Wow guys! Thanks for the reviews! I smile, I really do! You like me, you really like me!! ^.^ And yes, this chapter will feature some of the other offended characters joining in. Really, I'm glad this is going so good. I may actually finish this piece!

Chaos: You….YOU are gonna finish something? For real??

Yes! I'm in an excellent mood and I have enough Hershey kisses to keep me going! Oh yeah, one more thing: ::tosses a handful of Hershey kisses to each reviewer:: Thanks again!

Disclaimer: I own a pocketful of lint, two overweight cats and several issues of "Shonen Jump". Not Shaman King. But if I did, Amidamaru would be MIINE!! ^O^ HOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Chapter 2: "Will you sign our petition?"

When we last left our protagonists, they were in the Asakura household, in a horrified rage over the American pigs (yes, I know I'M an "American pig" but if I had any say in this before my creation, I would definitely wanna be a Japanese person. They're just that cool.) who mocked them.

"I am in a horrified rage at the American pigs who mock us!" stated Amidamaru.

"YEAH!" Yoh and Manta agreed in unison

Well that didn't change, but now they're on the streets of town (I forget the name) searching for support.

"If we can get everyone we know who's upset at this to sign this petition to brutally punish 4Kids," Yoh explains, waving a piece of paper excitedly, "then maybe we can pool everybody's money together for round-trip tickets to America! Now we already signed, so how much money do we have at the moment?" He reaches into his pocket and pulls out 200 yen among a whole mess of pocket lint. "Okaaay…..Manta?"

Manta pulls out a wallet and turns it inside-out, coming up with 450 yen. "I doubt this'll even let us ride in the luggage compartment…."

Anna sniffs in disgust, "You two are pathetic. This whole idea is starting to sound like little more than a pipe-dream."

Yoh and Manta glare, "Well how much do YOU have?"

"Um…hold on…" she reaches into her pockets, digging around furiously. Finally she pulls out….

"800 yen? Is that all? What was with all that big-shot talk then?!" Manta exclaims angrily, waving his arms like a squirrel with a sparkler tied to its tail.

"Hm! How about you, vapor brain? Got anything?"

Yoh shook his head in disbelief, "You're asking Amidamaru?"

Amidamaru just shook his head sheepishly, "Might I remind you that I am a ghost, beyond material possessions. And I doubt this will be of much help." He pulls out a handful of simply ancient spectral coins.

-_-; "None whatsoever. Sorry Amidamaru." Yoh shrugged.

Manta was getting impatient. He wanted revenge and he wanted it NOW. "Well there have to be other people just as disgusted, with the money to help our cause! What are we waiting for??"

They all look at him. "You know, I really don't know what we're waiting for to tell the truth…." Muttered Yoh.

"LET'S GO!!"

"YEAH!!"

They all race down the street, running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and running and—(Chaos: ::whacks E.M.o.F.:: Darn newfangled authoress models always stick!) ahem! Sorry. –they finally bump into our favorite gang leader, Ryo.

"Hey, watch where you're going, ya fool!"

Yoh rubs his head "Ow…nice to see you too Ryo…"

"Rrr its you punks again. What in God's name were you doing, running around like that? Wait…..y…you're not being chased by ghosts or demons or other shaman stuff, are you?"

"Not this time, Ryo," Manta piped up, "we're on important business!"

"Oh?"

"You haven't seen the new pathetic excuse for an anime 4Kids is pushing, have you?"

"Wait…..you're not referring to that crappy duplication of us, are you?"

"Well…yes."

"OHHHH HAVE I!! I can NOT believe the NERVE and INSULT of those sick, sick people!! Have you SEEN the way they portray me?? I look like a complete suck-up, doing all your chores," gestures wildly at Anna, "and I SOUND like a Mexican on CRACK!!!" o (lol)

O_O; Yoh hands him the piece of paper. "So, you'll sign our petition and chip in for tickets for us to all go to America and complain, then?" ^o^

"Of course! I'll even get my gang to contribute! But when we get there, I'm gonna do much more than complain!" His hands tighten on the hilt of his bokatu.

^_^ "Thanks!"

"Uh…Yoh, you wouldn't have a pen, would you?" ^_^;

Yoh hands him one and Ryo willingly signs.

Yoh suddenly gets serious. "Now Ryo, we need money for all of us to be able to get there. You and your guys can help out, right?"

"Not a problem, buddy! We may look like a bunch of hoods, but we can scrape together some sufficient cash!"

^.^ "Good, 'cos we probably need over 10,000 yen to get even a couple low-class tickets."

This dropped Ryo's jaw. Literally. It dropped like a bowling ball with a lead weight tied to it. "Y..you need HOW much?"

"Did he stutter?" Anna growls impatiently.

Ryo sweatdropped. "Well…its just……that is a LOT of money…."

Manta grinned, "You don't have to pay the whole thing. Just give as much as you can!"

