Sometimes you have to wonder what happens,

                              When the TV show ceases to be seen, and can only be

                               read as Fanfiction.

                                                        Is this the real FLCL?

                                                            ROLL TIDE!!!!

                                                           Fooly Disrobed

                                                                Layer 04

          I think I'm begining to lose whatever mind I had left before the journey.

I barely know myself anymore. Am I really here? Am I really alive? Is there

a meaning to Fooly Cooly? I don't know up from down. Is this the real me

talking? (Naota's left eye begins blinking uncontrollably). Look at this, I used to

have a perfectly good eye!

                                        (He's going bloody bonkers!)

          Naota, Haruko, and Mamimi sat alone and silently on the bridge. Everything

was quiet, except for an inexplicable hum that seemed to surround them. It reminded

Naota of the sound of power lines back on earth. Naota stared into his plate of

mild curry, as he contemplated what to do next. The smell of it burned his nose, and

he felt it all throughout his empty head. Canti stood next to the table quietly. He had

hardly said a word the whole trip. Naota broke the silence.

         "So, uh, yeah." He said with conviction.

          "Yep" everyone agreed enthusiastically.

          Nothing was happening, absolutely nothing.

         Naota suddenly had the urge to ask Haruko a question.

         "Say, Haruko, what royal family did you say you were from?"

        Haruko finished her glass of sugar water, then answered.

        "To tell you the truth I was created by a high tech laboratory

to be the ultimate fighting machine/ musician"

         "Yeah, right" Naota said in classic Rowsdowher fashion.

        "But that's not my only purpose in the universe, Takkun. I am also burdened

with the responsibilty of restoring the connection between all worlds."

         "Really Haruko?" Naota asked, looking concerned.

         "There's a problem though, my power is not great enough to do it. Another has

to come from my blood, and our combined power will then be great enough. I have

to bear a child, Takkun."

       Naota groaned, and drank his Ramen in one gulp. His expression changed, and

a pleasant smile spread across his face.

        "Say! This is good!" He remarked. It actually tasted like something.

       "Glad you like it Tato! It's made from curry and peanut oil" Haruko said.

       "P-Peanut oil!!!!" Naota yelled, as he began to choke.

       "Yep"

       "I'm.. Allergic" he gasped

        "Allergic! Manergic! Lysergic! Magic! This is STUPID TATO!!! Your life is

a hollow lie!!!"

          Haruko sprang forward with her guitar and brought it crashing into Naota's

skull. He was nearly finished, as he lay on the floor, desperately holding on to his

last shred of life.

           "Push... my... reset... button. Uhhhhhg" Naota was now officially dead.

          Haruko was distraught when she saw this.

          "Why do we always hurt the ones we love?! I killed the man I love almost

one tenth as much as I love myself! Why Takkun?! WHY?! Takkun! Takkun!!

TAAAAAAAAA-KUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!"

                               NAOTA "TAKKUN" NANDABA

                  September 4, 1988- God-Knows-When, 2004

                 Killed by an Evil Alien, and a potent combination of

                 head trauma and peanut allergy.

          MAY HIS SPIRIT FIND PEACE ON THE ETERNAL PLAIN.

                                     CUT TO STUDIO

          NVA: That is so LAME!!!!

                           BACK TO ANIME FANFICTION   

        Naota saw that he was standing at the bottom of a long staircase. At the top,

there shone a dim white light. The staircase was surrounded on all sides by darkness.

He slowly began walking towards the light. Everything was silent, except for the

sound of his footsteps. Suddenly, a strange glow appeared directly in front of him.

He stopped in his tracks, and a schoolgirl with a strange haircut and a red ball cap

appeared in front of him.

         "Hi" she said.

         "Um, hi" Naota responded. He felt increasingly uneasy, as if this strange girl

had some sort of great and terrible power.

         "This here's the stairway to Heaven! Y'all know that right?" The girl said.

         "So I guess I'm dead?!" Naota said, aghast.

        "Y'all have been released from them confines of yo physical body, and now

exist as a spiritual-type being. Bodies are stupid y'know"

        "I take that as a yes" Naota responded flatly. He was taking the news of his

death rather well. He walked past the girl, and continued up the stairs.

         "Snot nosed brat!!" he muttered.

         Naota then heard a strange guitar riff, from far away.

         "Come to me!" A disembodied voice said.

         Naota felt a bustle in his hedgerow. In front of him, he saw his long dead dog,

Spike. Naota was overcome with awe at this.

          "Spike! Why are you here?"

          Spike looked solemn. "Because in here, there is a god!"

         "Really?" Naota replied

          "Spelled backwards that's 'dog', y'know!"

                              MEANWHILE, BACK ON THE SHIP

        "Just WAKE UP, SANJO!!!!!!!"

        "His name isn't Sanjo! Like I said before, you should give him..."

        "Wait a minute! Sanjo has succumbed to.. The Dreaded deading!!

This calls for drastic measures!!" Haruko exclaimed.

         She grabbed her bass off its stand, and fired up the motor, then raising it

high above Naota, she began to chant.

        "Furi Kuri, Furi Kura!! Furi Kuri, Furi Kura!"

