?"
"A Dreamcast RPG! It's, like, one of the best games ever! And we're in it! Yay!"
"So, who are those people?" Thug Angel said as she arched her eyebrows at Jessi a.k.a. Crash's sudden show of fangirl tendencies.
"They're all Air Pirates. See the boy in blue? He's Vyse."
"Ah, named after a tool."
"See the guy with the purple hat thing? He's Enrique, a prince!"
"He's blonde! The blonde's going to run a country?!" Thug Angel shouted.
"I hope he didn't hear that." Jessi a.k.a. Crash prayed. "Anyway, the redhead is Aika."
"Does she come up with crazy schemes like Lucy?"
"No, that's Vyse's job. The blonde in white is Fina."
"Another blonde?! Isn't one enough?!"
"Fina's ignorant, not dumb."
"What's the difference?"
"Ignorant is not knowing something. Dumb is permanent, like you."
"Oh... Hey!" Thug Angel thumped Jessi a.k.a. Crash's nose. "What's the little silver ball thing with eyes going in circles around Fina's head?"
"That's Cupil. Anyway, the man in the red trenchcoat thing is Gilder."
"He's hot!"
"He's a player." Jessi a.k.a. Crash mildly warned.
"He is so hot!" the indifferent Thug Angel insisted, her eyes practically little hearts.
"But not as hot as Yo-Yo, eh?" Jessi a.k.a. Crash giggled.
"Nobody is as hot as Yo-Yo!" Thug Angel growled.
" Love and peace! The last one in the pink and red dress is Clara, she stalks Gilder."
"Grr, I own all the hot video game men!" Thug Angel screamed, gaining the undivided attention of the blondes, hot man, little boy blue reject, redhead, and stalker.
"Keep your voice down! Listen, we don't have much to worry about. I know every aspect of this game forwards and backwards!" Jessi a.k.a. Crash said proudly.
"Great, now I have to listen to your injured arse jabber on for ages about something I don't give a darn about."
"You can be very mean sometimes, you know that, right?"
"Yes, and I'm pretty proud of it." Thug Angel shouted as she saluted.
"Okay, I guess we're done here. Shall we return?" Jessi a.k.a. Crash said as she rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Yeah. Hey, are you sure you're alright?"
"Yeah...whoa, I'm feeling woozy again..." Jessi a.k.a. Crash replied while holding her head. "Thug, could you give me hand? I'm not feeling very well."
"Sure." Thug Angel replied as she slung Jessi a.k.a. Crash's arm over her shlouder, as if she had hurt her leg and helped her hobble back over to the small group of Air Pirates.
"Hey, is she alright?" Vyse asked as he stepped forward.
"Maybe, heck I don't know." Thug Angel began to shout. "I'm not a freakin' doctor!"
"Thank God." Jessi a.k.a. Crash sighed.
"You mean "thank you very much, Thug Angel" don't you?!" Thug Angel glared at the author that was leaning on her for support.
"Yeah...yeah...thanks, Thug." Jessi a.k.a. Crash stuttered in fear.
"That's what I thought."
Suddenly the world of FanFiction.net was enveloped in blinding white light. From the Blair Witch Woods to the battling Gundams to the skies of Arcadia, the very fabric of cyberspace was being torn apart and reshaped. It was as if a truly awesome, God-sent "earthquake" had struck, sending masses of people, animals, aliens, and many other creatures to their knees in utter shock and dismay.
"What the heck?!" the authors all yelled from their various positions, just before disappearing into thin air.
Tallulah, N1K, NoiseTank13, Axel, Disk, Thug Angel, and Jessi a.k.a. Crash materialized in what appeared to be the Gryffindor common room in Hogwarts. The room, instead of it's usual drab decor, now had various types of computers, weapons, and maps pretty much everywhere. The authors slowly stood up, facing eachother, in complete and utter confusion, near the fireplace. N1K immediately ran to Tallulah.
"What the?!" NoiseTank13 screamed. "I was piloting a Gundam! God, why do you screw me over like this?!"
