Lizzy: hello readers! Back for your daily dose of insanity?

Avari: Lizzy? Wouldn't we have to update this on a daily basis for it to be a 'daily dose?'

YC: Yes well, it can count as their dose for today. Anyway, we got ONE review more. ONE. That's STILL not enough to make the seven we should've posted the THIRD chapter after (that's if your not desperate enough to count Giggle Galaxy's twice).

Lizzy: you're enthusiasm for this story's continuation is overwhelming. We'll try not to be overcome by the startling amount of response.

YC: we WOULD be doing another shout out but seeing as we only got ONE review from j p harling *coughBOBcough*, we'll do another shout out later when we actually get enough reviews to shout out for. Come on people, if you stop reviewing, we'll stop writing and that'll just ruin everyone's fun. Besides, I for one want to keep this going so we can get on to the cast party-

Crye: *drops whatever she's doing* CAST PARTY????

Lizzy: (to Avari) Now, I don't recall her stuttering and I'm quite sure that's what she said . . .

Crye: *glares around the room* Surely you can't be serious.

YC: I am serious, and don't call me Shirley (we do not own whatever that is a quote from.)

Avari: as thrilling as this is, I do believe we have a fic to be getting on with . . .

YC: hey! WE'RE the authoresses, you're just the peanut gallery! WE'RE the ones doing the writing

Avari: this isn't writing, this is rambling. Might I suggest we get the next chapter started?

Crye: their kind doesn't take suggestions. Unfortunately I've been around them way to long to know that

YC: *sly grin* just as you've been around someone ELSE a little too long *coughBAKURAcough*

Lizzy: YC, if we go into that we'll be doing the beginning note forever! As much as I hate agreeing with Avari, let's start the chapter now shall we?

YC: fine by me.

~*~*~*~*And Now For Our Feature Presentation*~*~*~*~

Seto: you're still READING this? What possessed you? All Yamis In Audience: *glare*

Seto: *sigh* anyway, Ry- er, Snow White has just been dragged off into the forest by the huntsman to "pick flowers." Tsch. Yeah, like THAT'S going to happen. If your any smarter than what I give you people credit for (which you probably aren't since you're reading this in the first place) you should have figured out that they aren't simply going out for an, ahem, picnic, but rather it is now the huntsman's time to prove his worth and kill HER off.

Lizzy: (in the background) MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

Seto: *rolls eyes* but of course as this IS still a stupid pointless fairytale, she gets away by some strange force of nature (compassion) and released into the wild, expected to survive on HER own. . . *muttering to self* idiot. SHE can't even survive with all the comforts of home

Curtain: *opens*

Ryou: *is standing on stages in his dress* (thinking) how did I get talked into this again?

Kimo: ok, go pick flowers or romp around in the field or whatever. I'll be here sharpening my hai- er, AXE

Ryou: don't girls 'frolic?'

Kimo: how should I know? YOU'RE supposed to be the girl

Ryou: *sighs and smoothes out a wrinkle in his skirt* right. . . *goes off to unenthusiastically pick the fake flowers that are conveniently growing out of the stage*

PLASTIC flowers: *wilt as soon as ryou touches them*

Ryou: (to the flowers) come on, it's not that bad

PLASTIC flowers: *seem to whisper back* yes it is

Kimo: *walks over to Ryou holding his axe* alright MISS, queen's orders. You're to be returned to the palace a head shorter.

Ryou: *in an under tone* you know that you're not REALLY supposed to hurt me with that right?

Kimo: *grins* did the authoresses of the story not say "be creative" with the script?

Ryou: *eyes get big (I'm sensing a reoccurring theme here. . .)* yipe! *puts his arms up in a defensive position* please don't hurt me!

Lizzy: nice use of your catch phrase ryou!

Crye: well if nothing else, that certainly made him pay attention

YC: *jaw drops* KIMO! STICK TO THE SCRIPT! (We're so good at contradicting ourselves, aren't we?)

Kimo: awwww. . . *pouts* I never get to have any fun.

Crye: *sternly* as I recall, you're not in this to have fun. You're in this because if you don't do as we say there will be extreme pain in your immediate future.

Lizzy: *coughGETONWITHITRYOUcough*

Ryou: huh? Right! um, excuse me sir, I would really appreciate it if you um, DIDN'T kill me

Kimo: *rolls eyes* (thinking) if this were the REAL world and not a fanfic this guy, um, GIRL would be dead by now. . . alright, what was I supposed to do again? Oh right! *drops axe* (sarcastically) your compelling moral speech has overwhelmed me to "do the right thing" and let you go. Ok, so. . . get into that forest (thinking) AND DIE!

