Heyhey, a disclaimer: I don't own anything that appears in this story. At least I don't think so.

Kudos:

MortalSora: Well, I'm trying to make it unique, but we're just gonna have to wait and see. And yes, those banana bombs are mo'fo. Especially if you been in the weapon editor.

Popeland: Well, you can look in the kitchen, because that's were he's hiding. Then you can get your door back.

sylvanon the wolf gurl: Thanks, I'm sure it will come in handy.

Dark Sephy: Yep, so far that is how it's supposed to go. Then again, I only got to see the shining twice or so, before my dumbass dad deleted it.

Random Reader: I'll update as soon as I got the requested amount of reviews. And yes, I do try to keep them in character.

A/N: Well, people, I hope you like this chapter.

Murray: I can scare everybody. Fear me, mortal, for I will be your doom.

Darth Vader: I don't think so, bonehead.

Murray: Shut up. Words can hurt, you know.

Concept: Wow, oddness. My author's notes are really stupid. Oh well. Enjoy.

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After Nupraptor and Vampire Raziel has finished talking, some servant helps the family with their luggage. When they are done, they all walk out in the lobby.

Kain: Anything else I need to know?

Malek: Not really. Iamafterallhopingthatyouwillgetkilledduringwinter.

Kain: What?

Malek: You know all you need to know. Have a nice winter. (muttering) In hell. Hehe.

SRRaz (to vampire Raziel): Did the gartner "have fun" with ya?

Vraz: No, he was just talking to me. Now, F-ck off, dumbass.

Turel: Would you believe this place has over a thousand rooms?

Dumah: Really? And they haven't skipped any numbers?

Turel: Nadaz.

Dumah: Cool. Let's visit room 666 then.

Vraz: What do you know about that?

Turel: Superhearing. We are vampires after all.

All of a sudden all the vampires are outside. They are saying goodbye to the working people who are leaving. They are then going inside again.

Kain: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Kainy.

Umah: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Umy.

SRRaz: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Razzy.

Vraz: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Razzy.

Turel: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Tury.

Dumah: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Dumy.

Rahab: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Rahaby.

Dumah: Here's Rahaby?

Rahab: F-ck off.

Zephon: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Zephy. (not in any way related to Sephiroth, who the author don't know anything about)

Melchiah: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Melly.

Dumah: Smelly more like it.

Melchiah: Hey, don't be mean.

Magnus: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT.

Umah: Yes, in the kitchen.

Magnus: GIVE ME MEAT, GIVE ME FOOD, I'LL NEVER BE GONE FOR GOOD.

Kain: What?

Turel: He's ripping off "Fuel".

Ariel: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Airy.

Mortanius: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Morty.

Moebius: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Moby.

Sebastian: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Sebby.

Faustus: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Fausty.

Marcus: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Marcy.

Kain: Hehe, your name is Marcy.

Marcus: No, I was going along with the crowd.

Concept: Herd conformity!

Kain: Concept, no one is going to understand that- ahem- "joke". (insert snort and sarcastic nodding here)

Corey: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Corey.

Kain: What the hell are you doing here?

Corey: Oh, sorry. Clatuu Verata Nictuu. (dissappears)

Kain: 0_o okay. Are everybody here?

All (minus Kain): Yep.

Kain: Wow, synchronic. All right, everybody find a room.

Dumah/Turel: Dibs on room 666.

Moebius: I'm older than you. Besides, I heard that my replica is living in there. (Runs off)

Kain: Kids, I forbide you to enter room 666.

Dumah/Turel: O_0 All right. We won't enter it.

Vorador: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Vorry.

Janos: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeee's Janny.

Vorador: Janny?

Janos: *shrugs*

Everybody goes off to their respective rooms. In Zephon and Melchiah's room.

Zephon: Well, what are we gonna do now?

Melchiah: I brought all the episodes of Dragon ball z. Wanna watch it?

Zephon: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Melchiah: Oh come on, it's not so bad.

Zephon: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

In Kain and Umah's room.

Kain: That kid has better stop screaming if he don't want to take a swim in the sewers.

Umah: Kain, why are you so mean to our kids?

Kain: Tough luck. No, tough love. Yeah, that's the word.

Umah (skeptic): Really?

Kain: Yeah. Now, how about you and me git da freak on, baybey.

Umah: Kain, if you want me to do something, you are gonna stop using that black steretypic talking.

Kain: Sorry honey.

Okay, this situation is getting a little tense. Magnus and Rahab's room.

Magnus: ARE YOU A FISH? COULD I EAT YOU LEG?

Rahab: NO! Gee, why does my assdad do this to me? I thought he would be proud of my knowledge. But nooo cookie.

Magnus: KILL 'EM ALL!

Rahab: I can tell Concept is listening to Metallica again.

Magnus: I HAVE BEEN ON A LOAD OF JUSTICE FOR ALL, WHILE I CREATED A COMPANY THAT WAS CALLED GARACE INC. WHERE WE WORSHIPPED SAINT ANGER AND TALKED ABOUT S & M, BUT WHEN I WANTED TO RIDE THE LIGHTENING I FOUND OUT I COULD NOT RELODAD MY BLACK GUN THOUGH I WANTED TO SHOOT THE MASTER OF PUPPETS.

Rahab: He really needs to stop doing that. It's horrible.

In Vampire and soul reaver Raziel's room.

SRRaz: Why can't they just shut up in there? It's really annoying, especially all those stupid references to Metallica. When is Concept gonna learn that it stinks?

Vraz: Never, likely.

SRRaz: Uhh, yeah. I mean, it's not even funny. It just plain stinks.

Dumah/Turel'r room.

Dumah: Wanna prank the others?

Turel: How?

Dumah: We could blow up the refrigerator.

Turel: That sure took Concept a lot of time to think of.

Dumah: Yeah, well you know Concept: Dumb as a door and twice as stupid.

Turel: Well, you don't appear to be the sharpest knife in the drawer.

In the lobby. A chandelier comes crashing down.

Sebastian: That was bleeding funny.

Faustus (in stereotypical english accent): 'Ats bloody true, mate.

Marcus: I don't like that punk kid of Kain's. He is capable of the Dimming, too.

Sebastian: Don't you mean the shining?

Faustus: Quiet, mate. Are you trying to get us sued?

Mortanius and Ariel's room.

Mortanius: Checkmate.

Ariel: I want a rematch.

Mortanius: That's the tenth time in a row. Let's play russian roulette instead.

The gun goes off against Ariel.

Ariel: I DECLARE A REMATCH.

Mortanius: You just shot yourself. How can you request a rematch?

Ariel: By being dead already. All right, I'll take you up on a bet. We take a rematch. If you shoot yourself, you will give me my legs back and restore my face.

Mortanius: And if you lose?

Ariel: What about if I lose?

Mortanius: What are you gonna give me? A skullf-

Ariel: Finish that sentence and I will destroy you utterly. No, you can get a date with this goth girl I know. If you win, you'll get her number. She's a big fan of you.

Mortanius: Okay, sounds fair. (he shoots and the gun goes off.) Okay, I'll restore you to your former looks.

Ariel: Can you give me some better clothing than these rags?

Morty: Sure. Hey, why the hell have Concept stopped calling me Mortanius?

Concept: Morty is shorter.

Morty: Grr. Well Ariel, here we go (transform Ariel)

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Hmm, I think it takes a long time to write 7 to 8 pages. Perhaps I shouldn't write it in one go. Oh well.

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