"What happened to you, Tal?" N1K asked curiously. "Why'd you disappear?"
"Forget that, what happened to you?!"
"There's a bunch of freaky arse crud happenin' up in here!" Thug Angel shouted as she helped Jessi a.k.a. Crash off her rump. "What now, Jessi-chan?!"
"I don't know, Thug."
"Well, we got all of you here." a female voice sighed from a console behind them.
"They don't seem to be hurt either." a male voice added.
"And some of them are ladies!" another male voice cried.
"Huh?! Vash, is that you?!" Tallulah gasped as she, and the rest of the authors whirled around.
Vash was leaning against the stone wall near a computer. A tall man in a black suit that was smoking a cigarette was standing next to him, one hand on an enormous cross that was against the wall. Speed was sitting at a computer near them, shifting in her seat to get a good look at the authors. The infamous klutz Neville Longbottom was sitting, rather dazed, on the floor near the computer that the rudie was sitting at, holding his wand , which was smoking a bit, in the air.
"Hey, it's you again..." Vash trailed off.
"Tallulah. Are you okay?"
"Fine, those two were a piece of cake to beat!"
"I suppose that's why you ran to me for help." the man in the black suit huffed. "You should've let me kill them."
"Remember, Wolfwood: the world is made of..."
"Love and peace!" Vash, Disk, and Jessi a.k.a. Crash shouted together.
Vash's eyes began to water a bit.
"I've done it!" he cried. "I've taught the precious value of peace to the masses!"
Almost instantly, Vash, Disk, and Jessi a.k.a. Crash were sitting at a table discussing how wonderful the world would be if terrorists, politicians, the IRS, and various other bad people didn't exist.
"Well, we've lost Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum, and Tweedle Dork." Wolfwood sighed.
"How did that happen?" NoiseTank13 asked slowly as he surveyed the room.
"Well...." the rudie began. "They share a common interest, you see..."
"I meant how did we get here from...wherever we all were?"
"Oh! Well, that's fairly simple. Vash, Wolfwood, and I were summoned here by Dumbledore, whom you do not argue with, to help with that. We had all this junk installed, and were just getting down to business when Neville came running in saying that he wanted to help Harry, tripped over his own two feet, landed on this console, jabbed it with his wand by accident, and poof! Here ya'll were!"
"I had no idea that "Iiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" was a magic word." Wolfwood chuckled as Neville blushed.
"Okay..."
"So, that's Neville down there, that's Wolfie right there, that's Vash over there..." Punk Angel recalled slowly from her overloaded mind.
"Who are you?"
"My name's Speed."
"Her Speed?" Thug Angel pointed at Jessi a.k.a. Crash, who was chattering away happily about Koala bears.
"Yeah.... I'm not very proud of it...but she's my creator."
"Big group hug!" Vash, Disk, and Jessi a.k.a. Crash shouted.
A black object was hovering outside a window, "looking" into the common room. Vash, Disk, and Jessi a.k.a. Crash, in a bout of random insanity, had forced everyone in the room to take part in a group hug. The object "looked" on for a moment, before flying out of sight.
"Hey y'all, it's Jessi here! Now we're all together and our enemy is scattered. Maybe now, we can make a move on them and get the upper hand! Catch the strategising and mechas next time in 'Things that go 'BOOM' in the Middle of the Day'! You might want to invest in a bomb shelter!"
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A/N: More not so funny blooper fun!
*Aisha and N1K Have no Coordination*
Aisha and N1K were fighting in the Blair Witch Woods while Harry and Disk watched from beneath a tree. Quite abruptly, Aisha tripped on a stick and fell on N1K, making them both crash into the laps of their audience.
"Popcorn!" the starved Disk cried as he bit into Aisha's hair.
Aisha smacked him, and walked off the set, grumbing something about the honor honor of the Ctarl Ctarl. N1K and Harry sweatdropped.
*When Mechas Attack!*
Wing Zero was making origami with billboards. Deathscythe Hell was terrifying old ladies. Sandrock was painting the city purple.
