(A/N: I like cheeses.)
Harry got hit in the head by the letter "o" again.
Harry: Ow! Damn it, Kuririn.
*Chapter title smacks Harry in the face*
CHAPTER ELEVEN
THE FLIGHT OF THE FOOL
Harry: Owies.
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Kuririn: Beer me up, bartender!
Ran: *grumble*
Kuririn poked Ran, which caused him to deactivate, and another Ran came in.
Ran: Hey! Stop that!
Kuririn poked Ran a couple hundred million more times over the next four hours. Then he fired a blast out of his hand that made the tower of the Ran bodies fall over, and it killed 315 people, not including Ran.
Kuririn: Whoa.
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Harry: Did I just see Kuririn fool around with Ran?
Plague, Dave, other random people from the Bob and George chatroom: Kill.the one.who exploits.the regenerator.
Harry: Dah.
Communist Dr. Light: Da.
Communist Dr. Wily: Da.
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Ran: Da.
Kuririn: Da.
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Hermione: Da.
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Krum: Da.
Parvati: Da.
Lavender: Da.
Ginny: Da.
Ron: Da.
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Jackson: Okay! Guys, scene 102, the flight from the ford, take fourteen! And.action!
Nazgul No. 5: Give us the ringbearer.
Arwen: If you want him, come and get him.
*Nazgul almost go across river while Arwen speaks random well-placed words in Elvish, causing a huge wave that looks like a bunch of people riding horses to form, hitting the Nazgul*
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Kuririn: I am so on crack.
Ran: You got that right.
1 hour later.
Kuririn: Dude, Ran, why are there two of you?
2 hours later.
Ran: Kuririn, here, have some pretzels.
Kuririn: Nah, I'll call it quits. Those things give me the shlits.
*Laugh track begins, ends after about 5 seconds*
3 hours later.
Kuririn: Ran, quirky personalities in robots are so 5 minutes from now!
Ran: Whoa.the trip must be going bad.
(A/N: I'm on crack, and I'm stealing jokes from Bob and George and the Beer Song.)
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Harry and Hermione were seen making out with each other, with a table mysteriously rising up above them, ready to fall upon their heads.
The person holding the table let go.
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A loud yell was heard throughout the continent of North America. Kuririn got up from his seat at the bar, and flew over to Harry and Hermione's place, where the scene changed to a flashback.
------------- *FLASHBACK*
The person holding the table let go.
The table smacked Hermione and Harry on the tops and backs of their heads, somehow.
They yelled really loud, and then fell unconscious.
Someone laughed evilly.
We get a really short glimpse of the evil guy's face, and it turns out to be GEORGE W. BUSH!
*END FLASHBACK* -------------
Ran died.
And then he regenerated.
To be one with the Bob and George community.
You must kill Ran.
And eat ice cream.
TO BE CONTINUED.
A/N: Yeesh, I take forever to type these.
Okay, now for review answering time!
Weee!
Chickabiddy: Heh, you know what the Very Secret Diaries are, then.
ElijahWoodLuver304: Thankies! ^_~ (for both reviews)
Happysunshine: Love you too. :D
Jamie: Whee! The flying chickens bombard my magazine with shoes!
RaistlinofMetallica: I have one word to say to you: Woo. And "to you."
The Author: Whee.
No next chapter snippets or title, because they're misleading now. Oh, bugger that, I'm just going to show you the chapter title.
CHAPTER 12
THE WIND SLEEPER
This fic is constantly changing.from a HP fanfic to a DBZ/HP fanfic to a DBZ/HP/LOTR fic, and now it's a DBZ/HP/LOTR/LOZ fic! Where do I move this, you ask? (Oh, and I'm going to bash Bush next chapter. On purpose. ^_^)
.
I don't?
Oh.
Yay!
[Note: Any injury obtained from this fanfic is your fault, meaning you can't sue me for it. Neener neener neener! :p]
Harry got hit in the head by the letter "o" again.