         Nothing happened. Absolutely nothing. Somewhere, a schoolgirl was crying on her

front doorstep, but no one cared. The inexplicable hum continued unabated.

         Naota was terrified (Surprise?) He was standing in a place that looked exactly

like his room back in Mabase. He could see his/Haruko's guitar in the corner, which

was normal. His bat was leaning where he had left it up against his bed, also normal.

There was a 7 foot long alligator sitting at his computer, surfing the internet. This was

somewhat unusual.

          "We're all connected, Takkun." Haruko's voice said.

           Naota quckly turned, and standing in the doorway, was Haruko. She

was peering through the barely open door at him, with a gentle smile on her face.

But there was something different about her. A green hand rested on the door.

          "You know, Takkun, no matter who you are, or where you are, you

are always connected" Haruko said softly.

          "Where'd you get THAT line, 'evil alien' Anime?" Naota scoffed.

           "You, me, Mamimi, Kamon, Ichiro, Jeffery Moru, Mike Nelson, Jimmy Durante,

 everybody is connected."

           Naota pondered this for a moment, and Haruko continued.

          "Have you ever wondered what it's all about, Takkun? Life, death, and what

it all means?"

           "Sure" Naota said, trying to humor Haruko.

         "What it all comes down to is... Fooly Coolly!!!"

                                                   Silence

           "What's this alligator doing at my computer?" Naota asked.

           "Him? He's just a Navi-Gator" Haruko replied.

            With a great flash, Naota was whisked away from his room. The alligator

vanished, and was made into a suitcase. When Naota came to his senses he was lying

on his back in bed. He had Haruko's old Rickenbacker bass at his side.

After lying there for a few minutes, he got up and began to play the guitar. Naota was

envisioning himself on stage playing with The Captain and Tenille. It was a band he loved.

For some reason, he didn't want anyone to know about this. After completeing a rousing

rendition of "Muskrat Love", he opened his eyes. Haruko was standing behind

him. She had an evil smile on her face, and laughed insidiously. Naota guiltily moved his

hand away from the guitar.

          "Shame on you, Takkun!" Haruko said with a twisted grin.

          "Hey! What are you...?"

          "Do you know who Takkun likes? Do you know who he's thinking of when

he plays" (guitar) "with himself?"

          Naota began to cry. "You've been telling people, haven't you?!" You've been

telling them what I've been doing?! About my secret and forbidden passion?"

          He heard the voices of his friends chime in.

         "So, Naota likes The Captain and Tenille!! Have you heard what he does when he's

alone? It's really hilarious."

          "Sure!" Haruko said. "He has a crush on his teacher too!"

        "Really? I thought he was getting hot and heavy with an alien!" Another voice said.

         "Those are just RUMORS!!!!" He screamed.

         "There's somethin' screwy in wonderland, Alice" Haruko said in an evil voice.

          Naota turned to run away, but Haruko was on top of him in an instant.

          "I'm a sweet, lucious bundle of love, just for you!" Haruko said, then broke

into an evil laugh. (Eeeewww!!!)

           "Let's ALL love Takkun!!" She said maniacally.

           Naota looked up, and there, such horror met his eyes that he could not speak, and

he felt only a gripping, evil terror that surpassed all understanding.

An army of Haruko's minions was advancing toward him. They all looked, and acted

exactly like Haruko.

           "Yes!! Let's ALL love Takkun!!" They shouted joyously, as they rushed forward.

           Naota passed out on the spot.

                              (Nothing actually happened, you sickos)

                                   BACK ON THE SHIP        

          Haruko finished pouring another can of extra-sour soda down Naota's

throat. She then sat back, looking dejected.

          "Hmm, the sour stuff isn't working, looks like Sanjo's doomed."

          "You could give him CPR" Mamimi suggested.

          Haruko turned to her angrily.

          "CPR?! What do you think I am?"

          "A sleazy paramedic?" Mamimi responded innocently.

         "Nurse! Nurse! 500 cc's of anachanapanassan stat!" Haruko yelled.

          "Ummm..."

         "Calling Doctor Haruko, Doctor Haruhara Haruko!!" Haruko said in a

little girl voice. She was wearing her nurse's outfit for no apparent reason. She

jumped on her Vespa and circled around Naota several times. (Running over his head

twice in the process).

         "Haruhara Haruko! Alien in black!!"

         "Shouldn't it be white?" Mamimi asked.

          Canti, the lousy butler, had nothing to say. Absolutely nothing.

           Naota was now standing on a city street in Mabase. The street was empty,

and everything was silent. Only the humming of power lines could be heard. Slowly,

he began to hear the laughing of children behind him.

          "Kids" he muttered.

          Then he turned around, and what he saw horrified him. The world had

suddenly gone dark. Haruko stood there, illuminating everything immediately

around her. Then, 14 spotlights appeared. Beneath each one of them was an exact

duplicate of Naota, except they were all bobblehead dolls.

          "Have you ever asked yourself, what does it all mean?" Haruko asked.

          "What, the bobbleheads?"

          "Fooly Cooly, drooly drooly, googly googly, goochie gnoochi..."