"Injustice!" echoed throughout the city. "Yuy! Maxwell! Winner! You are making fools of yourselves!"
The Gundams paused, glanced around, shrugged, and continued their random acts of insanity. From their respective positions on the ground, NoiseTank13 and Gene Starwind sweatdropped.
*There Isn't any Land Down There*
"Yeah...whoa, I'm feeling woozy again..." Jessi a.k.a. Crash held her head as she spoke. "No really, I don't feel well...."
She fainted, and fell off the airship before Thug Angel could catch her.
"Jessi-chan, can I have your stereo?!" Thug Angel screamed as she saw Jessi a.k.a. Crash land on a small island and long ways below.
"Stay away from my tunes!" she bellowed back. "And get me a medic!"
*The Humanoid Typhoon has Strange Pasttimes*
In the Gryffindor common room, Vash the Stampede was wearing a tutu, doing pirouettes around the room. Speed, Neville, and Wolfwood sweatdropped as he danced his way up the stairs to the girl's dormitory. A slapping sound resonated throughout the room.
Chapter 6: Of Fights, Heights, and the Gundam's Might!
A/N: O_O Man, it's been forever since I updated this! Does anybody even remember that I was writing this? Oh, and no offense is meant to terrorists, politicians, the IRS, and "various other bad people". Shackler belongs to NoiseTank13. Speed is mine. Anything else ain't mine.
"Harry?"
"Yeah, Disk?"
"Will you stop hogging the popcorn?!"
"Um...you're hallucinating, Disk."
"No, I'm not! There's a huge bowl of popcorn in your lap and you're refusing to give me some of it!"
"Uh...First of all, those are leaves that fell on me when Aisha jumped into the tree we're sitting under, and second of all, have all you want." Harry said as he gathered up some leaves and handed them to Disk.
Needless to say, Disk and Harry Potter were still in the Blair Witch Woods, sitting under a tree, watching N1K and Aisha ClanClan try to rip each other to shreds. Disk, who had an estranged look in his eyes, had just begun to chomp on the leaves, when N1K tossed Aisha into his and Harry's laps.
"Hi, Aisha." Disk muttered when the "popcorn" was knocked out of his hands. "Man, I'm hungry!"
"He's strong for a little guy." Harry commented.
"I've noticed!" Aisha jumped up and began to run off, deeper into the forest. "Grr... I'll be back for you, author! And I'll bring reinforcements!"
"Well," Disk said in mock happiness after Aisha had left. "Hi, N1K, I'm Disk and this is the one and only Harry Potter."
"No autographs please." Harry sighed.
"Disk?...Harry Potter?... What's going on?!" N1K shouted in confusion.
"Okay, to make a long story incredibly short..." Disk began slowly, but then sped up. "Tab is very ticked off and he recruited a bunch of other ticked off official characters and now they're trying to destroy FF.net and that, in some way, caused our sudden transport from our own world to FF.net."
"Simple as that." Harry added.
"... So, we're in...." N1K blinked several times as if he were seeing spots before his eyes.
"The internet." Disk finished. "How, we don't know. Why, we're almost certain of that."
"So...where is everybody?"
"Good question!" Harry chuckled. "We don't have a good answer, but it's a good question!"
"Here we are!" Duo shouted as he fishtailed the taxi to a stop in front of a very large building.
NoiseTank13, Tallulah, who was still out cold, Shackler, and Axel sighed in relief. The cab was in surprisingly good shape after being driven by Duo at top speed for about four miles, avoiding a rampaging Gundam's attacks, and avoiding hitting the small, green eyed black cat that inexplicably ran into the middle of the cab's path approximately every forty-two seconds. Of course, by "surprisingly good shape", it is meant that the back left fender, the bumper, the muffler, and the rear-view mirror were all missing.
"Okay!" Duo ordered as they all jumped out of the cab, except for Tallulah. "NoiseTank13, stay with me. Axel...you can grieve for a while I guess. Smacker!"
"It's Shackler!"
"Whatever! You grab Tallulah and follow me!"
