Disclaimer: You guys know the drill, don't own the LoD cast, or the lyrics of the song.

Author's Note: This is what happens as a result of boredom, lack of sleep, and not being able to change the radio station. More humor! Mwahahahahahahahaha. Beware the Pop Ferret for she is evil incarnate. Yes, yes she is. Oh, and for the record, DOWN WITH LAVITZ!!!!!

The Uprising

The Ferret paces back and forth, looking from the clock, to the wall, and then back to the clock. In the background is a huge stage scene, a tropical island with blue skies, white beaches, clear water, you know the drill...but, the cast was late, and she wasn't...-crash- ah, perfect, there they are.

The entire Legend of Dragoon cast tumbles out of the wall, and immediately sets to scrambling about, looking for a way out.

Ferret: Well it's about bloody time. Now come on, into costumes, we have work to do.

All: ~blink slowly at the beret wearing author~

Dart: Work? Now wait a minute, I'm still recovering from dying.

Ferret: I can change that. ~shoots him an angry glare~ I told you, we're doing a remake of that old Beach Boys song, Kokomo.

Meru: I get to dance!!

Albert: No, I absolutely refuse. Banish me to your little netherworld if you must, but I'm not making a fool out of myself.

Meanwhile, Lloyd, Haschel, and Kongol had ambled over to examine the so called costumes, and it was Lloyd who voiced his disgust, holding up a bright red and white Hawaian shirt.

Lloyd: I am -not- wearing this.

Ferret: ~smiles sweetly, and yet, dangerously~ Lloydikins, you -will- wear the shirt, and you -will- sing the song, because if you don't...~lets the threat hang.~

Miranda: Well, you can make him wear the shirt, but I -refuse- to wear this...this...thing! ~hurls the oh so very expensive grass skirt to the ground, causing the Ferret to spin around and glare angrily. The others scurry for hiding, except maybe Albert, because he is just that stupid.~

Ferret: Pick up the skirt. Put it on, and maybe, maybe I'll let you live.

Miranda: No.

Ferret: ~blinking slowly, left eye twitching~ No? NO? You dare defy me?! You miserable wretched little ingrate!

Lloyd: Oh -hell- she's gonna -pop-!

Pop, oh yes, when the Pop Ferret goes pop, it's never a good thing for those that cause it. But, indeed, the Wingly was right, the Ferret was about to pop. The left eye began to twitch violently, and then...-boom- in a big puff of blue smoke she 'popped' just, disappeared from sight, though a liberal shower of silver and blue glitter rained down on the gathered LoD cast.

Miranda: ~looks a little dazed after the explosion~ Did I kill it?

Lloyd: ~peers out from behind the couch and shakes his head no, genstering franticly, but unable to speak~

Miranda: I killed it! We're free! We're....uh oh.

Uh oh indeed, for the Ferret had reappeared in all her glowing red-eyed glory and clamped both hands on the Silver-white dragoon's shoulders.

Ferret: You will -all- now get into costume and take your places on the set or I will be forced to start maiming people hideously.

All: ~swallow hard and scramble to get into costume~

Sometime later, though grumbling, all are dressed and in their appropriate places. Rose, however, has neglected to join in the so called video, and instead stalks back and forth in the background, making a vain attempt not to laugh. Lloyd and Dart have been condemned to bright red, white flowered shirts and khakis, Greham, Lavitz and Albert to the same, only with green shirts. Doel...well, we won't even go there, for he stood in the background laughing quite rudely. Kongol wears a bright yellow skirt, which looks a little too small maybe, and Haschel, a very loud purple shirt and khakis. Poor Shana, Miranda, and Meru, reduced to grass skirts and coconut bras.

Ferret: Stop glowering! Smile, this is supposed to be fun!

Miranda: You get up here and wear these things and then tell us to smile.

Ferret: I shall pretend I didn't hear that. Okay, right, this is what I want, Dart, Lloydikins, the two of you will alternate the lead vocals, the rest of you guys will be back up. Shana, Miranda, Meru, just stand back there, dance around and look pretty. Alright, set? Lights, camera, action!

Cue the annoying island music that leads into the infamous Beach boy song Kokomo.

All Guys: ~grumbling and mumbling the words~ Aruba, Jamaica, ooo I wanna take ya. Bermuda, bahama, c'mon pretty mama...

Haschel: Ack!

Miranda: ~glaring darkly and brandishing a club~ You touch me again you dirty old man and I'll do worse!

Haschel: Shove off you hag, I'd rather be locked in a tomb with a two thousand year old walking corpse than touch you.

Miranda: HAG?! That's it you perverted old man, now you die!

Ferret: FREEZE! There will be no killing on this set unless -I- am doing it! Do I make myself clear?!

All: Crystal.

Ferret: Good. Action.

Dart: Off the Florida keys, there's a place called Kokomo, that's where you wanna go, to get away from it all. ~sings offkey on purpose, earning a scathing glare from Ferret~

Ferret: Cut!! Dart, what the hell are you doing? Are you offkey on purpose? I know you are, you evil, evil blonde. Look, is a little cooperation so much to ask for? Really I ACK!!!

Oh no! It's an uprising! The poor LoD cast, being able to bear no more ridiculous and humiliating parodies have sprung up to retaliate against authors, starting with the Pop Ferret! Miranda and Shana scramble for their normal clothes, whilst Dart, Lavitz, Albert, Greham, Doel, Haschel, and Kongol, yes it does take all of them, for the Ferret is blessed with author magic, and therefore quite strong,, or imagined herself to be so, struggle to bind the firey young woman's hands so she couldn't snap her fingers and banish them all away.

Ferret: Let go of me! I demand you release me at once! You can't do this! No, no uprisings in my fics! Noooo! No-umph. ~is effectively silenced by Lloyd smacking a piece of heavy duty duct tape down over her mouth.~

-Will the Ferret survive this uprising? Will the cast finally have their way and somehow manage to steal all her author magic away? Will Lavitz get his revenge for her endless banishing of him? Will other authors come to the rescue of the Ferret, or has she condemned herself to endless torment at the hands of the do-gooders she took such joy in torturing? Stay tuned to find out!!-