Jaded316: Yes. After what seems like ages, I've decided to give this fic a
proper end.
Madbrilliant: Just great! When you updated you're other fic you said you would finally decided to continue ours! You liar! *starts spilling giant tears*
Jaded316: Oh stop crying you big baby! Right after this! I just wanna finish this. It is my first Matrix fic.
Jaded puts a huge bucket over Mad to protect her floor from her huge tears. Big enough to come from the Bambi-like eyes of an Anime character.
Madbrilliant: You're as cold as the snow that I had to shovel. My back hurts.
Using the powers of 00berness mro bestowed upon her, she snaps her fingers and Spike instantly appears.
Madbrilliant: rub my back!
Spike (alarmed but always eager to please): Yes ma'am.
Jaded316: Ahem. Riiighttt. You just enjoy while I write. Oh yeah. *clears her voice and deepens it to sound like a respectable announcer* I don't own anything. Not Spike, the Twins, Agent Smith, Lindsey, Pokeballs, or even Stephen, although I do own his Nightcrawler look.Uhhh you can see for yourselves.
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Chapter 8: Mr. Table Leg Saves the Day!
Spike slowly opens his eyes and blinked a few times until he was able to focus on the blurry blotch of black and green that greeted him. As soon as he saw the green-streaked brunette girl grinning madly at him, Spike jolted back into full consciousness and tried to push the crazed writer away from him and run like a thousand slayers were after him. To his dismay he found that his hands were handcuffed. "Wait a bleeding minute! How can I be handcuffed if I'm incorporeal?!" Eager to see if his body had been restored, he banged his head on the floor. "Cor! That hurt. But I have my bloody body back! Woo Hoo!" Spike began squirming around doing as much of his victory dance as he could, handcuffed, with his legs tied at his knees. "Yes, just marvelous. Why don't we all just start singing Ren & Stimpy's "Happy, Happy Joy, Joy" song!" One seethed. He and Two were tied in two chairs; there backs together and their beautiful white dread locks were also tied together at the ends. They glared daggers at the enthusiastic ghampire. "Actually, that isn't a bad idea! Happy, happy, joy, joy, happy, happy, joy, joy.." Spike kept singing at the top of his lungs until a very dedicated Two was able to toss his shoe at Spike and hit him in the head. "Ow! You twerp!"
Agent Smith was in the middle of the three, hog-tied on the floor, with his hands and feet tied together behind his back. His mouth was gagged with a Whoopie cushion but he was able to turn his left eyebrow into a smirking position. Spike and the Twins looked on in awe. "Wow. Talk about having expressive eyebrows." Agent Smith cocked his other eyebrow into a smirking position, too, until he looked down and saw a small gag on his best friend, Mr. Table Leg. The sight caused a giant tear to fall from Smith's right eye. One scoffed in astonishment when he saw what looked like a tear fall from Smith's left eyebrow. "What?! How did you do that?!" Two elbowed his brother and pointed in the direction Smith was looking. Now, One realized that what he thought was a tear was actually sweat, fore their captor was still there, just..staring. Finally cracking Two yelled, "Stop staring at us! You're worst than One's childhood cat, Mr. Bonkers." "Ooohhh." Jaded drawled, with evil intentions in mind. "You mean the same Mr. Bonkers you tried to flush down a toilet? Then put in a pillow case and threw down the stairs?" Two gaped as One blanched in anger. "YOU WHAT?!" One roared as he tried to face his brother. At the same time, Two tried to keep his back toward his brother so the twins picked up the chairs and started running in tiny circles. If he weren't already on the floor, Spike would have fallen down laughing. Agent Smith's eyebrows jumped up and own in amusement. The twins didn't stop until they fell down, hard on the floor." Cor! Ouchies! That wasn't pleasant at all." Tears came to Two's eyes and he began to weep uncontrollably. One laughed until the puddle reached his hair. "Not my hair!"
