Fic writer J: Welcome to the set of Big O
Fic writer "Jess": W.T.F.?! What are we doing at the set of Big O?!
Heero, Trowa, Wufei, Quatre, and Duo: Big O?! Where?! Where?~
Trowa: Big O is a wannabe Gundam!
Heero: Yeah!!! I'm gonna kick that wannabe's pussyass in the Wing ZERO.
Wufei: Not if I kill him first!
Fic writer J: Hey where did those Addams Family dudes go?
Noin: Deathscythe Hell-O? Death plus Celebrities fighting equals fun for that family. They stayed at Celebrity Death Match.
Fic writer J: Oh.
Big O Dorothy: What are you doing here?
Dorothy: My name is Dorothy Cata-
Big O Dorothy: You are mistaken for I am Dorothy.
Dorothy: No you bitch, I'm Dorothy!
Big O Dorothy: I am Dorothy.
Dorothy: I'M DOROTHY, fucker! Hey, you stole my headband!
Big O Dorothy: Did not!
Dorothy: Did too! I used to have a headband just like that too, bitch! (Both Dorothy from Gundam Wing and Dorothy from Big O have black headbands.)
Relena: Great! Maybe they'll cat fight.
"Missy": Nah. It's not Dorothy's style.
"Mars": Which Dorothy?
"Missy": The Big O one.
Relena: *sighs* too bad.
Sally: Ooh! They're drawing swords!
Relena: Yea!
Noin: Oh, false alarm, Big O Dorothy is just helping Dorothy trim her hair.
Relena: Damn.
Heero: It's the Big O pilot.
Trowa: Wannabe.
Wufei: Kill him!
Heero: Omae-
B. O. pilot Roger Smith: Yo, man, shut up! What's with all this Japanese language?
Heero: Kisama!
Roger Smith: I can't understand a fucken' word you're saying.
Trowa: But you're Japanese.
Roger Smith: So? And your point is?
Quatre: May kuso fall upon you.
Roger Smith: Oh, hey, Quatre I trust you because you always act so feminine. So is this "May kuso fall upon you" some kind of blessing?
Quatre: It's actually May kuso rain down upon you. And yeah I guess you could call it a blessing.
Roger Smith: Thanks man.
[Heero, Trowa, Wufei, and Duo are cracking up. Heero is pounding on the ground]
Heero: Anyway, Omae-
Roger Smith: I thought I asked you to shut up!
"Mars": You shut it!
Roger Smith: You.
"Mars": No-you-shut-no-shu-t-shut it-no I don't want to hear it-no-shut-SHUT IT! (Every time there is a - B. O. pilot tried to cut in)
Trowa: Thank you, now we can kill him.
[Heero is jumping into his Gundam. The Big O pilot into the Big O. Trowa jumped into Heavyarms. Wufei into Nataku. Duo into Deathscythe Hell Custom. And Quatre into Sandrock.]
Trowa: You may go first Heero.
Heero: Thank you.
Roger Smith: Oh cut the crap. What is with all the formalities. I mean-
[A sound vibrates through the air as the Big O is sliced in half, shot, blasted, cut, blown apart, and destroyed]
Heero: I thought I was going first.
Trowa, Quatre, Wufei, and Duo: *looking sheepish* (mumbling) Sorry we couldn't resist.
Heero: Rest in pieces Roger Smith.
Quatre: May kuso rain down upon you.
Fic writer "Jess": That's funny.
"Mars": What's funny?
Fic writer "Jess": I would have thought that B. O. Dorothy would have protested or fought back.
"Mars": Inquisitive.
Dorothy: Not really. *triumphantly holds up a black headband* As you know, her headband was her hard drive.
Amard/Amara/Sliced Uranus: I'm back!
Fic writer "Jess": Okay. New rule in this fic, if you are a girl dressed as a guy, or vice-versa you have to leave. So all cross dressers be gone. Now!
Sliced Uranus: Aw shucks.
Treize: You are only referring to Uranus right?
"Mars": Oh.my.ZERO.are you saying-
"Missy": All cross dressers.
Treize: Darn, come on Uranus *leaves with Uranus*
Everyone: *sweat drop*
"Missy": Hey Quatre, shouldn't you be gone?
Quatre: Piss off you Omae lover.
"Jess": Yeah, Quatre.
Fic writer J: Shut up Jess. Quatre is a boy.
Heero: I wasn't aware that Treize-
Wufei: Disturbing isn't it?
Dorothy: I've got the headband, I've got the headband-
"Missy": Ooooookay.
"Mars": Where are we now?
Venus: Oh Zero no! Don't tell me, are we at Dragonball Z? Please no.
Fic writer J: Yup! Welcome to Dragonball Z girls and boys, please keep your hands, mouths, and feet inside the tour cart.
Fic writer "Jess": Oh for sobbing in your mobile suit, what kind of fic is this?!
Fic writer J: Excuse me, do you have a something to say Jess-with-quote-marks-around-your-name, because I'm sure I can pen in some scandalous and degrading-to-your-image scenes. After your little "What?-I just-made-you-a-stripper-with-Quatre-in-my-last-fic,-what-is-the-big-deal,- don't-get-so-mad" deal on your last fic, I wouldn't push the envelope of luck!
