Disclaimer: I do NOT own G Gundam or Monty Python. G Gundam is owned by Bandai, and Monty Python is owned by four living and one dead complete screwballs.
A/N: This is a fic mixing Monty Python and the Holy Grail and G Gundam. Characters will be OOC, stupid, and randomly insane. Please do not contact me if you have a problem with that, because obviously your brain has been replaced with Spam and you are an idiot. Thank You, this has been a public service announcement made by Spam Inc.
And Now………
G Gundam and the Man Named Kyoji!
It was a cold foggy morning in someplace that has no real name, but is just a foggy place in Studio 24. King Domon and his trusty servant Rain galloped up a hill made of plywood, paint, and plaster molds, intent on reaching the model of a castle above.
Domon: Whoa, Rain! Lets go check this false castle out!
Rain: (Grumbling under her breath about having to clop two empty halves of coconut together to make a horse sound and carry all of Domon's stuff on her back) Can't you just use the Core Lander or Fuunsaiki?
Domon: No. This is supposed to be in Medieval Times, and I have no idea who this Fuunsaiki guy is… (Whistles)
Rain: (Under breath) Stupid, stereotypical Git.
Domon: What was that?
Rain: Oh, nothing………
And so, the two intrepid semi-heroes, or to be-heroes, but right now just people, went on to the castle in Studio 24.
Guard 1: Who goes there?
Domon: It is I, the one and only Domon Kasshu. Fighter of Neo Japan. Defeater of all other people! The most important guy since……… well, since myself!
Guard 1: Pull the other one.
Domon: I am, and this is my trusty servant Rain. We have ridden the length of the country to find Knights of the Shuffle Alliance, and ask that if we could stay here for the night, your lord and master can join the Shuffle Alliance.
Guard 1: What, ridden on a horse?
Domon: Yes.
Guard 1: You're using coconuts!
Domon: What?
Guard 1: You've got two empty halves of coconut and you're bangin' em together! That's not a horse! It's a prop! A cheap Prop! You lazy bums!
Domon: Look, who cares? Just go and ask your-
Guard 1: Where'd you get the coconuts?
Domon: We found them.
Guard 1: Found em? In Mercia?! The coconut's tropical, and this is a temperate zone! And a swallow can't carry a coconut, even if it were an African Swallow!
Guard 2: But two swallows could hold it on a standard creeper, and carry it!
Guard 1: (Doesn't notice Rain and Domon leave) What, held underneath the dorsal guiding feathers? Or could a Gundam have dropped it? Huh……… I don't know, and now I've got a headache………
END FIRST INSTALLMENT OF COMPLETE INSANITY
A/N 2: Yes, the beginning part was taken right out of Monty Python and the Holy Grail, but that's too bad for you people who think other people's work is complete rubbish. I'd like to see how much people will like your stuff if you constantly put other people's stuff in the garbage. But for those of you who like this stuff, good job!