"Seeing as the clueless Twins don't understand the severity of what you just did, I'll have to ask the question." Spike cleared his throat and put on a stricken face, trying to be as dramatic as possible, "How did you know that?!" Spike realized the error of his ways the moment Jaded's head turned around, revealing her disturbing evil smile, devoid of any warmth but the hot flames of Hell. "And you, Spike? What skeletons do you have in your closet? I wonder what the world would do if they knew that you had a crush on Barbara Streisend?" Every eye in the room turned to Spike's scared face. "That's just disturbing.yet funny, all in one deliciously embarrassing heap of nincompoopery!" One and Two laughed as Agent Smith's eyes filled with tears of laughter. " And you, Agent Smith. Aren't you the same program who played Dorothy in your third grade production of "Wizard of Oz?" People all over the world, in Hell, in Heaven in Purgatory and even in math classes were heard laughing their asses off. "You're the devil aren't you?" whispered Spike. "Pavayne a.k.a. that homo of a reaper who couldn't wait to get my clothes off got me and he was able to drag me down into Hell." A single tear slid down Spike's face. "And I was hoping that I'd get to tell Angel that I hated him one last time. Jaded pushed play on her CD player and a loud "Awwwwww" was heard around the room. "Don't worry. I only said those things to explain to you who I really am. Lindsey!" At the sound of his name, Lindsey came running into the room, wearing only a pair of form fitting blue jeans to show off his lovely tattoos. "Spike. This is Lindsey. He hates Angel, too. He also made you corporeal with this package that had a burst of light in it." "Really?! Well in that case, you just made a friend of life. Well, your life-span anyway. I get to live forever!" Spike wiggled around trying to do his victory dance.
"Yeah. Whatever. Lindsey, untie him while I get the others." Jaded untied Agent Smith and yes, even Mr. Table Leg. She then untied the Twins and jumped out of the way when One pounced on Two. "HOW COULD YOU HURT MR. BONKERS?!?!?!? I"LL SHAVE YOUR HEAD BALD FOR THIS TREACHERY!!!" Two screamed as he struggled from under his brother's girth and ran around the room with One right behind him, razor in hand. Unlike usual, however, on the razor blade was a heaping glob of lather, ready to shave Two's head clean. "Come on, Two. You know you wanna look more like Morpheus!" Although the other three men gaped at the Twins, Jaded wasn't surprised in the least. "It's time to explain myself." One caught his twin and in one quick sweep. Cut Two's dreads in half. "Noooooo!" Two feel to his knees and cried as One waved his dreads in the air in victory. "My name is Jaded and as you may very well know, I'm a fanfiction writer." The men shuddered in fear of this revelation. "I brought you here to answer your question. Some unreachable divine being doesn't control your lives. I control them. Well, writer's in general. As a matter of fact, to entertain the masses, I created this whole adventure. Bitching, ain't it?" The four men gaped at the slip of a girl who held their lives in her hands. "You lie! How could one mind concoct such stupidity?" Agent Smith asked, unable to believe the change of events. "We've known of fanfiction for a long time, but if you control us, who controls you?"
Jaded just smiled as she sat on the chair behind her desk. "We all have our superiors. You just know that I'm yours." One blanched at the nerve of this human woman. "Who in the Hell do you think you are?! There's no way I going to let a mere female tell me what to do! I." Jaded just turned around and started typing. Seconds later, One's defensive posture completely changed. When Jaded turned around, One gazed at Jaded dreamily. "I love you." One sighed as his brother stared at him in disbelief. "What did you do to my brother?!" Jaded calmly replied "He forced me to do it. I turned this fic into a Marysue. I'll give you two guesses on who he's in love with and the first two don't count." One continued to gaze at Jaded as the others watched on in horror. "Ok! Ok! We believe you! But why did you bring us here?" Jaded shrugged. "Needed a good ending." Agent Smith looked at Jaded with tears in his eyes. "This is the end? Barnacles." Jaded grinned at the exiled Agent. "No, silly. There's never an end. Writers all over the world will write about you. Some fics sad, some funny. Others stupid and few epic, but you'll always be remembered. So in other words." Jaded clears her voice, ready to borrow a bit from Lambchop's old song. "This is the fic that doesn't end. Yes it goes on and on my friend. An author started writing it not knowing what it was, and she continued writing it forever just because, It s the fic that doesn't end.!"
