TCL: (at school) this isn't funny. I'm a prisoner in my own school. (she slouches in her seat. Surrounding her are a wide variety of authors/Pokemon/unrecognizable stuff)
C9Y: This is the lowest of the low. It's an FF.Net class!
All: (screams)
Teacher: Good morning class. I would like you to hand in your essays. (he walks around the room, saying the titles of various essays)
TCL: Mine is horrible…
Sonicrazy91: (whispering) Where do I put this dynamite?
TCL: Somewhere where it'll make the biggest explosion.
Sc91: (shrugs) 'kay. (sticks it in the teacher's desk)
(The class giggles, and the teacher doesn't notice)
Teacher: (reading Lccorp2's) Lc, were you feeling okay when you wrote this?
Lccorp2: I was high on chlorinated bleach, but other than that I was okay.
Teacher: o_0
C9Y: (whispers to TCL) Get ready!
Class: 10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1… BAIL!!!!
(everyone runs out as fast as they can)
Teacher: What is the meaning of this???
TCL: Eh-heh. (presses a red button on a portable control device)
Ka-BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!
C9Y: Soooo… Who's going to clean up the remains of the teacher?
TCL: Not I.
Everyone else: Me neither! (they run away)
~*~*~MEANWHILE~*~*~
Lance: …127, 128, 129, 130, 131. Wow. That's a lot.
(Will walks in)
Will: What are you counting, Lance?
Lance: I'm counting how long Tracey can stand on his head before the blood rushes to his head and blows up.
Will: That explains the amount of random pieces of Tracey all over your gym, huh?
Lance: yeah.
(Yes, I am going to be nice to Lance, for once. Never thought that would happen)
Will: Ok. (he leaves)
(Lance sits down and turns on the TV)
Lance: I wonder if there's anything on…
(the channel he turns on just happens to have a vacuum commercial on.)
Lance: Oh great. Not another DirtDevil advertisement. -_-
(The vacuum suddenly becomes 3 dimensional, comes out of the TV, and sucks Lance into its chambers. The vacuum grows to ten times its normal size, now becoming the height of a four-story building)
(Okay, so maybe I'm not THAT nice to Lance)
Will: Oh boy. (he looks at the vacuum)
Karen: Why is there a giant vacuum…?
Koga and Bruno: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!
Lance: Help.
(the authors rush in, armed with swords and weapons from Eskimo Jolteon Episode 27)
Lccorp2: (aiming explosives) Ready… aim…
All: FIRE!!!
(they fire a bunch of highly-powered explosive bullets at the vacuum cleaner, which shoots tiny lasers back at them)
TCL: (into walkie-talkie) It's not working! We're loosing men!
(Corrector9Yui gets shot down)
TCL: (into walkie-talkie) Or women, whichever you prefer… We need backup! Fast!
(the entire cast of every single fan fic of Lccorp2, TCL, C9Y, PyroVulpix, Sonicrazy91, DClick, Miss Misty USA, I LUV Ash Ketchum Etc. appears and begins to pummel the vacuum)
Jolteon*: (on Lasrea**'s back) Take this! (fires a wide variety of machine gun bullets at the vacuum)
(Rattata*** sails by on Pidgey****'s back)
Rattata: How do we take it out?
PyroVulpix: With flame! Flame I tell you! (fires a jet stream of flames at the vacuum)
TCL: And don't forget my handy-dandy Crimson Aeroblast! (smirks and blasts the vacuum)
(They fight against the seemingly indestructable vacuum for hours, before-)
Clunk.
All: WE HAVE DEFEATED THE VACUUM! REJOICE!!! (they bounce up and down)
TCL: Hey, does anyone have any cookies? Or cheeseburgers?
(The fic characters go back in the fics)
Lccorp2: Nah. But I got plenty of bleach.
TCL: …Forget I asked.
Bruno: Oh my gosh, what happened in here?
TCL: We were destroying the vacuum.
Bruno: Oh, okay. (he turns around and leaves)
(Lance crawls out of the remnants of the vacuum)
Lance: I am never ever watching a vacuum advertisement again!
(Meanwhile, in a land far, far away)
Tracey: Blast it! Those stupid authors ruined all of my plans! But beware, my evil mutant vacuum cleaners shall succeed next time! Then I will take over the world! (evil witch cackle)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*Jolteon is from Lccorp2's Eskimo Jolteon
**Lasrea is from TCL (me!)'s Thus Ancient Hearts Alike
***Rattata is from PyroVulpix's Pidgey and Me
****Pidgey is from PyroVulpix's Pidgey and Me again
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