Ryou: Hey, um. . . can I have some of the picnic we brought?

Kimo: *looks at him like he's insane* and what, pray tell, would you do with PLASTIC FOOD?

Ryou: *cowers* yeah, I'll be in the forest *bolts off stage (again)*

Kimo: ok, time to have some REAL fun *goes off to look for a wild animal to butcher*

YC: you know, we should probably just make him buy one and spare the readers the gore. . .

Crye: oh let him have a little fun. It's not like he'll have much of that for long anyway

Lizzy: I have no problems with it. gives Kimo something to do and Bakura something to eat. We need to do a scene change don't we? *snaps her fingers and a forest backdrop falls. Trees grow out of the stage floor*

Avari: *sticks her head in the stage room* Hey um, guys? We kind of have some visitors. . . *steps aside and Ash, Misty and Tracey accompanied by Pikachu, Togepi, and Marill*

Lizzy: *stares* why is the pokemon cast (who we don't own) here again? (IJ, um, long story. Let's just say Ryou got some visitors in his soul room one day. . .)

YC: yay! Togepi! *Huggles Togepi*

Crye: step away from the overly cute life form

Tracey: (to crye) hold still! Let me sketch you! *whips out his drawing pad*

Lizzy: *cracks her knuckles* you guys can stay, but none of that Tracey. Put the art supplies away

Tracey: aaawwwww. . . *puts his stuff away and pouts*

Crye: of all things, why was I the one picked to be sketched?

Tracey: you exhibit such great emotion! Have you ever considered becoming a model?

Avari: (to Tracey) ok, it is within your best interests to just shut up now. I'm going back to be sure nothing gets killed in the chibi room *leaves*

Crye: *clenches fists* model? MODEL??? I need to strangle something now. . . *goes off to find bakura* (anyone who didn't see that coming doesn't know crye well enough)

Lizzy: yeah, anyway. . . so, if you guys want to sit down we have chairs for audience members

Pokemon cast: *take seats*

Ash and Misty: *are arguing over how much butter should be put on the popcorn*

Lizzy: *shakes her head* so, whose line is it any- *a-hem* whose line is it NOW? (shut up all of you, of course we don't own this either)

YC: the forest. CUE WOODLAND CREATURES!

Dark Magician (DM from now on): *walks out on stage wearing a squirrel costume. Holding his staff*

Lizzy: DM! What did I tell you about your staff? *sigh* alright, this can be fixed. . . *snaps her fingers and it vanishes from his grasp and appears in her hands* (to YC) I'm going to go hide this, hold the fort while I'm gone would you?

YC: ok. Where are the chipmunk and beaver? GET OUT HERE YOU TWO!

Beaver Warrior (BW, if you haven't guessed the theme here then you might want to seek the guidance of a higher life form) and Celtic Guardian (CG): *walk out on stage*

CG: *is in a chipmunk costume and holding two signs in place of his sword. He storms across the stage and shoves one of the signs into DM's hands before returning to his place*

DM: *deep sigh* *holds up his sign*

Sign: *reads:* Pika Pika!

Pikachu: *glares. Sparks start to fly from his cheeks*

YC: oh no. . . *waves at DM and makes gestures with her hands in an attempt to mime "turn it over!"*

DM: *looks at his sign and promptly flips it around*

Sign: *now reads:* Chitter Chitter!

CG: *holds up his sign which reads:* Squeakity squeak! Squeak squeakin! (*sigh* must I? we DON'T own The Emperor's New Groove either!)

BW: *come on people. Follow the pattern*

BW's sign: *reads:* Cromp Cromp Cromp (Hamtaro is also not ours)

Ryou: *walks out on stage* oh, look at all of the cute little forest creatures (thinking) the chipmunk is taller than I am

All "Woodland Creatures": *death glare at Ryou*

Ryou: *gulps* could the sweet little forest animals help me find a place to stay? I fear I'm dreadfully lost

Lizzy: *slips back into the stage room no longer holding DM's staff*

YC: you have to help the 'poor helpless birdie' first *snaps fingers and Harpie's Pet Dragon falls through the stage ceiling and lands in a 'tree, glaring down at Ryou with fire on its breath and smoke coming out of its nostrils*

Ryou: *looks wide-eyed up at the 'birdie' and shoots a terrified look at the authoresses* (mouths) POOR HELPLESS LITTLE BIRDIE?!?!?!?!?!?