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ONE HOUR LATER:
Once Jaded stopped, Agent Smith felt better by Jaded's words of reassurance. "Mr. Table Leg thanks you for your kind words, meldiramin ." Spike and Lindsey looked at Agent Smith in bewilderment. "What did you just say?" Lindsey asked. Agent Smith looked around the room with shifty eyes. "Uhhhh.Nothing. Hehehehe." Spike slowly took a step away from Smith. "Riiiight. Can we go now?" Jaded shrugged. "Sure. I'm done. Just be careful. Evil dwells within these halls. You never know when SHE approaches. Agent Smith rolled his eyes. "Oh great! Another SHE! What's so scary about this one? Does she go around whipping people with licorice?" "Nooo. Actually that's me, too. But only to my boy toys." One's eyes lit up at this and he smirked as he inched his way toward Jade. Unbeknownst to him, she had mase and blinded him as she scurried behind Lindsey. Just then, a menacing figure cloaked in the shadows busted through the door. "Hello, dear sister." Jaded's eyes widened in shock. "Oh no. It's HER.. Mad.." The young girl walked into the room. Her hair was short and streaked in every color of the rainbow. The brightness of the yellowed blinded all the men except for the Twins, Jaded and Agent Smith, who were wearing shades.
"We have some unfinished business sister. You stole my Pirates of the Caribbean DVD!" Madbrilliant raised her lightsaber and turned it on. A red glow began flickering on and off until she hit it with the back of her hand, restoring it's constant red glow. Jaded drew her lightsaber out, revealing a glow of blue. "I did nothing of the sort! Mom gave it to me!" The large glowing staff awed two, oblivious of what was happening. "Ohhhh. It looks like a Popsicle." Before Jaded could move it, Two found out that it indeed wasn't a Popsicle when he tried to lick it and was shocked. The force of the shock threw him across the room and into Jaded's posters of The Rock. Spike fell on the floor laughing while Lindsey just shook his head "Damn that was stupid." Jaded ran toward Madbrlliant, flipping in the air like Yoda in Episode 2. The blades of the two authors met, causing a bright blaze of red and blue and for the slight buzzing sound to echo in the room. The Agent Smith, Lindsey, Spike, One and a very crispy looking Two sat down and watched the girls duel. Lindsey pulled a bowl of popcorn from behind Jade's desk. At Spike raised eyebrow he shrugged and the boys dug in. Madbrilliant pushed Jade away and kicked her in the gut. A loud "boo" was heard throughout the crowd. As Jaded laid on the floor, Mad began flexing her muscles in mock poses. Mad was so busy, she didn't see Jade jump back to her feet and she was able to kick her in the head. A loud "yay" was yelled by the boys.
"This is getting us nowhere." Jaded put away her sword and pulled out a Pokeball. "Nightcrawler!" Jaded yelled. "I chose you!" A bright light appeared and Jaded's friend, Stephen appeared. His hair was dyed blue and a blue belt was super glued to his lower back, where a tail would be. He smiled, revealing the plastic fangs he had in his mouth. "Ok. If that's the way you wanna play it." Mad pulled out her Pokeball. "Clay Aiken! I chose you!" Sheer horror was etched on the face of every soul in the room, ruling out Mad, as Clay Aiken stood there in all his Gollum-like glory. "If I was invincible. Then I could just watch you in your room." Clay sang, as Nightcrawler ran away whimpering and Jaded fell to her knees, defeated. "There is no hope." She whispered. Agent Smith, having an odd feeling of déjà vu take over him, stood up in all his business-suit glory. "There is still hope." Determined he ran over to Jade's table and stopped in front of the computer. "Mr. Table Leg demands that I El Ka-Bong you now!" In what seemed like slow motion, Agent Smith busted Jade's computer as Jade and Mad yelled a dramatic "Nooooooooo." When the deed was done, the whole room began to shake. Spike looked around the room scared because the last time he was a shaking room he died to save the world. ~ Oh Hell no! I'm not going out like a chump, again! ~ "Oh shit! Let's get outta here!" The five men, Clay Aiken, two authors and poor confused Stephen ran out of the room and down the narrow halls, jumping over the still bloodied body of the Cat in the Hat. When they made it out of the house safely, the house collapsed, leaving debris everywhere. Jaded and Mad were on the brink of tears.
