PB: Hi everyone! I decided to um...well on one of my other stories I was asked a few questions and I remembered this finally eh heh heh heh so! I shall respond!!

Question one:

Eric is a good name for a boy! But if you are having a girl, then I would go with something cute like Lisa or Amy! Well those are just my opinions...I like those names...

Question two:

An infinitive? Um it kind of sounds like "infinity" which means to go on forever, so I think that if something is "infinitive" it would go on and on and on...but that is just a guess...

PB: Ok that is all for the question answering! Ya'll know who ya were who asked me that so there ya go! Oh and one final announcement before I begin, I was planning to update this story daily, but I have been pretty busy, see Feb. 20 was Kurt Cobain's birthday, so I decided to spend the day in my room being sad and listen to all my Nirvana CDs over and over again. And then I had a test to study for and homework and a bunch of other stuff...I have 10 songs stuck in my head right now. Is that kuh-razy or what?

Castings:

Botan: The "Bring Out Your Dead" guy or girl in this case

Keiko: The guy who gets put on "the cart" (buwahaha! Take that Keiko!)

Shizuru: The guy taking Keiko to "the cart"

Mukuro: The woman who was digging in the field.

Sakyo: Denis

PB: I own nothing...NOTHING!!!

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Botan is seen marching through a village banging one those cowbells while two guys in front of her push a cart full of dead bodies. The village is like extremely dirty and there are sick people and stuff everywhere. (Ya know, it's because of the Bubonic Plague...)

Botan: *bangs bell* Bring out your dead!! *bangs the bell again* Bring out your dead!!

Shizuru: *walks up to Botan with Keiko over her shoulder both of them are in rags* Here's one.

Keiko: *starts squirming* I'm not dead!

Shizuru: Oh shut up! Yes you are! *leans over to put Keiko on the cart*

Botan: Whoa hold it! I can't take her if she's not dead!

Keiko: I'm not dead!

Shizuru: Well see she will be dead soon, she is very ill?

Keiko: I'm getting better!

Shizuru: *sigh* No you are not! You'll be stone dead in a moment!

Botan: Well I can't take her like that, it's against the rules!

Keiko: *squirming more* I don't want to go on the cart!

Shizuru: Oh come on! Don't be such a baby!

Botan: Well I can't take her like that...

Keiko: I feel fine!

Shizuru: Well can you wait around a few minutes? She won't be long...

Botan: No I can't, the Johnson's down the street have lost nine and I have to get to them soon...

Shizuru: Well when is your next round then?

Botan: Thursday.

Keiko: I think I'll go for a walk! *squirms more*

Shizuru: Thursday? I can't have her hanging around that long? Please, isn't there SOMETHING you can do?

Botan: *sigh* Ok. *hits Keiko really hard over the head with her bell*

Shizuru: ^_^ Thank you very much. *puts Keiko on the cart*

Botan: No problem, see you Thursday.

Meanwhile back with King Koenma and Jorge...we find the mighty King Koenma and his faithful servant Jorge, (Come on you all know who he is! The Ogre! Just making sure.) are galloping through a field, Jorge is still banging those coconuts. In the field is a large castle and there are people around it digging and pushing carts full of rocks. Koenma gallops up to an "old lady" pushing a cart.

Koenma: Excuse me! Old woman!

Sakyo: *who turns out to be the old woman pushing the cart* I'm a man!

Koenma: Oh sorry! Well could you tell me what knight lives in that castle over there?

Sakyo: I am thirty-seven! (I don't know his real age...tell me if you do know)

Koenma: What?

Sakyo: I am thirty-seven! I'm not old...

Koenma: Well sorry what else was I supposed to call you?!

Sakyo: My name is Sakyo!

Koenma: Well I didn't know that!

Sakyo: Well you never asked...

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

Sakyo: I object that you automatically treat me like an inferior!

Koenma: Well I am king.

Sakyo: Oh king eh? Well how did you get that? By exploiting the workers? By hanging onto -- by hanging on to our outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society! If there's ever going to be any progress-

Mukruo: *suddenly pops up from a hole in front of them* Sakyo! There is some lovely filth down here! *notices Koenma* Oh how do you do? *winks at him her uh...remaining eye...*

Koenma: Well how do you do my lady? I am King Koenma, King of the Makains! (ok so it sounds stupid but deal with it ok?!)

Murkuro: O.o; King of the who?

Koenma: The Makains!

Murkuro: ^_^;; Um who are the Makains?

Koenma: Well we all are! And I am your king!

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

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

Mukuro: *sigh* Oh here you go bringing "class" into it again...

Sakyo: That is what it's all about! If people only would-

Koenma: Please look I am in a hurry, now could you tell me who lives in that caslte?

Mukuro: No one lives there.

Koenma: Then who is your lord?

Mukuro: We don't have a lord.

Koenma: What?!

Sakyo: 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.

Koenma: Uh huh.

Sakyo: But all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special biweekly meeting.

Koenma: -__- Ok I see...

Sakyo: By a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs-

Koenma: *is getting pretty pissed off* Ok shut up!

Sakyo: -but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more-

Koenma: Shut up! I order you to shut up!

Sakyo: Order huh? Who do you think you are?

Koenma: I AM YOUR KING!!!

Mukuro: Well I didn't vote for you!

Koenma: You don't VOTE for a King!

Mukuro: Then how did you become one?

Koenma: The Lady of the Lake, *angels sing in the back ground* her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Koenma, was to carry Excalibur. *singing stops* That is why I am your king!

Sakyo: *sigh* Listen -- strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some

farcical aquatic ceremony.

Koenma: Oh not this again!

Sakyo: I mean, if I went around saying I was an empereror just because some moistened sprite had given me a sword, they would put me away!

Koenma: Shut up! *tackles Sakyo*

Sakyo: Ah now we see the violence inherited in the system!

Koenma: SHUT UP!!!

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

Koenma: Bloody peasant!

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

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PB: Ok so if I get enough reviews, I just might update sooner then well...then I did before! ^_^ So if you want to hear more from me, review please? Also just to tell you, castings for the knights will be:

Hiei: Sir Lancelot (the one with the killing problem)

Kurama: Sir Bedevere (the smart one)

Kuwabara: Sir Robin (the coward)

Yusuke: Sir Galahad (the one who gets "tempted" in the caslte)

Chibi Koenma: Sir Not Appearing In This Fanfiction.