YC: as I said before, WE COULDN'T GET REAL ANIMALS! Just deal with it Ryou, please?

Harpie's Pet Dragon: *moves on the tree branch*

Tree Branch: *CRACK!*

Harpie's Pet Dragon: *falls in front of Ryou and glares down at him*

Ryou: *looks up, WAY up at Harpie's Pet Dragon. gives it a weak smile* oh m- m-my, you p-p-p-poor thing. I h-hope you're n-n-not hurt from f-f-f- falling from that t-t-tree

Harpie's Pet Dragon: *blows a smoke ring around Ryou's head*

Ryou: *shaking from head to foot by now* c-c-c-can I h-h-h-help y-you b-b- back to your n-nest?

Harpie's Pet Dragon: *growls at him, he seems not to be in the mood to be helped by something so miniscule*

Ryou: *whimpers in terror and abruptly passes out*

Lizzy: well, he lasted longer than I thought he would, darn, now I owe Avari 5 dollars. . .

YC: *looks at her in horror* you BET on him? for your favorite character you could treat him a little better

Lizzy: silly YC, bakura is my favorite! Well, actually, it changes with my mood, but that's beside the point! (which doesn't matter anyway) (( we realize this is an overused line but it's probably our most favorite running gag for now so get used to it, it's not going anywhere)

YC: *shakes her head* I suppose we have to find a temporary replacement now. It seems kind of cruel to force him to wake up

Crye: *comes back* ok, let's get the facts: you put him in a dress, casted him as the lead, FEMALE, character, made him wear MAKEUP and TIGHTS, made him work with rabid chibis, almost let Kimo chop his head off, and forced him to work with YOU two. How much more cruel can you get?

YC: it could be worse. We could've casted YOU as Snow Whi- waiiit a minute. . .

Lizzy: *smirks* now THERE'S an idea. . . *fiendish grin at Crye*

Crye: *backs away* oh no. there is NO way in this life or the next that you are EVER going to force me into that dress!

~*20 minutes later*~

Crye: *In the Snow White costume (complete with makeup and tights)* I can't believe you forced me into this dress

Lizzy: *is working on reorganizing the forest scene* ok, CG, BW you bring Ryou to his dressing room. Put him on his bed and let him rest, we'll wake him up later. Where did DM go? Probably to look for his staff, no matter, he'll never find it where I hid it in the janitor's closet. . . DARN! Shouldn't have said that. . . oh well. *slaps Harpie's Pet Dragon who was eyeing Ryou hungrily* none of that from you! we'll feed you later, now MOVE IT PEOPLE!!!

DM: *leaps on stage holding his staff and a sign that reads:* Marill Marill! *gets squirted by a stream of water from the small blue mouse in the audience and looks at his sign which he then turns over so it now reads:* HA HA!

Crye: *is pouting in the corner* I can't believe what little freedom I have to call my own has been taken from me yet again *glares fixedly at Yami*

Yami: (mouths) sorry! *points to YC and Lizzy* (out loud) they were threatening to shave Yugi's head, what else could I do?

Crye: I must remember to maim my hikari for this. . .

Yami: it could be worse, at least you only have to do this until Ryou wakes up again, which should be well before the end. . . *shudder*

Crye: *grins* yes, LUCKY me. Of course with my luck he'll probably pass out when he sees you at the end anyway (foreshadowing, dramatic irony, or just irony in general. . . such a great tool to use, it all depends on which one of these three you feel like choosing because it really could be any of these)

Ryou: *has been taken back to his dressing room by CG and BW and is asleep for the time being*

Lizzy: *is having a glaring contest with DM* you can't keep it. if I have to take it and hide it again I will and you know it

DM: *just keeps glaring*

YC: (sarcastically) how dare you dishonor the Dark Magician in this way *amused glance at Yami*

Yami: *has to bite his tongue to keep from commenting*

Lizzy: It's our fic and I'll dishonor whoever I bloody well feel like dishonoring and if this stupid cone head doesn't put his stick away I'll shove it up his-

Avari: alright Lizzy, we get the point

DM: *folds his arms stubbornly*

Lizzy: FINE THEN! I'll play this game! *grabs his staff and runs for her life*

DM: *just stands their shocked for a moment but then gets over it and dashes after her*

YC: LIZZY! Do you WANT to get Dark Magic Attack done on you? *snaps fingers and the staff is dyed bright pink* drop it DM

Lizzy and DM: *had been previously doing a tug-o-war of sorts with the staff but upon its sudden color change they both promptly released it*

Avari: *grinning* well that worked

YC: alright, THIS remains pink until the play is over (thinking) or at least until someone threatens me to tell them how to turn it back. . . *gets pink-proof gloves on and takes the staff into the back room* alright, now that THAT'S over, Crye, you have some acting to do.