"Where are we gonna live now?" One stepped up and put his arm around Jaded you can live with us!" "She can what?!" exclaimed his brother. "Two, I know you've always been the slow one but please try to keep up. Jaded and Mad are gonna live with us." Two opened and closed his mouth in complete shock until Mad touched his arm. "Please, Two. I can be very.pleasant company." The seductive smirk on Mad's face made Two blush as One cuddled up closer to Jaded. "So.What do you want to do tomorrow night, Brain? Lindsey asked Spike as the group walked down the street. "The same thing I want us to do every night, Pinky. Try to make Angel's life a living Hell!" Agent Smith stopped them and said in his most regal voice. "So it was said, so it will be. Fore we are the Fellowship of the Bad Asses!" The e group all let out a loud "yay!" Agent Smith turned to Clay Aiken. "Except for you. You remind me too much of Gollum. Jaded pressed play on her handy tape player causing a loud "Awwww" to be heard at Clay's crestfallen face. "That's right!" a tiny voice said. Everyone except for Agent Smith gaped at Mr. Table Leg. "What? I told you he could talk." One was the first one to break the silence. "Dudes! This is some f***ed up acid trip we're on!"
*It's scary. Clay Aiken and the Bad Asses, Bad Asses, Bad Asses, Bad Asses. NARF*
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Sweet merciful end. How you warm our souls with light and hope. If you like, maybe I'll make a sequel. God help us all!
Madbrilliant (crying): You and me get to go live with the Twins? I'm always a sucker for a happy ending. *sniff*
Thanks to all those who reviewed! Love you!
Love,
Jaded316
Madbrilliant: Just great! When you updated you're other fic you said you would finally decided to continue ours! You liar! *starts spilling giant tears*
Jaded316: Oh stop crying you big baby! Right after this! I just wanna finish this. It is my first Matrix fic.
Jaded puts a huge bucket over Mad to protect her floor from her huge tears. Big enough to come from the Bambi-like eyes of an Anime character.
Madbrilliant: You're as cold as the snow that I had to shovel. My back hurts.
Using the powers of 00berness mro bestowed upon her, she snaps her fingers and Spike instantly appears.
Madbrilliant: rub my back!
Spike (alarmed but always eager to please): Yes ma'am.
Jaded316: Ahem. Riiighttt. You just enjoy while I write. Oh yeah. *clears her voice and deepens it to sound like a respectable announcer* I don't own anything. Not Spike, the Twins, Agent Smith, Lindsey, Pokeballs, or even Stephen, although I do own his Nightcrawler look.Uhhh you can see for yourselves.
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Chapter 8: Mr. Table Leg Saves the Day!
Spike slowly opens his eyes and blinked a few times until he was able to focus on the blurry blotch of black and green that greeted him. As soon as he saw the green-streaked brunette girl grinning madly at him, Spike jolted back into full consciousness and tried to push the crazed writer away from him and run like a thousand slayers were after him. To his dismay he found that his hands were handcuffed. "Wait a bleeding minute! How can I be handcuffed if I'm incorporeal?!" Eager to see if his body had been restored, he banged his head on the floor. "Cor! That hurt. But I have my bloody body back! Woo Hoo!" Spike began squirming around doing as much of his victory dance as he could, handcuffed, with his legs tied at his knees. "Yes, just marvelous. Why don't we all just start singing Ren & Stimpy's "Happy, Happy Joy, Joy" song!" One seethed. He and Two were tied in two chairs; there backs together and their beautiful white dread locks were also tied together at the ends. They glared daggers at the enthusiastic ghampire. "Actually, that isn't a bad idea! Happy, happy, joy, joy, happy, happy, joy, joy.." Spike kept singing at the top of his lungs until a very dedicated Two was able to toss his shoe at Spike and hit him in the head. "Ow! You twerp!"
