A/N: And so, Kuririn only takes a month of hiatus to continue the 15th, and
5th to last, chapter of the fanfic that I can't remember the name of!
Harry: *laughs*
*Harry is subsequently smashed by a 6400-ton weight*
NOTE: THIS CHAPTER IS THE SEMI-SEQUEL TO ONE OF MY RENAMED CHAPTER TITLES, SO IT MAY NOT MAKE SENSE
A/N: Just remember that the next fic WON'T have this format ("Harry: Blahblah, Hermione: Blahblah") it's going to be more of a REAL humor/romance fic ('Blahblah,' thought Harry), though more emphasis will be put on humor for now. ---
I'm lazy. Get over it.
CHAPTER XV
THE RETURN OF THE JAVA
INSERT SUDDEN SCENE CHANGE HERE.
And so, last we saw Kuririn, he was busy fighting off the Newbie Army, even though this may just be edited by Mr. Saiyajin so that it'll fit more to the chapter titles, but who cares? Well, I'll tell ya: not me.
---
Kuririn: These things are TOO easy.
Aryll: Damn! You beat me again!
Kuririn: My score's 92000, what's yours?
Aryll: 56000.
Kuririn: No, you don't shoot them with ki like THAT...you have to power it up a little more, and fire it with your hand facing a little bit off to the side.
Aryll: Thanks!
She fired a ki blast, causing about 40000 Newbies to die suddenly, boosting her score over Kuririn's!
Kuririn: Hey! You're not allowed to beat meee!
Of course, they both went SSj at the same time.then SSj2.
Both, in unison: Quit copying me!
---
Author: That was pointless.
---
Ron: Whoa...where the hell am I?
Furiza: You're...in my pants!
Ron woke up, and found himself in Furiza's ship, surrounded by random assorted DBZ and HP villains! Ain't that a hoot?
Suddenly...
Harry jumped out of the wall somehow, and went SSj3. He fired a HUGE blast at the randomly assorted DBZ/HP villains, and began to totally OWN Furiza. TEH END.
---
Kuririn: Well, that was the SECOND battle.this is the War of the mIRC Factions, after all.
Aryll: What's your score now? Mine's 9,995,030,900.
Kuririn: Mine's 9,999,999,999.
Aryll: Beaten again!
And suddenly, the world exploded in a gigantic flash of light, causing me to type random crap right here so the word count of the fic would go up!
Harry: What the hell are you even talking about?
Author: YOUR MOM!
Hermione: Oh, shut up, Harry, and get b--Hey, we haven't even started sn--
Author: SHUT UP AND QUIT MAKING PLOT HOLES!
---
Lily: What the hell was that noise?
James: Oh, that was just the Author screaming loud enough to wake the dead.
Lily: So we're alive now?
James: Yup.
Lily: Okay, but let's get out of this graveyard.
James: Anything for you.
--- Author: *retches*
---
Furiza: Heh.I'm not the one leading the Newbies...That honor goes to Sauron...who isn't dead, contrary to popular belief.
---
Kuririn: Good god, this story's gone to hell.
Aryll: Um, plot hole, Kuririn, you're supposed to be...
Kuririn: Oh!
---
Author: Damnit! I'm not typing this, you know!
Narrator: You aren't?
Author: No!
Narrator: So how come text is randomly forming without our knowing it?
Author: Because you like cheese.
Narrator: That's not a reason!
Author: Yes it is!
The argument continues to the end of the universe, where the Author pushes the Narrator through a dimensional portal that turns him into a walking pie.
---
Harry: Now, THAT was weird.
Hermione: I concur.
Harry: Arrgh! Can't...understand...big...words...like...concur!
Hermione: Quit acting like Ron, Harry. It's not very funny anymore.
Harry: To me, it is! *grins*
Hermione: Oh, come here, you!
Harry and Hermione quickly began a frantic snogging session that lasted around 20 minutes, no breaks.
---
Author: 20 minutes? Damn, they're GOOD.
Walking Pie: You said it.
The Author turned the Walking Pie back into the Narrator.
The Author then changed his name to Jon.
Narrator: Hey, thanks!
Jon: No problem. Now, where's my 55 Galleons?
Narrator: But Harry and Hermione haven't broken the 15-minute barrier in snogging sessions yet!
Jon: They just had one that lasted 20 minutes.
(Harry: And we had one a while ago that lasted 3 hours.
Hermione: Harry, quit making plot holes, dammit!)
Narrator: Damn you and your random logic!
Jon: I'm proud of it. Now give me my 55 Galleons.
Narrator: Fine, fine...*hands over Galleons, grumpily*
Jon: Heh. Is little Narrator pissed at Jon-sama because Jon-sama won a bet?
---
Harry: Well, that was a nice snogging session...
Hermione: What are you TALKING about? We've had some that lasted over 3 hours, and yet you say 20 minutes is nice!
