Hello, I'm Bamboomarang. I'm a kinda new writer on fanfiction. I personally think this stinks, but hey, that's just me. ^^ I WILL take flames IF they are actually good flames that will tell me what I did wrong. If you like Fuu/Ferio, please r/r my other story, The Common Fuu. Stupid flames will be used to burn stupid flamers houses down. Now for the disclaimer.

*99999 of baby crickets chirp*

You know, saying the disclaimer isn't that bad.

Loki: then you do it. I'm busy planning to kill all those bugs.

bambu: *really, Really, REALLY angry* . Stay. [Breath] Away [breath] From. My . CRICKETS!!!!

Umm while bambu kills Loki, I'll just do the cast.

KING Arthur: Ferio

SOLDIER #1: Ascot

SOLDIER #2: Zazu Torque

CART MASTER: Shido Hikaru

DEAD PERSON: Chang Ang

CUSTOMER: Zazu Torque

DENNIS: Clef

WOMAN Ryuuzaki Umi

BLACK MAGIC KNIGHT: Zagato

GREEN MAGIC KNIGHT: Lantis

PATSY: Sang Yung

While I split those two up, I hope you like this parody.

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SCENE ONE: 'A FYULA? CARRYING A COCONUT.um. TEACUP?!'

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*Wind*

*Clop clop clop*

FERIO: Whoa there!

*Clop clop clop*

ASCOT: Halt! Who goes there?

FERIO: It is I, Ferio, son of .My Dad, from the castle of Cephiro. King of the Cephiroians, defeater of Monsters, Sovereign of all Cephiro!

ASCOT: Pull the other one!

FERIO: Huh?

ASCOT: Look at your script!

FERIO: Oops. This is my trusty servant Sang Yung. We have ridden the length and breadth of the land in search of Magic Knights who will join me in my court at Cephiro. I must speak with your lord and master.

ASCOT: What? Ridden on a horse?

FERIO: Yes!

ASCOT: You're using teacups. wait a sec, they're supposed to be coconuts!

FERIO: I couldn't find any coconuts.

ASCOT: . so you're using teacups?

FERIO: yep.

[Pause]

ASCOT: you're using teacups!

FERIO: You just stated that.

ASCOT: *cough* you idiot, the script *cough*you've got two empty halves of teacups and you're bangin' 'em together.

FERIO: .So? We have ridden since the snows of winter covered this land, through the kingdom of Bravada, through--

ASCOT: Where'd you get the teacups?

FERIO: We found them.

ASCOT: Found them? In Bravada? The teacup's tropical!

FERIO: .What the-

~bambu: Hills! ^^~

FERIO: . do you mean?

ASCOT: err. this is a temperate zone?

FERIO: The fyula may fly south with the sun or the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet we cannot make teacups?

ASCOT: err.Are you suggesting teacups migrate?

FERIO: Not at all. They could be carried.

ASCOT: What? A fyula carrying a coconut?

FERIO: It could grip it lightly!

ASCOT: It's not a question of how light it is! It's a simple question of gripping ratios! A five-ton fish. thing. could not carry a .one-foot teacup?!?

~Booma: just go with the script before I get mad! ~

FERIO: O.o Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your master that Ferio from the Court of Cephiro is here?

ASCOT: Listen. In order to maintain air-speed velocity, a fyula needs to beat its wings forty-three times every second, right?

FERIO: Oh, come on!

ASCOT: Am I right?

FERIO: I don't care!

ZAZU: It could be carried by a Fahren fyula!

ASCOT: Sure, a Fahrenian fyula maybe, but not a Bravadian fyula. That's my point.

ZAZU: Uh, yeah, I agree with that.

FERIO: Will you ask your master if he wants to join my court at Cephiro?!

ASCOT: But then of course a-- Fahrenian fyula are non-migratory.

ZAZU: Oh, duh.

ASCOT: So, they couldn't bring a teacup back anyway.

[Clop clop clop]

ZAZU: Wait a minute! Supposing two fyulas carried it together?

ASCOT: No, they'd have to have it on a line.

ZAZU: Well, simple! They'd just use a strand of creeper. string!

ASCOT: What, held under the dorsal guiding feathers?

ZAZU: Well, why not?

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SCENE TWO: 'BRING OUT YOUR DEAD!'

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[Thud]

[Clang]

HIKARU: Bring out your dead?

~Booma: No one's dead really. Besides, you get to clang a pot a round! ^^~

HIKARU: Okay! ^^

Bring out your dead!

[Clang]

Bring out your dead!

[Clang]

Bring out your dead!

[Clang]

Bring out your dead!

[Cough cough...]