Fic writer "Jess": Hehe.
Fic writer "Jess": W.T.F.?! What are we doing at the set of Big O?!
Heero, Trowa, Wufei, Quatre, and Duo: Big O?! Where?! Where?~
Trowa: Big O is a wannabe Gundam!
Heero: Yeah!!! I'm gonna kick that wannabe's pussyass in the Wing ZERO.
Wufei: Not if I kill him first!
Fic writer J: Hey where did those Addams Family dudes go?
Noin: Deathscythe Hell-O? Death plus Celebrities fighting equals fun for that family. They stayed at Celebrity Death Match.
Fic writer J: Oh.
Big O Dorothy: What are you doing here?
Dorothy: My name is Dorothy Cata-
Big O Dorothy: You are mistaken for I am Dorothy.
Dorothy: No you bitch, I'm Dorothy!
Big O Dorothy: I am Dorothy.
Dorothy: I'M DOROTHY, fucker! Hey, you stole my headband!
Big O Dorothy: Did not!
Dorothy: Did too! I used to have a headband just like that too, bitch! (Both Dorothy from Gundam Wing and Dorothy from Big O have black headbands.)
Relena: Great! Maybe they'll cat fight.
"Missy": Nah. It's not Dorothy's style.
"Mars": Which Dorothy?
"Missy": The Big O one.
Relena: *sighs* too bad.
Sally: Ooh! They're drawing swords!
Relena: Yea!
Noin: Oh, false alarm, Big O Dorothy is just helping Dorothy trim her hair.
Relena: Damn.
Heero: It's the Big O pilot.
Trowa: Wannabe.
Wufei: Kill him!
Heero: Omae-
B. O. pilot Roger Smith: Yo, man, shut up! What's with all this Japanese language?
Heero: Kisama!
Roger Smith: I can't understand a fucken' word you're saying.
Trowa: But you're Japanese.
Roger Smith: So? And your point is?
Quatre: May kuso fall upon you.
Roger Smith: Oh, hey, Quatre I trust you because you always act so feminine. So is this "May kuso fall upon you" some kind of blessing?
Quatre: It's actually May kuso rain down upon you. And yeah I guess you could call it a blessing.
Roger Smith: Thanks man.
[Heero, Trowa, Wufei, and Duo are cracking up. Heero is pounding on the ground]
Heero: Anyway, Omae-
Roger Smith: I thought I asked you to shut up!
"Mars": You shut it!
Roger Smith: You.
"Mars": No-you-shut-no-shu-t-shut it-no I don't want to hear it-no-shut-SHUT IT! (Every time there is a - B. O. pilot tried to cut in)
Trowa: Thank you, now we can kill him.
[Heero is jumping into his Gundam. The Big O pilot into the Big O. Trowa jumped into Heavyarms. Wufei into Nataku. Duo into Deathscythe Hell Custom. And Quatre into Sandrock.]
Trowa: You may go first Heero.
Heero: Thank you.
Roger Smith: Oh cut the crap. What is with all the formalities. I mean-
[A sound vibrates through the air as the Big O is sliced in half, shot, blasted, cut, blown apart, and destroyed]
Heero: I thought I was going first.
Trowa, Quatre, Wufei, and Duo: *looking sheepish* (mumbling) Sorry we couldn't resist.
Heero: Rest in pieces Roger Smith.
Quatre: May kuso rain down upon you.
Fic writer "Jess": That's funny.
"Mars": What's funny?
Fic writer "Jess": I would have thought that B. O. Dorothy would have protested or fought back.
"Mars": Inquisitive.
Dorothy: Not really. *triumphantly holds up a black headband* As you know, her headband was her hard drive.
Amard/Amara/Sliced Uranus: I'm back!
Fic writer "Jess": Okay. New rule in this fic, if you are a girl dressed as a guy, or vice-versa you have to leave. So all cross dressers be gone. Now!
Sliced Uranus: Aw shucks.
Treize: You are only referring to Uranus right?
"Mars": Oh.my.ZERO.are you saying-
"Missy": All cross dressers.
Treize: Darn, come on Uranus *leaves with Uranus*
Everyone: *sweat drop*
"Missy": Hey Quatre, shouldn't you be gone?
Quatre: Piss off you Omae lover.
"Jess": Yeah, Quatre.
Fic writer J: Shut up Jess. Quatre is a boy.
Heero: I wasn't aware that Treize-
Wufei: Disturbing isn't it?
Dorothy: I've got the headband, I've got the headband-
"Missy": Ooooookay.
"Mars": Where are we now?
Venus: Oh Zero no! Don't tell me, are we at Dragonball Z? Please no.
Fic writer J: Yup! Welcome to Dragonball Z girls and boys, please keep your hands, mouths, and feet inside the tour cart.
Fic writer "Jess": Oh for sobbing in your mobile suit, what kind of fic is this?!
Fic writer J: Excuse me, do you have a something to say Jess-with-quote-marks-around-your-name, because I'm sure I can pen in some scandalous and degrading-to-your-image scenes. After your little "What?-I just-made-you-a-stripper-with-Quatre-in-my-last-fic,-what-is-the-big-deal,- don't-get-so-mad" deal on your last fic, I wouldn't push the envelope of luck!
Fic writer "Jess": Hehe.