Hagrid: Would you two stop bitching and get back to snogging?
Hermione: Fine.
Harry leaned forward, they put their arms around each other, the usual signs of snogfests.
---
Author: That's a nice way to end that part of the story arc for now, seeing as next chapter has to revolve around *deleted* and *deleted*.
Sirius: What the hell are you talking about?
Author: WHERE'D YOU COME FROM?!
Sirius: A veil of doom.
Author: Here's a proclamation, straight from 1337speak Sirius!
Sirius: 51|21|_|5 73|-| \/31|!
Author: Thank you, thank you.
Sirius: So, am I gonna be another recurring character, much like Magus?
Author: Hell yes.
Sirius: Stupid Bella, shooting that Stunner at me while I was about to fly through the veil...and now look where I am!
Author: The real world?
Sirius: No, we're in hammerspace!
Author: Oh, I almost forgot we were even here.
---
Harry: Aren't I supposed to be transforming into something evil?
Hermione: No, seeing as humor fics have NO continuity and therefore do not need to link chapters together.
Harry: What?
Hermione: This one isn't the last one.
Harry: Oh.
---
Author: I hate typing stuff up at 9 AM, it makes my eyes bleed.
Sirius: Your eyes are bleeding?
Author: There's something warm on my eyelid that stings a bit. I'm just saying it's blood to move the sub-plot along.
Sirius: I saw you typing something extra but then you decided to put it in the A/N.
Author: You're ALLOWED to break the Fourth Wall when you're in hammerspace, because you're sitting next to me!
---
Harry: I think we're approaching the end of the fic already.
Author: No we're not; we have to get another page!
Narrator: Why the hell do I even have this job anymore?
Author: Strip clubs.
Narrator: Oh.
Harry: Ew.
Author: Oh, come off it, I saw you and Hermione do some things that even NC- 17 movies wouldn't have.
Harry: Oh, SHUT UP!
Hermione: What are you yelling about, Harry? GET OVER HERE!
Harry: Coming, precious!
---
Author: Well, that ended my pseudo-Zelda comic parody. Now, we finally end part 3 of RIHPHF!
*BOOM.*
---
A/N: Well, that took a while to type. So, are you people going to review the 2 newest chapters, or what?
Kuririn: *implodes*
Since I only had one review, I can't really make the fic much bigger. =(
Oh well, on to the next chapter!
CHAPTER XVI
THE EXPLODING PRETZEL MAN
In which a guy turns into an exploding pretzel! I'll give you three guesses as to who it is!
Harry: *laughs*
*Harry is subsequently smashed by a 6400-ton weight*
NOTE: THIS CHAPTER IS THE SEMI-SEQUEL TO ONE OF MY RENAMED CHAPTER TITLES, SO IT MAY NOT MAKE SENSE
A/N: Just remember that the next fic WON'T have this format ("Harry: Blahblah, Hermione: Blahblah") it's going to be more of a REAL humor/romance fic ('Blahblah,' thought Harry), though more emphasis will be put on humor for now. ---
I'm lazy. Get over it.
CHAPTER XV
THE RETURN OF THE JAVA
INSERT SUDDEN SCENE CHANGE HERE.
And so, last we saw Kuririn, he was busy fighting off the Newbie Army, even though this may just be edited by Mr. Saiyajin so that it'll fit more to the chapter titles, but who cares? Well, I'll tell ya: not me.
---
Kuririn: These things are TOO easy.
Aryll: Damn! You beat me again!
Kuririn: My score's 92000, what's yours?
Aryll: 56000.
Kuririn: No, you don't shoot them with ki like THAT...you have to power it up a little more, and fire it with your hand facing a little bit off to the side.
Aryll: Thanks!
She fired a ki blast, causing about 40000 Newbies to die suddenly, boosting her score over Kuririn's!
Kuririn: Hey! You're not allowed to beat meee!
Of course, they both went SSj at the same time.then SSj2.
Both, in unison: Quit copying me!
---
Author: That was pointless.
---
Ron: Whoa...where the hell am I?
Furiza: You're...in my pants!
Ron woke up, and found himself in Furiza's ship, surrounded by random assorted DBZ and HP villains! Ain't that a hoot?
Suddenly...
Harry jumped out of the wall somehow, and went SSj3. He fired a HUGE blast at the randomly assorted DBZ/HP villains, and began to totally OWN Furiza. TEH END.
---
Kuririn: Well, that was the SECOND battle.this is the War of the mIRC Factions, after all.
Aryll: What's your score now? Mine's 9,995,030,900.
Kuririn: Mine's 9,999,999,999.
Aryll: Beaten again!
And suddenly, the world exploded in a gigantic flash of light, causing me to type random crap right here so the word count of the fic would go up!
Harry: What the hell are you even talking about?
Author: YOUR MOM!
