For any good time, and any good reason, a good lot of happy worlds exist. And between these worlds are certain unbreakable barriers that keep people from dying and crying and basically beating the shit out of each other.
We don't really care about that.
Setsuna didn't care about it. He loved his sister, and he was proud of it. Dammit. In fact, he was doing the eungh! eungh! bit with Sara, and all that pelvic thrusting motions did little to help the fact that Sara was still dead.
We don't really care about that, either.
Shinji's sitting in the back of the room, waiting for his moment of great justice.
Where he kills everyone.
Including a random person we won't really name here, because apparently he is a big PUSSY.
Piro and Largo were sitting on stage, looking dazed. They also killed the random person we won't really name here, due to a race condition in the GREAT BUFFER OF TIME!.
Great buffer of time.
Unfortunately, this was a bad thing, and the whole universe exploded.
The end.
Faye and Spike died. They just died.
So did Van, Allen, and Hitomi, because if Hitomi is dead, so is Van, then Allen would be dead because Van died. Not because of yaoi-ical actions.
This caused Miaka to die, which spurred a huge barbecue to which the entire cast of DBZ was not invited -
And they killed Focker.
The end.
Fin.
OWARI.
But it's not.
Yes it is.
but it's not.
/end/
the moral of this story is that we hate crossovers. we hate crossovers. so much. so very very much.
and we're not sorry.