Lizzy: you heard the lady! PLACES EVERYONE!

CG, BW and a very sullen DM: *take their places on stage, all still holding their signs*

Crye: *arms crossed over her chest and she doesn't move from her corner* you'll have to kill me first

Yami: um, Crye?

Crye: that was the POINT, Yami

Lizzy: just get it over with Crye, I'm not in the mood to make Yami make you. it'll happen anyway and you know it

Crye: that doesn't stop me from being stubborn about it. I'll do it but I'll never do it WILLINGLY. That's like. . . like. . . like bakura cooking his meat before he eats it

Lizzy: *sighs* Yami. . . ?

Yami: *grits his teeth* yes?

Lizzy: *evil grin* yes what

Yami: *a twitch is starting* yes, o wondrous one

Lizzy: good boy, now tell Crye to behave or Yugi's hair will regret it

Crye: *doubles over laughing* (thinking) acting is going to be worth it just because he had to say THAT to LIZZY (aloud) now you know how I feel

Yami: Crye, get on that stage and act out the stupid part! *is bright red by now*

Crye: you're clashing with your hair *gets up on stage*

Yugi: *peeks into the stage room and walks over to Yami. Tugs on his poofy sleeve to get his attention* (whispers) thanks

Yami: *looks down at Yugi* you owe me big time for this

Crye: *watches amusedly* //and you owe ME big time for not doing my usual loophole bit//

Yami: *walks off grumbling to himself and locks himself in his dressing room*

Lizzy: *rolls her eyes* actors. . .

Crye: *glares*

Lizzy: alright, let's get this back on track, um. . . start from "could the sweet little forest animals help me find a place to stay? I fear I'm dreadfully lost"

Crye: WHAT?!?!

YC: just do it

Crye: not THAT way! *faces "forest animals"* ok rodents you get to help me now and if you don't I WILL barbecue you

Lizzy: there we go! See, THAT is what I was talking about when I told you guys to take creative license, I hope all of you are taking notes!

Tree: *is broken and won't be fixed any time soon*

Pet Dragon: *is glaring down at Crye*

Crye: what are YOU looking at you reptilian monstrosity?

Mai: that's no way to talk to MY-

Crye: can it queenie I'm in NO mood to get into this with you

Pet Dragon: *roars*

Crye: *unfazed* you seriously need a breath mint. Get back up there *points to cardboard nest in another tree*

Pet Dragon: *looks at her as if to remind her that he is still a 'helpless little birdie'*

Crye: you've got wings. What do you want me to do, carry you?

Pet Dragon: *nods*

Crye: *snarls* get up there before I throw you up there

Pet Dragon: *blows a burst of flame at her*

Crye: *jumps aside* ok then, if that's how you want to play. . .

YC: CRYE! We don't have time for this!

Crye: I am not CARRYING this THING up THERE

Lizzy: (thinking) well, I have one of two choices. I could A) drag Yami back out here, or B). . . *snaps her fingers and the Pet Dragon shrinks to the size of a house cat* (to crye) can we continue now?

Crye: I have to climb the tree now don't I? *grumbles as she picks the dragon by the neck and starts up the tree*

Pet Dragon: *bites and struggles but can't get out of Crye's grasp*

Crye: *when she reaches the top the dragon is quite literally thrown into the nest* and stay THERE next time *climbs down the tree again to find the "forest creatures" gaping at her in shock* and what are YOU staring at? I believe I requested your assistance?

CG, BW and DM: *all rather shell-shocked point to the "cottage" on the far side of the stage*

Crye: lovely *walks towards cottage which is a small pinprick in the distance. When she gets there she finds herself looking at a doll's house* how cute. It's no bigger than a doll's house. Hang on, it IS a dolls house! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FIT IN THERE? *points to prop*

Lizzy: um. . . *snaps her fingers and the trees disappear. A cottage backdrop falls behind Crye* there you are! Problem solved!

