Ok nearly finished this fic, only a few more chapters, wonder what to do with the next one... I don't own any characters or hate any of them. Except Emma... but the fun you can have with C4 and her makes up for it though, oh and the PSG-1T, PSG-1, Socom, Claymore, Stinger and Nikita and fists... I don't hate Van Diesel either, wait a minute... I do, more than words can say... Damn I feel angry today. Any ideas would be great thanks and also please review:)

*Still in the studio, Otacon's making out with Wolf, Snake's modelling the latest fashion- cardboard box pants, Raiden's fascinated by the fold down chair, Liquid's sending his model plane to attack Snake, Rose is moaning at the guy next to her and Tom's woken up and is now bending over and mooing like a cow. *

Otacon: Mmmffpph.

Wolf: Mmpphhh...

Snake: *Looking at the box he's wearing.* Conservative yet stylish.

Raiden: *Stands up.* Chair goes up. *Sits down.* Chair goes down. Chair goes up, chair goes down, chair goes up.....

Liquid: *The plane's faltering* Fly! C'mon fly!!!!

Rose: *To guy next to her as she rummages though his bag.* It's like I don't even know you. Your heart is empty like your bag.

Guy: Er lady I don't even know you...

Rose: You'd even deny that!

Tom: Mooooooooo! Want to milk the cow, I know you dooooooooooo! *Makes eagle sounds.*

*Graham stares at the scene in front of him in disbelief.*

Graham: I always new this day would come, but in a million years I never thought it would be like this... I QUIT!!!!!!!! *Runs out screaming.* ARGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Snake: Good. Let's go to the liquor store!!

Liquid: I have a better idea... DIEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! *Does running head-butt at Snake.*

*Snake moves out of the way, just in time and Liquid falls though the door*

Liquid: Ow! Bloody hell!

Snake: That's right, that way.

Spike: *Appears from nowhere.* Oi! Runny Python! Stop nicking my line!

Snake: You must get hurt a lot.

Spike: Yeah going out with Buffy will do that to you.

Snake: Don't you mean Muffy. I thought "Muffy the Vampire Layer" was great!

Raiden: What's it about? Ha ha, does she kill them by laying on them?

Snake: Well... She does lay on them... In fact-

Otacon: -No Snake, he's too young! You filthy pervert!

Snake: Like your mum. Ha ha like your mum, great cuss. Look let's just go, that dog seems to be bored with shredding the wall to pieces and I don't like the way it's looking at me...

Raiden: WAIT! I need to do something!

Rose: Look, we all know the "I'm a Cucumber." song off by heart.

Raiden: Awww. OK something else. *Sees the camera and dives in front of it or rather into it.* Hi Mum!

Solidus: Err, about the whole parent thing, I killed them remember?

Raiden: Who's that woman I keep on following around then?!

Woman: Get away from me!!! My name's Jennifer!

Raiden: But you said you're my mum! Also that if I didn't stop I'd get a present I'd never forget. Guess what? didn't stop.

Snake: *Sighs.* And don't we know it?

Woman: Firstly I said. I'm NOT your mother. And secondly... *She gives him a great big slap.*

Raiden: Where's the present?

Woman: Stay away from me you freak!!

Raiden: Your name's Jennifer.

Meryl: Pleaaseee can we go? I think I'm busting my butt-pads from sitting on them too much!

*As they leave the whole room falls apart*

Snake: That happens a lot...

Olga: LIQUOR STORE! LIQUOR STORE! LIQUOR STORE!

Solidus: Sorry about her, she's Russian.

Olga: See?*Lifts up her arms to show massive amounts of arm hair.*

Snake: *Sees sign above building outside saying. "XXX- Live Action Here."* I think we should go there.

Raiden: Me too.

Solidus: *Proudly.* He's turning out to be just like me.

Raiden: You like Van Diesel too? Let's see it, I heard it's a great movie.

Snake: You know the one thing he's missing?

Liquid: Hair! *Starts stroking his.* Isn't mine perfect?

Snake: Try's to ignore Liquid's second comment. Right he has no hair.

Fatman and Raven: Hahahahaha no hair. *Sad looks* Wait nor do we.

Fatman: But I have bombs! MMMMmmmm Dinner. Bomb meet baby, baby meet bomb.

Snake: I don't think that's a good-

*BBBBBOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM*

Fatman: MMMmmmmmm

Snake: What the hell?!!

Fatman: Tasty.

Snake: Anyway...... Diesel's just trying to be Bond, but the hillbilly version. I bet he likes his beer stirred not shaken. Damn idiot, I'm a real spy tough guy, not him! I hate him so much... *Remembers he wants to see some action.* Err.. I mean great movie, let's go into the building marked with XXX and see it!

Raiden: Yeah!

Meryl: Yeah!

Wolf: Nooo! I don't think you realise....

Olga: YEAH!!! Naked women! Uhh I mean Van Diesel!

Snake: That's settled then! You know I'm glad I brought my box now. It's great for covering stuff...

Otacon: Sna-

Snake: -Your mother! God I love those words. Work so well.