Agent Smith was in the middle of the three, hog-tied on the floor, with his hands and feet tied together behind his back. His mouth was gagged with a Whoopie cushion but he was able to turn his left eyebrow into a smirking position. Spike and the Twins looked on in awe. "Wow. Talk about having expressive eyebrows." Agent Smith cocked his other eyebrow into a smirking position, too, until he looked down and saw a small gag on his best friend, Mr. Table Leg. The sight caused a giant tear to fall from Smith's right eye. One scoffed in astonishment when he saw what looked like a tear fall from Smith's left eyebrow. "What?! How did you do that?!" Two elbowed his brother and pointed in the direction Smith was looking. Now, One realized that what he thought was a tear was actually sweat, fore their captor was still there, just..staring. Finally cracking Two yelled, "Stop staring at us! You're worst than One's childhood cat, Mr. Bonkers." "Ooohhh." Jaded drawled, with evil intentions in mind. "You mean the same Mr. Bonkers you tried to flush down a toilet? Then put in a pillow case and threw down the stairs?" Two gaped as One blanched in anger. "YOU WHAT?!" One roared as he tried to face his brother. At the same time, Two tried to keep his back toward his brother so the twins picked up the chairs and started running in tiny circles. If he weren't already on the floor, Spike would have fallen down laughing. Agent Smith's eyebrows jumped up and own in amusement. The twins didn't stop until they fell down, hard on the floor." Cor! Ouchies! That wasn't pleasant at all." Tears came to Two's eyes and he began to weep uncontrollably. One laughed until the puddle reached his hair. "Not my hair!"
"Seeing as the clueless Twins don't understand the severity of what you just did, I'll have to ask the question." Spike cleared his throat and put on a stricken face, trying to be as dramatic as possible, "How did you know that?!" Spike realized the error of his ways the moment Jaded's head turned around, revealing her disturbing evil smile, devoid of any warmth but the hot flames of Hell. "And you, Spike? What skeletons do you have in your closet? I wonder what the world would do if they knew that you had a crush on Barbara Streisend?" Every eye in the room turned to Spike's scared face. "That's just disturbing.yet funny, all in one deliciously embarrassing heap of nincompoopery!" One and Two laughed as Agent Smith's eyes filled with tears of laughter. " And you, Agent Smith. Aren't you the same program who played Dorothy in your third grade production of "Wizard of Oz?" People all over the world, in Hell, in Heaven in Purgatory and even in math classes were heard laughing their asses off. "You're the devil aren't you?" whispered Spike. "Pavayne a.k.a. that homo of a reaper who couldn't wait to get my clothes off got me and he was able to drag me down into Hell." A single tear slid down Spike's face. "And I was hoping that I'd get to tell Angel that I hated him one last time. Jaded pushed play on her CD player and a loud "Awwwwww" was heard around the room. "Don't worry. I only said those things to explain to you who I really am. Lindsey!" At the sound of his name, Lindsey came running into the room, wearing only a pair of form fitting blue jeans to show off his lovely tattoos. "Spike. This is Lindsey. He hates Angel, too. He also made you corporeal with this package that had a burst of light in it." "Really?! Well in that case, you just made a friend of life. Well, your life-span anyway. I get to live forever!" Spike wiggled around trying to do his victory dance.
