Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, places (the only exceptions are Gen. Sexual and Fort McNutsack), or Gundams. But… Domon's God Gundam is still mine! Ha ha ha ha ha! ^_^ Let's continue…
RAIN: That's right… Rising Gundam!
GENERAL: That makes six. Who will be your final member?
DOMON: Operator, get me Neo-Sweden!
*Stalker appears
STALKER: All right, everyone. As you remember, the Shuffle Alliance was called to Fort McNutsack to be given a special mission. But there are still several unanswered questions. Will they survive the mission? Will they succeed? Why is Domon seeing ghosts? And the most immediate question, what does Domon want with Neo-Sweden? Let's get things started! Gundam Fight all set? Ready…GO!
Desert Storm! Attack on Iraq!
Part 2: The Arrival
*A phone rings in a Neo-Swedish hotel. A familiar-looking, green-haired young woman answers it.
WOMAN: Hello?
DOMON: Hi, Allenby. It's Domon. There's something that I need to ask you.
ALLENBY: Gasp You mean… you and Rain finally broke up and now you want me?
DOMON: Uh… actually, Allenby, Rain and I are happily married. What I really want is your help…
*Domon fills Allenby in on the situation.
ALLENBY: Don't worry Domon. You can count on me. *^_^* I'll be there tomorrow morning. Bye!
DOMON: Bye. *hangs up the phone* Okay, Allenby's in. She'll be here tomorrow.
CHIBODEE: But why tomorrow?!
ARGO: …!!! ^_^
CHIBODEE: Why you…!!! I'm gonna kick your ass!!!
*Chibodee leaps onto Argo. A fight breaks out. Soon, Chibodee is bruised and beaten, knocked-out on the floor. Argo dusts himself off.
GENERAL: All right. You all can spend the night here. Private! Show to Shuffle Alliance to their rooms.
PRIVATE: Sir, yes, sir! *salutes*
*Later, in their room, the Kasshus prepare for tomorrow's mission.
RAIN: This operation won't be easy, Domon.
DOMON: Right. I'll have my father send our Gundams immediately.
KYOJI (Deuce's note: He's a ghost. Remember?): But Domon, you have TWO Gundams. Which one will you use?
DOMON: No. You can't be here. You're dead. It's impossible. *covers his eyes like a child* Ha! If I can't see you, you can't do anything to me.
*Kyoji pulls Domon's hands away from his face. (Don't ask me how. He just can.)
KYOJI: Boo.
DOMON: AAAAHHHH!!!!
*Domon leans too far back in his chair and falls over. Kyoji vanishes.
RAIN: *helping Domon up* Are you okay, dear?
DOMON: Yeah, I'm fine. Where's the phone? I'm calling Dad.
*Domon calls the Neo-Japanese space colony. An operator answers.
DOMON: Could you please connect me with the Gundam Research and Development lad?
OPERATOR: One moment, please.
*Soon, a phone rings in the R&D lab. Domon's father, Dr. Kasshu, answers.
DR. KASSHU: Hello? Dr. Raizo Kasshu speaking. Who is this? Oh, hello Son! How are you and Rain?
DOMON: We're fine, Dad. Hey, listen. Could you do us a favor?
DR. KASSHU: Sure thing. What is it?
DOMON: I really can't tell you why, but could you send my God Gundam and Rain's Rising Gundam to Fort McNutsack?
DR. KASSHU: I'm sorry, Domon, but I can only send Rising Gundam.
DOMON: Why?!
DR. KASSHU: Well… last week the author broke into my lab and made off with the God Gundam.
DOMON: Deuce! I'm gonna kill you!
DEUCE: Don't think so.
*An elephant drops onto Domon, crushing him.
DEUCE: Give up?
DOMON: Ngh… No…
*A 100 ton weight drops on top of the elephant, crushing Domon even more.
DEUCE: How about now?
DOMON: …Okay…Just get…it off…of me…
*Deuce makes the elephant and the weight disappear. Rain runs over to Domon.
DR. KASSHU: Domon? Are you still there?
