Intermission….

Ranma scratched his head in confusion, then turned to Goku and asked, "Goku, can I ask you a question?"

Goku smiled and replied, "Sure!"

"Is it true that the Romans had a holy chicken?"

Goku held his chin a moment, and then nodded. "Why yes Ranma. The Romans believed in many different religions, but in battle they didn't always get to pay homage to all the gods the right way, so they found alternate methods to do the job. The Holy Roman Chicken was one of them."

"Oh…but Machiavelli didn't believe in the Chicken?" Akane asked now, puzzled.

A new voice interrupted, deep and gravely. "No. Machiavelli believed in only one thing, to rule by the strongest means possible." Vegeta walked up to the group, his arms crossed.

"Now that's not true Vegeta!" Goku exclaimed. "He only suggested killing off the ruler and his or her entire family and then moving in. Has nothing to do with being strong."

"You're a fool Kakkarot. It's amazing that Stalin didn't just kill you, your stupidity and ignorance about the dialectic flow of history would just curl his toes." Vegeta growled.

"Ho Chi Minh knew about the dialectic too, but he didn't do everything like Stalin." Ranma pointed out.

"You stay out of this boy! This is between me and Kakkarot!" Vegeta shot out a finger to punctuate his point.

"I asked the first question though!" Ranma shot back, holding up his fist.

"Doesn't matter now boy. Especially since your campaign manager left you! So you lost your place in the race." Vegeta sneered.

"I never lose! I will win this election, for the Holy Roman Chicken has said so, and my first order of business will be to eliminate all opposition, starting with you!" Ranma shouted back.

"There's no need for that Ranma." Ryu said, placing a calming hand on the lads shoulder. "The Revolution will take care of him. The people are speaking out against him, and they will continue to demand their bread and will storm his palace at Versailles."

"What?!?! The people storm my palace! Never!" Vegeta powered up to Super Saiyan, enraged at the thought.

"What the hell is up with this crap?" Barsoum said from a conveniently located and oh so very comfortable seat. "Since when did anime characters talk about Romans, Vietnam, campaign for election and Stalin???"

"That's none of you business!" Vegeta yelled at the spirit.

"Actually Vegeta, it is all our business." Xavier said as his hover chair floated in. "This is not normal, nor is having all of us here together."

"Sensei Xavier is right." Sailor Mercury said as she and the scouts followed the Professor. "There's some kind of rift in place, and we've all been placed in a limbo of some sorts."

Vegeta looked blankly at Mercury, and then with a blur appeared right next to her, and in an instant they were both making mad love….

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"AAAAHHH!!!!!" The author shot up in his bed, sweat beading on his forehead. He panted several times, his heart racing. His black cocker spaniel lifted his head from the floor, curious to see what his owner was doing.

"Damn…that was crazy!" He said, wiping a hand through his forehead. The dog got up slowly and padded over to him, sniffing a couple times as he got close. The author smiled and reached down to pet the dog, and scratch behind the ears.

"I tell ya pup, that was the weirdest dream I've had in awhile. I think my stories and my university work is starting to mix." He ran a hand through his short red hair, calming. "I need a break…thank god Thanksgiving is here though. Man it's been so long since I wrote a chapter…maybe I can write up a chapter or two so I can avoid this again." The author shuddered at the thought.

He patted the dog again, and said seriously, "Remind me not to read up on Machiavelli before bed next time." He lay back down, considerably calmer.

The dog, for his part, hopped up with some effort onto the bed and curled up besides his owners legs, sighing deeply from the effort.

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Sorry folks. I figured I should give you something while I'm swamped with school and all the other necessary evils of life (work). I'll try to get something going on at least one story, but it all depends on how my latest paper goes (which happens to be on Campaigns and Elections). In case you're wondering, there were references to the Renaissance, the French Revolution, the rise of Communism in Russia, the Romans, Vietnam, and campaigns and elections.

Hope you got a good chuckle at least. ^_^

RBL_M1A2Tanker
A.k.a. "Tank" or simply, "The Author."

P.S. The holy Roman chicken thing is true.