Duo, NoiseTank13, and Shackler, who was carrying Tallulah over his shoulder, ran into the building, leaving Axel to cry over the remains of his taxi.
"Is he going to be alright?" NoiseTank13 sweatdropped.
"Probably not." Shackler replied gruffly.
"Alright, stay close behind me!" Duo ordered. "These halls are like a maze!"
Aftera few minutes of running in an indecipherable pattern, the group barged through a pair of double doors into a huge hangar. The Gundams Deathscythe Hell and Wing Zero loomed before them, shackled to the ground.
"Pretty, shiny metal!" Shackler said in awe, with his eyes sparkling.
"Is that within his nature?" Duo asked NoiseTank13 with a dumbfounded expression splattered on his face.
"Actually, idiocy is well within the confines of his character."
"Okay... I'm going to take care of those shackles. Wait here." Duo explained before running into another room.
NoiseTank13 stood where he was for a moment, considering whether or not he should cause any trouble. He glanced over at Shackler, who had left the still unconscious Tallulah on the floor and had taken to hugging Deathscythe Hell's foot, proclaiming his everlasting love for the shiny mecha. NoiseTank13 sweatdropped, and walked towards Wing Zero.
"The dreaded Wing Zero. And within it, the pilot controlling Zero System. Heero can barely keep it under control, so how will I fight with it?" he muttered.
The author's eyes widened as he remembered that he had a secret weapon. He reached into his pocket, and pulled out a syringe.
"Oh, yeah! Zero System can't make me go nuts if I'm high. Heh heh heh..."
Ten minutes later, Deathscythe Hell and Wing Zero were approaching the Gundam Sandrock. To be more precise, Wing Zero was doing pirouettes, destroying random buildings, and Deathscythe Hell was failing miserably at trying to keep it from destroying the said random buildings.
"13, stop! You'll destroy the city!" Duo screamed.
"And with it, I will destroy the pastries! Evil pastries, feel my wrath!" NoiseTank13 stomped on a small bakery. "Die!"
A nearby building exploded, causing a veil of dust to cloud the area. When it cleared, Gundam Sandrock was standing in front of the Wing Zero.
"Giant pastry, feel my wrath!" NoiseTank13 screamed, before launching a storm of bullets.
The Gundam did not put up any attempt at getting away from the attack or any defense. Duo manuvered Deathcythe Hell over to Sandrock, and gently poked it.
"I think you gave him a heart attack, 13." Duo muttered.
The hatch on Sandrock's chest opened and a tall red headed man quickly climbed down one of the legs, and ran as if his life depened on it.
"Gene Starwind?!" NoiseTank13 shouted. "But what was he doing in Sandr-!"
At that moment, Gundam Sandrock's "eyes" went dark. It was about to self destruct.
"Eh? How hard did you hit your head, Jessi-chan?" Thug Angel asked as Jessi a.k.a. Crash pulled Thug Angel to the front edge of the deck with great difficultly.
"Thug, we're in "Skies of Arcadia"!"
"Hm? What's that?"
"A Dreamcast RPG! It's, like, one of the best games ever! And we're in it! Yay!"
"So, who are those people?" Thug Angel said as she arched her eyebrows at Jessi a.k.a. Crash's sudden show of fangirl tendencies.
"They're all Air Pirates. See the boy in blue? He's Vyse."
"Ah, named after a tool."
"See the guy with the purple hat thing? He's Enrique, a prince!"
"He's blonde! The blonde's going to run a country?!" Thug Angel shouted.
"I hope he didn't hear that." Jessi a.k.a. Crash prayed. "Anyway, the redhead is Aika."
"Does she come up with crazy schemes like Lucy?"
"No, that's Vyse's job. The blonde in white is Fina."
"Another blonde?! Isn't one enough?!"
"Fina's ignorant, not dumb."
"What's the difference?"
"Ignorant is not knowing something. Dumb is permanent, like you."
"Oh... Hey!" Thug Angel thumped Jessi a.k.a. Crash's nose. "What's the little silver ball thing with eyes going in circles around Fina's head?"