RAIN: *picking up the phone from the floor* Hold on, Dad. He tried to pick a fight with the author and kinda paid the price.
DR. KASSHU: Oh, well in that case, I'll wait.
DOMON: *slowly climbing to his feet* I'm fine. *takes the phone from Rain* Well, since you don't have the God Gundam, Dad, send Shining Gundam instead.
DR. KASSHU: Sure. As soon as I get the God Gundam back I'll send it to you.
DOMON: Thanks, Dad. Bye.
DR. KASSHU: Good bye, Son.
*The next morning the team is assembled and all the Gundams have arrived at Fort McNutsack.
RAIN: Good morning, everyone. How did you all sleep?
SAI: Great!
CHIBODEE: Fine.
ARGO: …
GEORGE: Miserable. Chibodee's snoring kept me up all night.
*Allenby runs up to Domon and gives him a hug bear hug.
ALLENBY: Domon! Hi! Remember me? *squeezes Domon even tighter*
DOMON: *struggling to free himself from the young woman's grasp* Hi, Allenby. It's good to see you too.
RAIN: Uh, Allenby, could you let go off Domon? He's starting to turn blue.
ALLENBY: Huh? *notices the choking Gundam fighter in her arms* Oh. Sure.
*Allenby lets Domon go. He drops to his knees grasping for air. Just then, General Sexual walks in.
GENERAL: Okay, is everyone ready?
ALL: Yeah.
GENERAL: Okay. Everyone into your Gundams. We will transport you instantly to Neo-Iraq.
*The fighters enter their Gundams and activate their Mobile Trace Systems. You know what happens next. Go ahead. Fantasize all you want. I'll wait….Done yet? No. Okay, I'll give you another minute….How about now? Good.
GENERAL: Good luck and Godspeed. Private Parts! Activate the Instant-Transport-O-Matic!
PARTS: Sir, yes, sir!
*Parts throws a switch. In a flash, the seven Gundams disappear. The Gundams reappear in an ordinary-looking suburban neighborhood. The group leaves their Gundams.
ALLENBY: Where are we?
GEORGE: I don't know, but we certainly aren't in Neo-Iraq.
*Argo looks at his watch.
ARGO: Hmmm… If seems that we have been transported a few hours back in the Cartoon Network programming line-up.
*Everyone stares at Argo in shock.
ARGO: What? I don't have a speech impediment. I just choose not to talk.
DOMON: Well, if what Argo says is true, then what show are we in?
HAMTARO: Hi! Do you want to be my friends?
OUR GROUP: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVIL HAMSTER! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
*The group begins to run away. Unfortunately for them, the demon hamster, Hamtaro follows right after them.
HAMTARO: Come back! I want to be friends with you guys!
DEUCE: Hang on guys. I'll get you out of this.
*Deuce uses his weird author powers to transport the group of fleeing Gundam fighters to Neo-Iraq.
RAIN: That was close.
DOMON: *rubbing up next to his wife* Not as close as last night…
RAIN: Domon! You can't talk about that kind of stuff in this fic!
DOMON: Sure I can. I'm staying within the limits of a PG-13 rating.
CHIBODEE: What's the matter, Rain? How close DID he get last night?
*Rain slams Chibodee with a giant mallet.
RAIN: PIG! *whispering in Domon's ear* Tonight. Shining Gundam. I'll wear "The Dress"…
*Domon's eyes light up.
DOMON: *grinning like the Cheshire Cat* "The Dress"…?
RAIN: Uh-huh.
SAI: Hey! Mr. Author Guy! What about our Gundams?
DEUCE: Oh! I almost forgot about them! Okay! Stand back. They'll be here in a second.
*Deuce snaps his fingers. All seven Gundams land on top of Domon.
DEUCE: Oops.
*Suddenly Shining Gundam rises out of the pile of Gundams.
DOMON: Deuce! You are so dead!
DEUCE: AAAHHH!!!
*Domon begins to chase the author all around the immediate area, preventing him from continuing to write the story at this time. So that means…
TO BE CONTINUED…