[Clang]

[...Cough cough]

Bring out your dead!

[Clang]

Bring out your dead!

[Clang]

Bring out your dead! Nine pence.

[Clang]

Bring out your dead!

[Clang]

Bring out your dead!

[Clang]

Bring out...

[Rewr!]

...Your dead!

[Rewr!]

.Poor kitty.

[Clang]

Bring out your dead!

ZAZU: Here's one.

HIKARU: Nine pence please. ^^

CHANG ANG: I'm not dead!

HIKARU: What? . I guess that's good to hear.

ZAZU: Oh, ignore it. Here's your nine pence.

CHANG ANG: I'm not dead!

HIKARU: 'Ere. He says he's not dead!

ZAZU: Yes, he is.

CHANG ANG: I'm not!

HIKARU: .He isn't?

ZAZU: Well, he will be soon. He's very ill.

CHANG ANG: I'm getting better!

ZAZU: No, you're not. You'll be stone dead in a moment.

HIKARU: Oh, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations.

CHANG ANG: I don't want to go on the cart!

ZAZU: Oh, don't be such a baby.

HIKARU: I can't take him.

CHANG ANG: I feel fine!

ZAZU: Well, do us a favor.

HIKARU: I can't.

ZAZU: Well, can you hang around a couple of minutes? He won't be long.

HIKARU: No, I've got to go to the Ryuuzaki's. They've lost nine today.

ZAZU: Well, when's your next round?

HIKARU: Thursday.

CHANG ANG: I think I'll go for a walk.

ZAZU: You're not fooling anyone, you know. Look. Isn't there something you can do?

CHANG ANG: [singing] I feel happy. I feel happyyyy.

HIKARU: *looks away while raising a pillow*

[Whop]

ZAZU: Ah, thanks very much.

HIKARU: Not at all. See you on Thursday.

ZAZU: Right. All right.

[Howl]

[clop clop clop]

Who's that, then?

HIKARU: I dunno. Must be a king.

ZAZU: Why?

HIKARU: He hasn't got sh-

bambu: Mud! ^^

HIKARU: ^^ mud all over him.

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SCENE 3 'BLOODY PEASANT!'

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[Thud]

[Thud thud thud]

FERIO: Old woman!

CLEF: Man!

FERIO: Man. Sorry. What Magic Knight lives in that castle over there?

CLEF: I'm seven hundred forty-five.

FERIO: I-- what?

CLEF: I'm seven hundred forty-five. I'm not an old man.

FERIO: What the? That's old! Besides, I can't just call you 'Man'.

CLEF: Well, you could say 'Clef'.

FERIO: Well, I didn't know you were called 'Clef'.

CLEF: Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you?

FERIO: I did say 'sorry' about the 'old woman', but from the behind you looked--

CLEF: What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior!

FERIO: Well, I am King!

CLEF: Oh, King, eh, very nice. And how d'you gets that, eh? By exploiting the workers! By 'anging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society. If there's ever going to be any progress with the--

UMI: Clef, there's some lovely filth down here. Oh! How d'you do?

FERIO: How do you do, good lady? I am Ferio, King of the Cephirians. Whose castle is that?

UMI: King of the who?

FERIO: The Cephirians.

UMI: Who are the Cephirians?

FERIO: Well, we all are. We are all Cephirians, and I am your king.

UMI: I didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective.

CLEF: You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship: a self- perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes--

UMI: Oh, there you go bringing class into it again.

CLEF: That's what it's all about. If only people would hear of--

FERIO: Please! Please, good people. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle?

UMI: No one lives there.

FERIO: Then who is your lord?

UMI: We don't have a lord.

FERIO: What?

CLEF: I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week,

FERIO: Okay...

CLEF: ...but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting...

FERIO: Sure, I understand.

CLEF: ...by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs,

FERIO: I get the point.

CLEF: ...but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more major--

FERIO: You're so boring! I order you to be quiet!

UMI: Order, eh? Who does he think he is? Heh.

FERIO: I am your king!

UMI: Well, I didn't vote for you.

FERIO: You don't vote for kings.

UMI: Well, how did you become King, then?

FERIO: The Lady of the Lake, named Umi...

[Flu and Hiker sing]

...Her arm clad in the purest shimmering escudo, held aloft Excalibur
from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I,
Ferio, was to carry
Excalibur.

[Singing stops]

That is why I am your king!

CLEF: Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords are no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.

FERIO: Be quiet!

CLEF: Well, but you can't expect to wield supreme executive power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!

FERIO: Shut Up!

CLEF: I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away!

FERIO: Shut up, will you? Shut up! I will kill you!

CLEF: Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system.