"That's Cupil. Anyway, the man in the red trenchcoat thing is Gilder."
"He's hot!"
"He's a player." Jessi a.k.a. Crash mildly warned.
"He is so hot!" the indifferent Thug Angel insisted, her eyes practically little hearts.
"But not as hot as Yo-Yo, eh?" Jessi a.k.a. Crash giggled.
"Nobody is as hot as Yo-Yo!" Thug Angel growled.
" Love and peace! The last one in the pink and red dress is Clara, she stalks Gilder."
"Grr, I own all the hot video game men!" Thug Angel screamed, gaining the undivided attention of the blondes, hot man, little boy blue reject, redhead, and stalker.
"Keep your voice down! Listen, we don't have much to worry about. I know every aspect of this game forwards and backwards!" Jessi a.k.a. Crash said proudly.
"Great, now I have to listen to your injured arse jabber on for ages about something I don't give a darn about."
"You can be very mean sometimes, you know that, right?"
"Yes, and I'm pretty proud of it." Thug Angel shouted as she saluted.
"Okay, I guess we're done here. Shall we return?" Jessi a.k.a. Crash said as she rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Yeah. Hey, are you sure you're alright?"
"Yeah...whoa, I'm feeling woozy again..." Jessi a.k.a. Crash replied while holding her head. "Thug, could you give me hand? I'm not feeling very well."
"Sure." Thug Angel replied as she slung Jessi a.k.a. Crash's arm over her shlouder, as if she had hurt her leg and helped her hobble back over to the small group of Air Pirates.
"Hey, is she alright?" Vyse asked as he stepped forward.
"Maybe, heck I don't know." Thug Angel began to shout. "I'm not a freakin' doctor!"
"Thank God." Jessi a.k.a. Crash sighed.
"You mean "thank you very much, Thug Angel" don't you?!" Thug Angel glared at the author that was leaning on her for support.
"Yeah...yeah...thanks, Thug." Jessi a.k.a. Crash stuttered in fear.
"That's what I thought."
Suddenly the world of FanFiction.net was enveloped in blinding white light. From the Blair Witch Woods to the battling Gundams to the skies of Arcadia, the very fabric of cyberspace was being torn apart and reshaped. It was as if a truly awesome, God-sent "earthquake" had struck, sending masses of people, animals, aliens, and many other creatures to their knees in utter shock and dismay.
"What the heck?!" the authors all yelled from their various positions, just before disappearing into thin air.
Tallulah, N1K, NoiseTank13, Axel, Disk, Thug Angel, and Jessi a.k.a. Crash materialized in what appeared to be the Gryffindor common room in Hogwarts. The room, instead of it's usual drab decor, now had various types of computers, weapons, and maps pretty much everywhere. The authors slowly stood up, facing eachother, in complete and utter confusion, near the fireplace. N1K immediately ran to Tallulah.
"What the?!" NoiseTank13 screamed. "I was piloting a Gundam! God, why do you screw me over like this?!"
"What happened to you, Tal?" N1K asked curiously. "Why'd you disappear?"
"Forget that, what happened to you?!"
"There's a bunch of freaky arse crud happenin' up in here!" Thug Angel shouted as she helped Jessi a.k.a. Crash off her rump. "What now, Jessi-chan?!"
"I don't know, Thug."
"Well, we got all of you here." a female voice sighed from a console behind them.
"They don't seem to be hurt either." a male voice added.
"And some of them are ladies!" another male voice cried.
"Huh?! Vash, is that you?!" Tallulah gasped as she, and the rest of the authors whirled around.
Vash was leaning against the stone wall near a computer. A tall man in a black suit that was smoking a cigarette was standing next to him, one hand on an enormous cross that was against the wall. Speed was sitting at a computer near them, shifting in her seat to get a good look at the authors. The infamous klutz Neville Longbottom was sitting, rather dazed, on the floor near the computer that the rudie was sitting at, holding his wand , which was smoking a bit, in the air.
"Hey, it's you again..." Vash trailed off.