"Yeah. Whatever. Lindsey, untie him while I get the others." Jaded untied Agent Smith and yes, even Mr. Table Leg. She then untied the Twins and jumped out of the way when One pounced on Two. "HOW COULD YOU HURT MR. BONKERS?!?!?!? I"LL SHAVE YOUR HEAD BALD FOR THIS TREACHERY!!!" Two screamed as he struggled from under his brother's girth and ran around the room with One right behind him, razor in hand. Unlike usual, however, on the razor blade was a heaping glob of lather, ready to shave Two's head clean. "Come on, Two. You know you wanna look more like Morpheus!" Although the other three men gaped at the Twins, Jaded wasn't surprised in the least. "It's time to explain myself." One caught his twin and in one quick sweep. Cut Two's dreads in half. "Noooooo!" Two feel to his knees and cried as One waved his dreads in the air in victory. "My name is Jaded and as you may very well know, I'm a fanfiction writer." The men shuddered in fear of this revelation. "I brought you here to answer your question. Some unreachable divine being doesn't control your lives. I control them. Well, writer's in general. As a matter of fact, to entertain the masses, I created this whole adventure. Bitching, ain't it?" The four men gaped at the slip of a girl who held their lives in her hands. "You lie! How could one mind concoct such stupidity?" Agent Smith asked, unable to believe the change of events. "We've known of fanfiction for a long time, but if you control us, who controls you?"
Jaded just smiled as she sat on the chair behind her desk. "We all have our superiors. You just know that I'm yours." One blanched at the nerve of this human woman. "Who in the Hell do you think you are?! There's no way I going to let a mere female tell me what to do! I." Jaded just turned around and started typing. Seconds later, One's defensive posture completely changed. When Jaded turned around, One gazed at Jaded dreamily. "I love you." One sighed as his brother stared at him in disbelief. "What did you do to my brother?!" Jaded calmly replied "He forced me to do it. I turned this fic into a Marysue. I'll give you two guesses on who he's in love with and the first two don't count." One continued to gaze at Jaded as the others watched on in horror. "Ok! Ok! We believe you! But why did you bring us here?" Jaded shrugged. "Needed a good ending." Agent Smith looked at Jaded with tears in his eyes. "This is the end? Barnacles." Jaded grinned at the exiled Agent. "No, silly. There's never an end. Writers all over the world will write about you. Some fics sad, some funny. Others stupid and few epic, but you'll always be remembered. So in other words." Jaded clears her voice, ready to borrow a bit from Lambchop's old song. "This is the fic that doesn't end. Yes it goes on and on my friend. An author started writing it not knowing what it was, and she continued writing it forever just because, It s the fic that doesn't end.!"
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ONE HOUR LATER:
Once Jaded stopped, Agent Smith felt better by Jaded's words of reassurance. "Mr. Table Leg thanks you for your kind words, meldiramin ." Spike and Lindsey looked at Agent Smith in bewilderment. "What did you just say?" Lindsey asked. Agent Smith looked around the room with shifty eyes. "Uhhhh.Nothing. Hehehehe." Spike slowly took a step away from Smith. "Riiiight. Can we go now?" Jaded shrugged. "Sure. I'm done. Just be careful. Evil dwells within these halls. You never know when SHE approaches. Agent Smith rolled his eyes. "Oh great! Another SHE! What's so scary about this one? Does she go around whipping people with licorice?" "Nooo. Actually that's me, too. But only to my boy toys." One's eyes lit up at this and he smirked as he inched his way toward Jade. Unbeknownst to him, she had mase and blinded him as she scurried behind Lindsey. Just then, a menacing figure cloaked in the shadows busted through the door. "Hello, dear sister." Jaded's eyes widened in shock. "Oh no. It's HER.. Mad.." The young girl walked into the room. Her hair was short and streaked in every color of the rainbow. The brightness of the yellowed blinded all the men except for the Twins, Jaded and Agent Smith, who were wearing shades.