FERIO: Shut up!

CLEF: Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I'm being repressed!

FERIO: Bloody peasant!

CLEF: Oh, what a give-away. Did you hear that? Did you hear that, eh? That's what I'm on about. Did you see him repressing me? You saw it, didn't you?

Umi: Watery Tart?!?! Moistened Bint?!?!

CLEF: oh bloody hell.

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SCENE 4 'THE BLACK KNIGHT'

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ZAGATO: Aaagh!

LANTIS: Ooh!

[Stab]

ZAGATO: Aagh!

LANTIS: Oh! Ooh! Uuh.

ZAGATO: Aaaagh! You killed my brother!

[Clang]

[Whoosh]

[ZAGATO kills LANTIS]

LANTIS: *dieing* I. am. your brother.

[Thud]

ZAGATO: NOOOOOooooooooo.this'll be an interesting story to tell emeraude.

[Clop clop clop]

FERIO: You fight with the strength of many men, Sir Knight.

[Pause]

I am Ferio, King of the Cephirians.

[Pause]

I seek the finest and the bravest Knights in the land to join me in my court at Cephiro.

[Pause]

You have proved yourself worthy for being a jerk by killing my sister and your brother. *Sar. * Will you join me?

[Pause]

FERIO: *still sar. * You make me sad. So be it. Come, Sang Yung.

ZAGATO: No idiots shall pass.

FERIO: What?

ZAGATO: No idiots shall pass.

FERIO: I have no quarrel with you, besides that you killed my sister, good Sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge.

ZAGATO: Technically, I didn't kill your sister, and besides, she's alive in this plot. Now shut up about emeraude or you shall die.

FERIO: I command you, as King of the Cephirians, to admit she is dead!

ZAGATO: I talk for no man who isn't smart enough to realize emeraude is alive.

FERIO: So be it!

FERIO and ZAGATO: Aaah!, hiyaah!, etc.

[FERIO chops the ZAGATO's left arm off]

FERIO: Now admit it, you stupid worthy adversary.

ZAGATO: 'Tis but a scratch.

FERIO: A scratch? Your arm's off!

ZAGATO: No, it isn't.

FERIO: Well, what's that, then?

ZAGATO: I've had worse.

FERIO: You're a liar and a killer!

ZAGATO: I'll kill you, you pansy!

[Clang]

Huyah!

[Clang]

Hiyaah!

[Clang]

Aaaaaaaah!

[FERIO chops ZAGATO's right arm off]

FERIO: Victory is mine!

[Kneeling]

We thank Thee Emeraude, that in Thy mer--

ZAGATO: Emeraude? Hah! That proves she is alive

[Kick]

Come on, then. Admit it.

FERIO: What?

ZAGATO: I was right!

[Kick]

FERIO: Eh. You are indeed stupid, Sir Knight, but the argument is mine.

ZAGATO: Oh, can't admit it, eh?

FERIO: Look, you stupid bastard. You've got no excuses left.

ZAGATO: Yes, I have.

FERIO: Look!

ZAGATO: Just a flesh wound.

[Kick]

FERIO: Look, stop that. I won.

ZAGATO: Fyula! (Chicken)

[Kick]

Fyulaa!

FERIO Look, I'll have your leg.

[Kick]

Right!

[Whop]

[Ferio chops Zagato's right leg off]

ZAGATO: Right. I'll do you for that!

FERIO: You'll what?

ZAGATO: Come here!

FERIO: What are you going to do, bleed on me?

ZAGATO: I'm invincible!

FERIO: You're a looney who can't argue.

ZAGATO: The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you! Come on, then.

[Whop]

[Ferio chops the Zagato's last leg off]

ZAGATO: Oh? All right, we'll call it a draw.

FERIO: Come, Sang Yung.

ZAGATO: Oh. Oh, I see. Running away, eh? You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you. I'll bite your legs off!

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The last scene was dedicated to my friend who gets mad at stories that have Ferio and Zagato friends. So you like it or not, tell me in a review. I'm going to do all the chapters in 4 scripts. After chap 2 on this I'm going to go back to my other story for a while.

Loki: that chap was so. strange..

Shut up or I'll sic bambu on ya.

Loki: 0.o eep! *Runs away*

Hee hee hee. bambu?

bambu: ^^ watch this.

Baby crickets: booma doesn't own MKR, and if Loki is right, never will. She also doesn't own Star Wars. Boom does own bambu's 99999 baby crickets, or in other words, she owns us. Please r/r, and we'll see you next time. ^^

bambu: I'm so proud! ^^

Err. even if you don't like baby crickets; please r/r. good job baby crickets. ^^