          "What? What are you telling me?" Naota asked harshly.

          "Is your father really  your father?"

          "Why don't you tell me something, who are you really?"

         "I'm just a figment of your imagination Takkun! I exist only in your mind!"

         "We did that one already!" Naota said.

          "I'm the queen of bassists! I'm the ruler of all rythym players! And I have the

body of a rock star!"

          Naota was shocked by this, but then it suddenly dawned on him.

          "Wait a minute! You're in spirit form! You CAN'T have the body of a rock star!"

          "I can't?" Haruko asked, puzzled.

          "No, you can't have ANY body as a matter of fact!"

           "Uh, say Naota" Haruko said. "Why don't you stand right over there."

            Naota was taken aback by this request, and rather surprised that Haruko

had used his real name. Haruko moved quickly away, and Naota heard a strange voice

say, "gotcha!!" Suddenly, Naota was knocked to the floor by a tremendous blow from

behind. He then felt himself being pressed harder and harder against the floor, as a

pile of something or other landed on top of him.

         "It's a good thing I don't have a body" he thought, as he struggled to free

himself. After escaping from the inexplicable pile of rubble, he took a long look at

it. It was a pile of computer software boxes. They were all emblazoned with a

strange logo that looked somewhat like a window.

         "Should've known" he said to himself "this stuff is ALWAYS crashing."

                                       (That was bad. Even for me)

          At that moment, a strange light appeared around Naota, and he could see the

world growing brighter. Then he noticed dazzling colors of light around him. He

heard a voice.

          "C'mon up, Naota-Kun" the voice said.

          "Huh? Dad!? Where are you?"

         "Up here in Mister Leary's bi-plane" his father responded.

         Naota then felt himself lifted up into the sky. The ground dissappeared far

beneath him as he rose. Soon, he saw his father sitting at a table, there were two

plates of curry on it.

          Naota sat across from his father, and dug his spoon into the curry as the brilliant

colors of the sky danced around them.

          "Naota" his father said "You don't have to eat that mild stuff, ever again!"

          Naota dropped the spoonful of curry just as he was about to eat it. He looked

up at his father again and spoke.

          "Say dad..."he started

          "You may call me 'daddy'" Kamon interrupted

          "Okay, 'daddy' I need to tell you something about..."

          "About the People?" Kamon interrupted again.

          "No, it's about why we had..."

          "You love the people, don't you Naota-Kun?" Kamon asked solemnly.

         "Uh, they're okay I guess. But I need to tell you why..."

          "So you DO love the people!!"

          "Okay, I DO love the people" Naota said annoyed "but I need to tell you

about...."

         "The city people. The country people! The townspeople! The village people!

You love ALL the people!!!"

         "WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME!!!!" Naota said angrily "I..."

         "Oh, I'm sorry Naota-Kun. Did you want to say something?"

          "YES!! It's about Fooly Coolly, and drooly drooly, and hoochie coochie! And

Goochi gnoochi!..."

         "And the people you love!!!" Kamon said joyously.

         "Yes! I do love the people! All of them! I DO!" Naota began to

cry bitterly. "You cause me such pain!"

          Just then, Haruko appeared in her goddess garb.

         "Such pain! Bullet train! Let's all love (careful, lawsuit!) Maine!!!"

                                       (Maine is public domain!)

         Suddenly, Naota was transported away from that place. He could see this

afterlife melting away around him. The sky disappeared, and the bobble head Naotas

were swept up in it, packaged tastefully, and sold for 10,000 yen apiece at collectors

shops.

           The next thing Naota knew, he was laying on the cold, hard floor of Haruko's

ship. He tried to take a breath, but found Haruko's tongue was blocking his airway.

He sat up quickly.

           "Yessss!!! Sanjo is returned from death." Haruko exclaimed.

           "His name's not Sanjo!!" Mamimi said indignantly.

           "Ugh, what did you do to me?!" Naota asked, gasping for breath.

           "CPR" came Haruko's answer.

           "Did she stick her tongue in?" Mamimi asked.

           "Just forget about it" Naota said crossly. Then he looked up at a shelf

above him, and screamed in terror. There, on the shelf, was a complete set of

bobble head Naotas.

           "Aggggggh!!!!!!!!!" was all Naota could say, as he pointed at the bobble heads.

          "What are you screaming about, Takkun? Oh, I see. They're quite the collectors

item" Haruko told him.

          "Huh? But....."

           "Takkun, there's something you need to know" Haruko said as she plucked at

her bass.

           "What's that?!"

           "You're pregnant!"

                               (I'll leave you for now with that thought)

                                                   (Katsume)

                                              ENDING THEME

            Well, this episode was supposed to provide some answers. To what? I don't

know. This just raises more questions. Will Mamimi and Tasuku get married? What is

the ultimate answer to life? Will Naota and Haruko ever slappette lubbernoffie...? Yeah,

I... read that right. Guess it lost something in the translation.

Oh well, now it's time for the obligatory massive battle which usually

occurs around this time. Next on Fooly Cooly, it's Showdown time!! See Ya!

You didn't HONESTLY think I would provide answers, did you?

           This floating world is but a dream.