"And don't hold out on us, or ohh how you will hurt."

Amidamaru glanced over at Anna, "Is threatening our contributors a wise idea, Lady Anna?"

"……..Hm!" -P

And so they ran off to their next stop—Ren and Jun's mansion-type place.

"Um, guys," Manta queried, "Why didn't we stop here before? Ren and Jun are RICH!"

Yoh rolled his eyes, "Maybe because Ren's one of our mortal enemies?"

"…Oh yeah."

They finally arrive at the elaborate estate of the….whatever their last name is (Me such a flake). Yoh steps forward and pushes the intercom button. A rush of static is heard and the crackley voice of a boy about Yoh's age is heard.

crackle "Yes? Who is it?" crackle

"Its Yoh, Amidamaru, Mor—"

Manta glares.

"Uh…I mean Manta," ^_^;

^_^

"And Anna."

crackle "Well, what do you want?" Amusement "Have you finally decided to surrender your samurai ghost?" crackle

"Not on your life. Just let us in, we have matters to discuss." -_-;

crackle "Grrr…very well….but if I'm late for my pedicure, heads will roll!" crackle

o_o; "Ok then."

A butler-type man shows them inside.

Ren is standing at the foot of the grand staircase in a blue night-robe with white polar bears on it. (^_^) "Ah, my 'guests'. So good of you to come." Maniacal laughter.

"Ren….you didn't invite us. We came on our own, remember?"

More laughter. "Which will make it even more delicious when I defeat you and steal your samurai!" ^o^

"Ren, this isn't about that for once, will you listen?"

"Oh very well…but it had better be important."

Yoh takes a deep breath and dives into the explaination, "We're on a mission," Mission Impossible music plays out of nowhere. "We just saw a horror of unspeakable horrors—the shameless dubbing, editing and commercializing of our show!!"

;_; "They made us into TOILET PAPER!" lamented Amidamaru.

Ren just snorted, "So? I've yet to see them do anything like that to me or Jun."

Suddenly, with amazing timing, one of the big screen TVs in his living room blared with a commercial….

"YOU'VE SEEN THE SHOWS…..YOU'VE BOUGHT THE CEREAL…YOU'VE TRIED THE SHAMPOO BEFORE IT WAS RECALLED FOR CAUSING A MASSIVE SCALP RASH…..NOW, LIVE THE ADVENTURE!!"

Two kids are playing with Yoh and Ren action figures.

Kid 1: playing with the Yoh action figure CELESTIAL SLASH!

Kid 2: has his Ren action figure atop a bunch of stacked cups. He swipes his hand into the cups, knocking them and the action figure over Augh. You have defeated me. You are so cool and I'm not. But I'll be back. Ha. Ha. Ha.

a clip of the dubbed anime is flashed, with Ren screaming in defeat.

End of commercial.

Ren just stares in disbelief at the screen as it shows a random cereal commercial. "Those action figures…..were SO COOL!! I want some!!" ^____^

Yoh and the rest anime fall. O___O;;; "Wasn't there ANYTHING wrong with that picture??"

"Well…yes….one thing….I AM NOT BRITISH!! I DON'T EVEN LIKE THE BRITISH!!" (Absolutely no offense to any British people reading this. S'all good.)

"Well….okaaay then. Don't you want any revenge over the evil people who dubbed you so horribly?"

"YES! YES I DO!!"

"If you sign this petition and contribute to our cause, you'll get to come with us and kick the crap out of 4Kids for their shameless humiliation of our show!"

Ren thought this over. "Weeeell….ok. But I get the first punch!"

"Heey!" Manta yells.

Yoh looked over at him. "Sorry Manta, but if it's the only way to get him to join…"

"Yeah yeah…"

Ren then summoned the butler-dude, "Zion, get my father on the cell."

The butler dials a number on a cellphone and after a few rings, a click is heard, and for a moment, the butler is exchanging mutters with the person on the other end. Then, he looks to Ren. "Erm….well….your father won't contribute the money…."

"Whaat?! Here, gimme the phone, I'll settle this……Hello, daddums!"

O_o;

^_^ "Listen, father. I really DO need the money. Its for a good cause, really! Yes, I KNOW we usually don't care about good causes, but this is good in a BAD way. But father, this won't be like band camp at ALL! I won't lose interest, I promise! Ok daddy, thanks bunches! I love you too. Bye!" ^_^ "He'll give me the money!"

Yoh grinned, "Excellent!"

Ren muttered, "Honestly…to think they'd consider us British…"

Jun walks out of the kitchen with a pot of tea and a plate of biscuits, "Tea, loves?"

"Not NOW, Jun!!" o

"Oh poo." Jun walks back into the kitchen.

Well I'm bored. I'll continue later, ok? Read and review! Flames will be used to boil tea and torture Ren!

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Oh, and check out the Outlaw Star fic by Sparda45, "Warriors of Power". Coolness! Sayonara, folks! ^_^