NarratorDude: Right hand green. /looks at dl66/ What's her problem?
Kurama/trying not to fall/ I don't know. Did she get any reviews?
NarratorDude: The doorbell rings
Yusuke: What are you doing /trying to balance with his legs crossed/ Damn it!
NarratorDude: I'm the narrator. /spins spinner/ Left foot blue. It's what I do.
dl66: Wait the doorbell /jumps up and runs to the door/ Yeah /takes tray from messenger and slams door in his face/ I got brownies!
Yusuke: What /falls/ What happened to the cookies?
dl66: Those were for last chapter. This time I ordered brownies.
Kuwabara & Yusuke: Gimme!
dl66: Alright. One for you /hands one to Yusuke/ one for you /hands one to Kurama/ one for you /hands one to NarratorDude/ one for you /hands one to Kuwabara/ and one for Hiei!
Hiei/staring at brownie/ WTF is this?
dl66: it's a brownie. You eat it. /starts crying/ I can only give them out this chapter because I got so few reviews. /sniff, sniff/
Kuwabara: I'll take the rest!
Yusuke: Don't talk with your mouth full!
Kuwabara: You're one to talk!
NarratorDude: Yusuke and Kuwabara get into a fight over manners and brownies while Kurama tries to calm dl66.
dl66: Okay /jumps up and grabs brownies/ Time to answer my only two reviews. Alright! Here we go!
SugarhighKitsune: My god! You really like me! And you're the only person who reviewed both chapters so far! Good for you! Have two brownies!
fire-demon-goddess: Thank you! I'm so glad you liked the family thing! I was afraid it would just be annoying. Thanks for the age. I'll probably correct that sometime soon. You are not a freak. As a reward for how old Yusuke's mom is you also get two brownies! Good for you! BTW I like your story!
dl66: Now normally I would be all, like, you know, depressed and stuff, but, like two people added me to their, like favorites, so I'm, like totally siked man! Gesse I hate people who talk like that! Nothing against them! But I mean
1. We don't know, and if we did you wouldn't be telling us!
2. Why do you have to say "like" so much! If you don't actually like something or you're not saying it's like something don't use the word! and
3. Just say what you mean! Sorry, I probably should have saved this for a more appropriate time but hey! Who really cares!
NarratorDude: dl66 would like me to correct this sentence for her.
Correct: "Normally I would be depressed but two people added me to their favorites so I am very excited and happy." Do I get paid now?
dl66: You don't get paid! Mwahahaha! Here are brownies for Princess Kandra and fightingcomet for adding me to their favorites. /sniff/ I feel so loved.
Kurama/hands dl66 a tissue/ Here. Now stop crying, we're still trying to fix the flood damage from the last time you cried.
dl66: Hey! I am a very emotional person!
Yusuke: You did it, not me.
Kurama/sigh/ Don't you have a chapter to write?
dk66: Oh yeah! NarratorDude! Stop playing Twister and do my disclaimer!
NarratorDude: Dl66 does not own YYH or any of the characters in this fic except for Psychiatrist, NarratorDude, and herself. She does not own Twister (who would want to?), Pepsi, "I'm Too Sexy" (it belongs to Right Said Fred,) or the "You Got What I Need" song (I don't know who does). Don't sue her because she's just a kid and doesn't have a lot of money and you will never take her iPod away from her! And she would like to give a quick "Thank you + brownie" to Mystikl Sushi for the idea of psychiatrists driving their patients to insanity. Dl66 may use that in the story and it is only fair to give credit, (and brownies) for such ideas.
dl66: Very good. Now on with the chapter!
"talking"
Bob
NarratorDude
/actions whenever I feel the need/
(my notes, I am author here me roar! meow.)
YELLING I'M LAZY. SO WHAT?
We last left our hero peoples sitting and waiting in the room of Psychiatrist whose name is really Martha Stewart! Mwahaha! Oops. Wrong story. /grabs new card/ Alright. Psychiatrist whose name is really Martha Howwouldyouliketodietoday. She was about to make them do something called "word association" and Hiei and Risty were planning to kill her and catch the ice cream truck.
"Excuse me. But NarratorDude, are you sure you should be telling people that?" Kurama asked.
What do you mean?
"Well, if you're planning to kill someone they probably shouldn't know."
She can't see me.
"Oh. That's right!"
Aren't you supposed to be the smart one? "Be nice Bob." Make me. "Maybe I should just throw you out! Huh?" I'm sorry. Wait! You can't throw me out! "I can't?" No you can't! "Darn."
"Yusuke, are you feeling alright? You're talking to yourself." Kurama asked. (isn't he so sweet?)
