Shaman Idol 2

A/N: Hihi (puffyamiyumishow!) ! I'm baaaa-aaaack! (Chuckie-esque laugh) With Shaman Idol 2, and you can thank/blame Invader Neo for wanting a sequel, I'm actually quite happy to do so! This will be more psycho than the 1st one! Because I just watched Darkness Falls, and I'm listening to William Hung and various Sailor Moon Midis!

And now…a word from Cartman: Nya nya nya nya nya nya! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Disclaimer: I don't own any things that may pop up in here, except maybe an OC from another fic or something. Just expect madness, alright!

A/N: Did anyone notice the "chimo mochai" thing at the bottom of the page last chapter? It's a slight foreshadowing of things to come, mainly this chapter. First I'll educate you. "Chimo" means "Child of the Molester." and "Mochai" means "Molester of the Children." My friends and I made up a game using that, like Duck-Duck-Goose….00;

The next day…

Cartman twirled around like a princess in his underwear, his fat rolls cascading over his feet. "We're gonna play Chimo Mochai today!"

The small remaining crowd fell slightly dumbfounded.. Sweatdropping, they waited for the usually agonizing answer.

"What's Chimo Mochai?" asked the retarded Tamao.

With a slight mutter of an expletive not mentioned in a PG-13 fanfiction, Cartman shifted his fat and spoke once more, "Chimo Mochai is like Duck-Duck Goose. Chimo is Child of the Molester, and Mochai is Molester of the Children! It's really fun!"

The adults in the crowd winced while the perverted Manta raised his eyebrows suggestively at Yoh. Out of nowhere, Sana Kurata, from Kodocha, popped up….wielding a MALLET!

"Diediedie, midget PER-VEEEERRRRT!" she screamed savagely, leaving him for dead in the middle of the room.

"We better the infirmary." cautioned Kanna.

"Mari will do it!" she said, saluting.

Macchi appeared puzzled. "What do they do with the patients in the infirmary? I mean, it IS in the boiler room, otherwise known as the basement…."

Kanna shrugged, "Well, if you want to know. They feed them to Freddy."

Mari and the orange-haired Halloween freak exchanged bewildered expressions. "Freddy?"

Kanna smiled roguishly, and tossed back her blue sheet of hair. "Freddy Krueger."

A silence followed. Broken only by roughened screams of, "I'm gonna catch you and chop you up! Hahahahahha!"

Collectively, the large audience thought, 'Freddy….'

During the silence, the voice actors and actresses, rather reluctantly, one might add, gathered in a circle around Cartman and his fat.

"Okay, I'm it. I'm gonna pick who's the chimos and who's the mochais." he said authoritively.

After a few minutes of careful decision, Cartman began circling the circle.

"Chimo…chimo…chimo…." he said, passing Yoh, Anna, and Hana thoughtfully. "Chimo…chimo…."

Suddenly he paused on Marco. "MOCHAI!"

Taking it literally, everyone except the drunken Lyserg, who was obviously connected to Marco by the buttox, bolted out the door screaming, "Mochai!"

A mocha truck stopped outside the building, and let open its doors.

With all of the chaos and confusion over Marco's being a mochai…it would be the perfect time to unleash her army.

Ann's army.

"Hawhawhawhawhaw!" Horohoro laughed maniacally, opening the back door of the mocha truck viciously.

"Ghidkawoaspomfp! Pogmna reuslhna, haiohreoup! KAWIOMCNS, POANCNZXA!" he commanded the army, pointing a cheese-covered finger toward the horrified metropolis.

Suddenly…

A herd of iffy, hateful, cows were unleashed among the fair city and on "I'm Not Fat I'm Just Big Boned" productions….

What would become of them!

A/N: Yes I do in fact have an aversion to cows.

Farewell.