Crye: ALMOST solved *points to the doll's house that is still there in the middle of the stage*

Lizzy: well that's easy enough to fix, DM!

DM: *comes out holding a blank sheet of paper and a marker. He hurriedly writes on the paper:* what do you want NOW?

Lizzy: use Dark Magic Attack on the cottage

DM: *glares*

Lizzy: use your hand!

DM: *writes:* I want my staff!

Lizzy: *exasperated sigh* fine! YC, change his staff back to normal would you?

YC: *depinkifies the staff and hands it back to him* be good

DM: *twirls it around a bit before pointing it at the cottage which breaks apart into a million pieces. Grins triumphantly and then sticks his tongue out at Lizzy and YC*

YC: cut the theatrics next time DM. This is a play, not a duel. Oh. . . wait. . .

Crye: great. . . what do I do now?

Lizzy: *flips through the script* you and your animal friends have to clean the house (thinking) we should have Ryou doing this. . .

Crye: ok rodents. You are going to help me clean this place up because the stupid script says so and I have to follow the script sort of. Ok, chipmunk you take the bedrooms. Squirrel, you sweep the floors, ALL of them mind you, and beaver, you can do the dishes. . .

Ryou: *comes back into the stage room looking tousle haired and bleary- eyed. His dress is a little wrinkled from having taken his "nap" in it, but it's nothing Lizzy can't fix with a snap of her fingers*

Crye: . . . If you fail to meet the requirements there is a stove, an oven, a cauldron, water to boil, and a menu for today's special: "Forest Creature Soup." Do I make myself perfectly clear?

DM, CG and BW: *all in unison snap their heels together, salute her with one hand (paw, whatever) and then hold up signs that say "SIR YES SIR!" on them with the other*

Crye: *glares* change the signs

DM, CG and BW: *still in unison, flip their signs to the other sides which read:* YES MA'AM!

Crye: much better. get to work all of you

YC: quite an interesting modification of the line that should've been "oh dear, this will never do."

Ryou: (hopefully) so, is Crye playing Snow White now?

Crye: *walks off stage and straightens Ryou's hair band for him* not a chance. Break a leg *muttering* and if you don't on your own I'll do it for you, you SO owe me for this *storms out of the room*

Ryou: *sighs heavily and gets up on stage. Well, at least the Pet Dragon was gone* hello woodland friends *weak smile and a half-hearted wave*

DM, CG and BW: *return his pleasantries with glares. None of them have moved to act on any of the orders Crye gave them*

Ryou: *oh yes, this was going to be a LONG play. . .*

Curtain: *falls on scene 2*

Scene 2: HELP! I'M BEING ATTACKED BY A CURTIAN!!!! MERCY!!!!!!!!

~*~*~*~*End Chapter 4*~*~*~

YC: you looked so pretty Crye!

Crye: shut up

Lizzy: now how come the stupid woodland creatures listen to Crye but they always gripe and whine when I'm bossing them around?

Crye: because I give them incentive to do what they're bid or else pay for it dearly

Lizzy: oh yeah, and like my reputation is any less potent. I'm the person who puts people who don't listen to me into pink party dresses with big bows and lace, I should think that would qualify as "incentive"

Crye: no see, that works very well on BAKURA but other people aren't as upset by frilly things as he is *sideways glance at YC*

YC: oh shut up

Crye: personally, I prefer the pain tactic because you can't go wrong with it.

Avari: well Lizzy usually like to try that, but then her sympathy tends to get the better of her. She can be merciless when she's tearing someone's pride to shreds but for some reason she has problems with causing much pain beyond whacking people upside the head

Lizzy: Yeah-right Avari, I can be perfectly blood thirsty when I want to be

Avari: well you like to watch other people do it, and you don't mind beating people up, but when it comes to your friends or people who won't fight back you fall short

Crye: consciences are a pain sometimes aren't they?

YC: I didn't know you had one

Crye: as I have said before: I am capable of caring, the capability just hasn't come into practice for a while

Lizzy: how did this endnote become a discussion of whether Crye and I are violent or not?

Crye: we all know we're violent. We just discuss it because we have nothing better to do

Avari: maybe we should end this before we scare readers away

YC: if we ever GET ANY READERS that is

Lizzy: well, as always reviews are welcome! Flames are fine too, we need to keep Bakura occupied somehow, and any and all suggestions are greatly appreciated (even if we don't use them)!