"Tallulah. Are you okay?"
"Fine, those two were a piece of cake to beat!"
"I suppose that's why you ran to me for help." the man in the black suit huffed. "You should've let me kill them."
"Remember, Wolfwood: the world is made of..."
"Love and peace!" Vash, Disk, and Jessi a.k.a. Crash shouted together.
Vash's eyes began to water a bit.
"I've done it!" he cried. "I've taught the precious value of peace to the masses!"
Almost instantly, Vash, Disk, and Jessi a.k.a. Crash were sitting at a table discussing how wonderful the world would be if terrorists, politicians, the IRS, and various other bad people didn't exist.
"Well, we've lost Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum, and Tweedle Dork." Wolfwood sighed.
"How did that happen?" NoiseTank13 asked slowly as he surveyed the room.
"Well...." the rudie began. "They share a common interest, you see..."
"I meant how did we get here from...wherever we all were?"
"Oh! Well, that's fairly simple. Vash, Wolfwood, and I were summoned here by Dumbledore, whom you do not argue with, to help with that. We had all this junk installed, and were just getting down to business when Neville came running in saying that he wanted to help Harry, tripped over his own two feet, landed on this console, jabbed it with his wand by accident, and poof! Here ya'll were!"
"I had no idea that "Iiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" was a magic word." Wolfwood chuckled as Neville blushed.
"Okay..."
"So, that's Neville down there, that's Wolfie right there, that's Vash over there..." Punk Angel recalled slowly from her overloaded mind.
"Who are you?"
"My name's Speed."
"Her Speed?" Thug Angel pointed at Jessi a.k.a. Crash, who was chattering away happily about Koala bears.
"Yeah.... I'm not very proud of it...but she's my creator."
"Big group hug!" Vash, Disk, and Jessi a.k.a. Crash shouted.
A black object was hovering outside a window, "looking" into the common room. Vash, Disk, and Jessi a.k.a. Crash, in a bout of random insanity, had forced everyone in the room to take part in a group hug. The object "looked" on for a moment, before flying out of sight.
"Hey y'all, it's Jessi here! Now we're all together and our enemy is scattered. Maybe now, we can make a move on them and get the upper hand! Catch the strategising and mechas next time in 'Things that go 'BOOM' in the Middle of the Day'! You might want to invest in a bomb shelter!"
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A/N: More not so funny blooper fun!
*Aisha and N1K Have no Coordination*
Aisha and N1K were fighting in the Blair Witch Woods while Harry and Disk watched from beneath a tree. Quite abruptly, Aisha tripped on a stick and fell on N1K, making them both crash into the laps of their audience.
"Popcorn!" the starved Disk cried as he bit into Aisha's hair.
Aisha smacked him, and walked off the set, grumbing something about the honor honor of the Ctarl Ctarl. N1K and Harry sweatdropped.
*When Mechas Attack!*
Wing Zero was making origami with billboards. Deathscythe Hell was terrifying old ladies. Sandrock was painting the city purple.
"Injustice!" echoed throughout the city. "Yuy! Maxwell! Winner! You are making fools of yourselves!"
The Gundams paused, glanced around, shrugged, and continued their random acts of insanity. From their respective positions on the ground, NoiseTank13 and Gene Starwind sweatdropped.
*There Isn't any Land Down There*
"Yeah...whoa, I'm feeling woozy again..." Jessi a.k.a. Crash held her head as she spoke. "No really, I don't feel well...."
She fainted, and fell off the airship before Thug Angel could catch her.
"Jessi-chan, can I have your stereo?!" Thug Angel screamed as she saw Jessi a.k.a. Crash land on a small island and long ways below.
"Stay away from my tunes!" she bellowed back. "And get me a medic!"
*The Humanoid Typhoon has Strange Pasttimes*
In the Gryffindor common room, Vash the Stampede was wearing a tutu, doing pirouettes around the room. Speed, Neville, and Wolfwood sweatdropped as he danced his way up the stairs to the girl's dormitory. A slapping sound resonated throughout the room.