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Thank you AGAIN to all my loyal reviewers. Since this is my first publicized fic, you can't imagine how ecstatic I am after seeing all these good reviews. YAY!

Dargon – Well, you've cut me to the quick. GOOD FOR YOU! I was actually daring people to find errors in my serious fics, but you still pried one right out of this one. When I have time, I will edit that. You should know, I don't have a beta reader because of...well...you'll find out someday. For now, I guess competent reviewers like you will have to do the job for me. KUDOS TO THEE!

Also, on the subject of story: don't worry about that either. There is a full, extremely complicated story planned out well into the 20th Chapter. The storyline will be developed in this chapter and the next to begin with, then it will probably spiral out of control and kill us all.

CHAPTER 5 – FOLLOW THE YELLOW-BRICK TOAD

The world was in chaos...fuzzy pink chaos.

Stuff was going to a very pink hell in a very pink hand basket (the kind of hand basket that became popular among the Muscovite socialites in the 1650's).

But, somewhere out there (copyrighted, oooh yeah), someone was looking down on the pink with a particularly not-pink expression on his cold, emotionless face. He obviously wasn't happy. Of course, no one on Earth who knew what was going on was happy, but he was even more not happy than the other not happy people. He had the best reason, after all. Despite being not happy about the not happiness, he intended to do something about being not happy...and soon.

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"Parry, parry, thrust, thrust, gooood."

"You know, that's Raphael's line." Commented Taki as she danced nimbly around Mitsurugi's blade. The Japanese mercenary spun to face her as he dodged.

"I can say it if I want!" he almost pouted.

"Raph's got patent pending on that, you know." The ninja pointed out as she executed a perfect somersault over Mitsurugi's head.

"I don't think patents have been invented yet." Shot back the mercenary as he swiveled neatly in place, slicing what once had been Taki and now was naught but air.

"Either way, stick to your own pre-fight taunts, ok?" The ninja snapped as she rolled beneath Mitsurugi as he leapt over her and brought his katana crashing down onto a poor defenseless woodchuck.

"Stupid woodchuck," grumbled Mitsurugi before turning back to his opponent and hacking mercilessly at the space two feet in front of her, "Fine, if you really want. But that means you must do the same. I distinctly heard you say 'squirm' when you were throwing me into that tree earlier."

Taki snorted indignantly, which somehow didn't sound right.

"Alright, enough of this irritating banter," she said icily, "TIME TO-"

"Hi"

Taki and Mitsurugi spun simultaneously, a maneuver that looked far too choreographed.

"Actually, I was going to say, 'Time to die,' not 'time to hi.' Can that be stricken from the record, please?"

A voice from above nodded, which is a funny thing for voices to do. Now the battling duo looked more intently on the figure that had interrupted their "discourse."

"Is that the new Business-Meeting Barbie model?" whispered Mitsurugi to Taki.

"I heard that." Said the spitting image of a Business-Meeting Barbie doll, "Not only am I not that, I am not, in fact, a woman either, though it may look that way."

"Who are you then?" Taki's eyebrow elevated as she stepped forward, inspecting the spiffy female in a tight business suit and high heels.

"Does this ring a bell....hissssssssssss."

"Oh shit...Voldo?" Mitsurugi's jaw dropped. Taki's jaw, on the other hand, remained firmly closed, though her eyes did pop out of her skull for exactly 3.58 seconds.

"Yes, it's Voldo." Replied Voldo, indicating the pink katars he was holding.

"But...you're thighs...they're so...they're just so..."

"Yes, I know. Don't ask about the thighs...or the voice...actually, don't ask about anything, it'll just lead to R-rated controversy that we don't currently need.

"Why are you here?" murmured Taki, still recovering of Post-Voldo-Thigh- Shock.

"I've come to warn you. They are coming..." Voldo's voice would've been a lot more ominous if he didn't sound like he was going to go hang out at the mall with a bunch of girlfriends and discuss 17th Century women's clothing.

"About what, exactly?...You're thighs?" Mitsurugi couldn't help it. He broke down laughing, letting his katana clatter unceremoniously to the floor.

"No...I came to warn you...about the plot bunnies."

Before what Voldo Barbie had said registered with the two combatants, the world went blinding pink again, a color which we are all far too familiar with by now.

"Thanks for the introduction, ma'am, now let's get on with our planned spam.

We'll settle this like democrats. Your curse shall be- OH SHIT WHAT's THA-"

The pink blot bunny, floating like some omnipotent hairball, was suddenly ousted from his rhyming by a lightning bolt of pure, unadulterated yellow.

A cornucopia of un-bunny-like swearing could be heard pouring from the remaining pinkness as yellow flooded the small area and overtook the last of the evil color that lingered.

"Gud dA 2 u, lol." Said an extremely unpleasant croaking voice.

"Who's there?" said Taki, Mitsurugi, and a very put off Voldo who was suddenly having morbid thoughts about accessorizing.

"OMG!!!1!" shrieked the croak (or was it the shriek that croaked?) U need not no that now. Jus cum wit me or ILSE!!!!1!!!!1one"

The three covered there ears as if seared by the very voice of death.

"LOLOLOL! U CUM WIT ME NOOOW! ROFL!" roared the croaking shriek.

"We don't even now who you are!" bellowed Mitsurugi over the deafening croaking, roaring, shrieking din.

"U rely wnt 2 now?...Fin, ill show u, lololol roflmao."

The yellow drifted apart to reveal more yellow. The blinding pink was one thing, but this blinding yellow was just annoying. For no apparent reason, Voldo groaned a very female groan and watched the curtains of tallow evil peel aside.

What stood, or rather hovered in front of them, was a small yellow toad, surrounding by a radiating aura of pure crimson, the color of blood mixed with liquefied salami.

"Im teh yello toad. U follo ME NOW! LOLOMGLOLWTFROFL!"

Instead of going pink, the world actually went yellow for a moment as the yellow toad shot upward into the sky, followed closely by a very mentally disturbed Taki, an oddly unperturbed Mitsurugi, and a very fetching Voldo.

In the sky they saw evil. Not pink evil, not evil evil, not even evil weevil...just plain evil...And it was grinning from ear to ear...

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Stay tuned for Chapter 6 – Evil Uberness and its Ways, Coming TOMORROW!