WARNING: THE FOLLOWING IS A PREVIEW, NOT AN ACTUAL FANFIC, AND A DISTURBING PREVIEW AT THAT. PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS MAY BE A SPOOF AND NOT ACTUALLY AN ACTUAL PREVIEW THAT THE AUTHOR ACTUALLY INTENDS TO MAKE INTO AN ACTUAL FANFIC...ACTUALLY...YEAH...SOMETHING LIKE THAT...

From the author who brought you great fanfics such as

THE BALLAD OF JOE BOB FENESTRE

THE UBER SCARY DIARY OF VISSER THREE

and

THE COUNTRY VISSER SONG

comes the fantastic

GONE WITH THE SHORM

Doo doo doo doooo!

Visser Three is wearing a huge red 1800s ball gown dress. He is in his Nickelodeon fat guy form.

The dress is ripping under the tremendous strain.

"Fiddle dee dee! Chapman! Oh Chapman, where is my paw?"

Chapman enters, wearing the 'Mammy' outfit.

"Now you ain't wearin' dat dress to de Council of Thirteen!" Shakes rolling pin.

A FANFIC FULL OF ACTION!

"Hi YAH!" Visser Three kicks Confederate Dixie Andalites in the happy-love-love region.

"Oof!" Andalite doubles over.

ADVENTURE!

A drunk Visser Three, still in the dress, clutching a bottle and crawling around in the undergrowth around a large white house in the moonlight, looking around wildly and wide eyed.

ROMANCE!

Visser Three is embraced by Nickelodeon Rachel, who is wearing a black mustache.

"Oh Rache! Don't leave me! I love you!"

"Quite frankly my dear...I don't give a damn!" Rachel then kisses Visser Three.

Doo dooo dooo doooo dooooo!

AND DRAMA! LOTS AND LOTS OF DRAMATICY DRAMALLY DRAMA!

Nickelodeon human Visser Three rips his red dress open at the front, exposing a frightening hairy chest and fat guy boobs.

"As God is my witness, I'll never go hungry again!"

Falls over drunk.

Doo doooo doooo DOOOOOOOOO doooooooo!

DON DON DOOOOON!

Nowinalltheatres.RatedRforobsceneanddisgustingmanboobs.Notsuitableforchildrenanywhere.Maycauseseverebraindamageandlossofmajoramountsofbraincells.Maybeaseriouswasteoftwoprecioushoursofyourlife.Doesnotreallyexist.Pleasedon'tbelieveanyofthis!