Hermione: Oh, shut up, Harry, and get b--Hey, we haven't even started sn--
Author: SHUT UP AND QUIT MAKING PLOT HOLES!
---
Lily: What the hell was that noise?
James: Oh, that was just the Author screaming loud enough to wake the dead.
Lily: So we're alive now?
James: Yup.
Lily: Okay, but let's get out of this graveyard.
James: Anything for you.
--- Author: *retches*
---
Furiza: Heh.I'm not the one leading the Newbies...That honor goes to Sauron...who isn't dead, contrary to popular belief.
---
Kuririn: Good god, this story's gone to hell.
Aryll: Um, plot hole, Kuririn, you're supposed to be...
Kuririn: Oh!
---
Author: Damnit! I'm not typing this, you know!
Narrator: You aren't?
Author: No!
Narrator: So how come text is randomly forming without our knowing it?
Author: Because you like cheese.
Narrator: That's not a reason!
Author: Yes it is!
The argument continues to the end of the universe, where the Author pushes the Narrator through a dimensional portal that turns him into a walking pie.
---
Harry: Now, THAT was weird.
Hermione: I concur.
Harry: Arrgh! Can't...understand...big...words...like...concur!
Hermione: Quit acting like Ron, Harry. It's not very funny anymore.
Harry: To me, it is! *grins*
Hermione: Oh, come here, you!
Harry and Hermione quickly began a frantic snogging session that lasted around 20 minutes, no breaks.
---
Author: 20 minutes? Damn, they're GOOD.
Walking Pie: You said it.
The Author turned the Walking Pie back into the Narrator.
The Author then changed his name to Jon.
Narrator: Hey, thanks!
Jon: No problem. Now, where's my 55 Galleons?
Narrator: But Harry and Hermione haven't broken the 15-minute barrier in snogging sessions yet!
Jon: They just had one that lasted 20 minutes.
(Harry: And we had one a while ago that lasted 3 hours.
Hermione: Harry, quit making plot holes, dammit!)
Narrator: Damn you and your random logic!
Jon: I'm proud of it. Now give me my 55 Galleons.
Narrator: Fine, fine...*hands over Galleons, grumpily*
Jon: Heh. Is little Narrator pissed at Jon-sama because Jon-sama won a bet?
---
Harry: Well, that was a nice snogging session...
Hermione: What are you TALKING about? We've had some that lasted over 3 hours, and yet you say 20 minutes is nice!
Hagrid: Would you two stop bitching and get back to snogging?
Hermione: Fine.
Harry leaned forward, they put their arms around each other, the usual signs of snogfests.
---
Author: That's a nice way to end that part of the story arc for now, seeing as next chapter has to revolve around *deleted* and *deleted*.
Sirius: What the hell are you talking about?
Author: WHERE'D YOU COME FROM?!
Sirius: A veil of doom.
Author: Here's a proclamation, straight from 1337speak Sirius!
Sirius: 51|21|_|5 73|-| \/31|!
Author: Thank you, thank you.
Sirius: So, am I gonna be another recurring character, much like Magus?
Author: Hell yes.
Sirius: Stupid Bella, shooting that Stunner at me while I was about to fly through the veil...and now look where I am!
Author: The real world?
Sirius: No, we're in hammerspace!
Author: Oh, I almost forgot we were even here.
---
Harry: Aren't I supposed to be transforming into something evil?
Hermione: No, seeing as humor fics have NO continuity and therefore do not need to link chapters together.
Harry: What?
Hermione: This one isn't the last one.
Harry: Oh.
---
Author: I hate typing stuff up at 9 AM, it makes my eyes bleed.
Sirius: Your eyes are bleeding?
Author: There's something warm on my eyelid that stings a bit. I'm just saying it's blood to move the sub-plot along.
Sirius: I saw you typing something extra but then you decided to put it in the A/N.
Author: You're ALLOWED to break the Fourth Wall when you're in hammerspace, because you're sitting next to me!
---
Harry: I think we're approaching the end of the fic already.
Author: No we're not; we have to get another page!
Narrator: Why the hell do I even have this job anymore?
Author: Strip clubs.
Narrator: Oh.
Harry: Ew.
Author: Oh, come off it, I saw you and Hermione do some things that even NC- 17 movies wouldn't have.
Harry: Oh, SHUT UP!
Hermione: What are you yelling about, Harry? GET OVER HERE!
Harry: Coming, precious!
---
Author: Well, that ended my pseudo-Zelda comic parody. Now, we finally end part 3 of RIHPHF!
*BOOM.*
---
A/N: Well, that took a while to type. So, are you people going to review the 2 newest chapters, or what?
Kuririn: *implodes*
Since I only had one review, I can't really make the fic much bigger. =(
Oh well, on to the next chapter!
CHAPTER XVI
THE EXPLODING PRETZEL MAN
In which a guy turns into an exploding pretzel! I'll give you three guesses as to who it is!