Harry: Ow! Damn it, Kuririn.
*Chapter title smacks Harry in the face*
CHAPTER ELEVEN
THE FLIGHT OF THE FOOL
Harry: Owies.
---------------
Kuririn: Beer me up, bartender!
Ran: *grumble*
Kuririn poked Ran, which caused him to deactivate, and another Ran came in.
Ran: Hey! Stop that!
Kuririn poked Ran a couple hundred million more times over the next four hours. Then he fired a blast out of his hand that made the tower of the Ran bodies fall over, and it killed 315 people, not including Ran.
Kuririn: Whoa.
-----------
Harry: Did I just see Kuririn fool around with Ran?
Plague, Dave, other random people from the Bob and George chatroom: Kill.the one.who exploits.the regenerator.
Harry: Dah.
Communist Dr. Light: Da.
Communist Dr. Wily: Da.
--------------------
Ran: Da.
Kuririn: Da.
--------------
Hermione: Da.
--------------
Krum: Da.
Parvati: Da.
Lavender: Da.
Ginny: Da.
Ron: Da.
---------------
Jackson: Okay! Guys, scene 102, the flight from the ford, take fourteen! And.action!
Nazgul No. 5: Give us the ringbearer.
Arwen: If you want him, come and get him.
*Nazgul almost go across river while Arwen speaks random well-placed words in Elvish, causing a huge wave that looks like a bunch of people riding horses to form, hitting the Nazgul*
---------------
Kuririn: I am so on crack.
Ran: You got that right.
1 hour later.
Kuririn: Dude, Ran, why are there two of you?
2 hours later.
Ran: Kuririn, here, have some pretzels.
Kuririn: Nah, I'll call it quits. Those things give me the shlits.
*Laugh track begins, ends after about 5 seconds*
3 hours later.
Kuririn: Ran, quirky personalities in robots are so 5 minutes from now!
Ran: Whoa.the trip must be going bad.
(A/N: I'm on crack, and I'm stealing jokes from Bob and George and the Beer Song.)
-------------
Harry and Hermione were seen making out with each other, with a table mysteriously rising up above them, ready to fall upon their heads.
The person holding the table let go.
-------------
A loud yell was heard throughout the continent of North America. Kuririn got up from his seat at the bar, and flew over to Harry and Hermione's place, where the scene changed to a flashback.
------------- *FLASHBACK*
The person holding the table let go.
The table smacked Hermione and Harry on the tops and backs of their heads, somehow.
They yelled really loud, and then fell unconscious.
Someone laughed evilly.
We get a really short glimpse of the evil guy's face, and it turns out to be GEORGE W. BUSH!
*END FLASHBACK* -------------
Ran died.
And then he regenerated.
To be one with the Bob and George community.
You must kill Ran.
And eat ice cream.
TO BE CONTINUED.
A/N: Yeesh, I take forever to type these.
Okay, now for review answering time!
Weee!
Chickabiddy: Heh, you know what the Very Secret Diaries are, then.
ElijahWoodLuver304: Thankies! ^_~ (for both reviews)
Happysunshine: Love you too. :D
Jamie: Whee! The flying chickens bombard my magazine with shoes!
RaistlinofMetallica: I have one word to say to you: Woo. And "to you."
The Author: Whee.
No next chapter snippets or title, because they're misleading now. Oh, bugger that, I'm just going to show you the chapter title.
CHAPTER 12
THE WIND SLEEPER
This fic is constantly changing.from a HP fanfic to a DBZ/HP fanfic to a DBZ/HP/LOTR fic, and now it's a DBZ/HP/LOTR/LOZ fic! Where do I move this, you ask? (Oh, and I'm going to bash Bush next chapter. On purpose. ^_^)
.
I don't?
Oh.
Yay!
[Note: Any injury obtained from this fanfic is your fault, meaning you can't sue me for it. Neener neener neener! :p]