"We have some unfinished business sister. You stole my Pirates of the Caribbean DVD!" Madbrilliant raised her lightsaber and turned it on. A red glow began flickering on and off until she hit it with the back of her hand, restoring it's constant red glow. Jaded drew her lightsaber out, revealing a glow of blue. "I did nothing of the sort! Mom gave it to me!" The large glowing staff awed two, oblivious of what was happening. "Ohhhh. It looks like a Popsicle." Before Jaded could move it, Two found out that it indeed wasn't a Popsicle when he tried to lick it and was shocked. The force of the shock threw him across the room and into Jaded's posters of The Rock. Spike fell on the floor laughing while Lindsey just shook his head "Damn that was stupid." Jaded ran toward Madbrlliant, flipping in the air like Yoda in Episode 2. The blades of the two authors met, causing a bright blaze of red and blue and for the slight buzzing sound to echo in the room. The Agent Smith, Lindsey, Spike, One and a very crispy looking Two sat down and watched the girls duel. Lindsey pulled a bowl of popcorn from behind Jade's desk. At Spike raised eyebrow he shrugged and the boys dug in. Madbrilliant pushed Jade away and kicked her in the gut. A loud "boo" was heard throughout the crowd. As Jaded laid on the floor, Mad began flexing her muscles in mock poses. Mad was so busy, she didn't see Jade jump back to her feet and she was able to kick her in the head. A loud "yay" was yelled by the boys.
"This is getting us nowhere." Jaded put away her sword and pulled out a Pokeball. "Nightcrawler!" Jaded yelled. "I chose you!" A bright light appeared and Jaded's friend, Stephen appeared. His hair was dyed blue and a blue belt was super glued to his lower back, where a tail would be. He smiled, revealing the plastic fangs he had in his mouth. "Ok. If that's the way you wanna play it." Mad pulled out her Pokeball. "Clay Aiken! I chose you!" Sheer horror was etched on the face of every soul in the room, ruling out Mad, as Clay Aiken stood there in all his Gollum-like glory. "If I was invincible. Then I could just watch you in your room." Clay sang, as Nightcrawler ran away whimpering and Jaded fell to her knees, defeated. "There is no hope." She whispered. Agent Smith, having an odd feeling of déjà vu take over him, stood up in all his business-suit glory. "There is still hope." Determined he ran over to Jade's table and stopped in front of the computer. "Mr. Table Leg demands that I El Ka-Bong you now!" In what seemed like slow motion, Agent Smith busted Jade's computer as Jade and Mad yelled a dramatic "Nooooooooo." When the deed was done, the whole room began to shake. Spike looked around the room scared because the last time he was a shaking room he died to save the world. ~ Oh Hell no! I'm not going out like a chump, again! ~ "Oh shit! Let's get outta here!" The five men, Clay Aiken, two authors and poor confused Stephen ran out of the room and down the narrow halls, jumping over the still bloodied body of the Cat in the Hat. When they made it out of the house safely, the house collapsed, leaving debris everywhere. Jaded and Mad were on the brink of tears.
"Where are we gonna live now?" One stepped up and put his arm around Jaded you can live with us!" "She can what?!" exclaimed his brother. "Two, I know you've always been the slow one but please try to keep up. Jaded and Mad are gonna live with us." Two opened and closed his mouth in complete shock until Mad touched his arm. "Please, Two. I can be very.pleasant company." The seductive smirk on Mad's face made Two blush as One cuddled up closer to Jaded. "So.What do you want to do tomorrow night, Brain? Lindsey asked Spike as the group walked down the street. "The same thing I want us to do every night, Pinky. Try to make Angel's life a living Hell!" Agent Smith stopped them and said in his most regal voice. "So it was said, so it will be. Fore we are the Fellowship of the Bad Asses!" The e group all let out a loud "yay!" Agent Smith turned to Clay Aiken. "Except for you. You remind me too much of Gollum. Jaded pressed play on her handy tape player causing a loud "Awwww" to be heard at Clay's crestfallen face. "That's right!" a tiny voice said. Everyone except for Agent Smith gaped at Mr. Table Leg. "What? I told you he could talk." One was the first one to break the silence. "Dudes! This is some f***ed up acid trip we're on!"
*It's scary. Clay Aiken and the Bad Asses, Bad Asses, Bad Asses, Bad Asses. NARF*
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Sweet merciful end. How you warm our souls with light and hope. If you like, maybe I'll make a sequel. God help us all!
Madbrilliant (crying): You and me get to go live with the Twins? I'm always a sucker for a happy ending. *sniff*
Thanks to all those who reviewed! Love you!
Love,
Jaded316