No, that's just Bob. Master! That's just "Master". He lives in Yusuke's head.
"You don't say."
"What's going on?" Psychiatrist asked.
As Hiei and Risty were plotting Kuwabara was forced to answer.
"Well, Urameshi thinks there's a guy in his head named Bob who was left by aliens and Kurama thinks there's some guy named "NarratorDude" who is above us talking."
"Like, a god?"
"No, like some narrator dude who sits at the top of the scene and tells everyone whats happening."
"Fascinating!" Psychiatrist said, before quickly jotting the information down in her notebook.
We have finally seen Kuwabara act intelligent! It's the second sign of the apocalypse! What was the first? (Hiei agreeing to go to therapy.) Oh. I didn't know that! (You never asked.)
"Excuse me." Psychiatrist said. "I'd like to start the next exercise."
Kurama then jumped from the closet wearing one of those one-piece body suits people wear to exercise, and... Matching leg warmers! (/bow, bow/ forgive me)
"No, no, no, Kurama, not that kind of exercise. And put my jazzercise out fit back in the closet! Now I'm going to say a word, and you say the first thing that comes to mind. Risty, foot."
"Ball."
"Quarter."
"Back."
"High."
"School." (lame I know but it gets better)
"Alright. You seem to be obsessed with High School football."
"No I'm not, I'm just not very creative."
"Alright then. Kurama, your turn. Foot."
"Yard."
"Quarter."
"Half."
"High."
"Low."
"Hm. You seem to be very intellectual. Very nice."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. Now Kuwabara. Foot."
"Ankle."
"Quarter."
"Yes please."
"High."
"Hi!"
"Puffy Ami Yumi?" Risty asked.
"Excuse me?"
"Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi. It's a cartoon."
"Alright dear. Well, Kuwabara's perfectly normal."
At this time the sound of the ice cream truck came in the windows and everyone in the room passed out at the thought of Kuwabara being normal.
"Alright, Yusuke's turn. Foot."
"Up your ass."
"Quarter."
"Gimme."
"High."
"Wait! You're allowed to be high?"
"No dear. I'm not. Well, you seem to be a tough little guy huh?"
"What did you call me!"
"Hiei, you're next dear."
"I AM NOT A LITTLE GUY!" (guess who said this)
"Foot."
"Hn."
"Quarter."
"What?"
"High."
"Hn. Baka."
"Excuse me? Well any way. Your answers were insufficient. I'll have to run more tests on you five."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The entire group cried in unison.
"Well I'm going to ask you a few more words. First one is, "pyromaniac"."
"Hiei." Kuwabara quickly said.
"Do you want to die? I am not a maniac."
"Pyromaniac dear. There's a difference."
"Hn. Same thing."
"Oh! Oh! Me! I'm a pyromaniac!" Risty then pulled out a flamethrower a roasted the room. "No! The ice cream's melting!"
Hiei then tried to kill Risty while she tried to save the ice cream and the ice cream truck stopped right outside the locked window in the room. (don't you hate it when he stops right in front of your house and you can't go out? It sucks!)
"-.-u She's definitely a pyromaniac." Kurama sighed. "She lit my thirteenth birthday cake on fire."
"There were a lot of candles! Any one could make that mistake!" Risty replied.
"Fire demons are definitely pyromaniacs." Yusuke decided. Which got him an evil glare from Hiei. "But not you Hiei!" He quickly added, inching away from the angry fire demon.
"Well, before this gets any more out of hand, the next word is "ewe"."
"Got what I need."
"Excuse me Risty, I don't believe Igot that."
"You got what I need. The stupid song from that Pepsi commercial."
"Oh yeah! Let's sing!" And with that Kurama, Yusuke, and Risty began singing:
"You, you got what I ne-e-ed, but you say yous just a friend, but you say yous just a friend. Oh baby yo-ou, you got what I..."
"Please stop. I don't mean "you" I mean "ewe" a female sheep."
"Cute! Sheepy! Where's the sheepy?" (god Kuwabara's stupid) You know girl, you are so right. (Are you sure you aren't that crazy woman from the hair salon?) I'm pretty sure. (Good.)
Hiei grew an evil grin. "Mmm. Lamb chops."
"NO!" Kuwabara then died.
"Um, are you sure he's okay?" Psychiatrist asked.
"Don't worry. I've hit him so hard his head spun around, yet somehow he always comes back. WHY! Why are you doing this to me! Now where are those lamb chops?"
Kuwabara suddenly came alive, yelled "NO!", and died again.
"That was strange." Kurama calmly said. "Can we keep signing?" So everyone (even Bob) except Kuwabara, (because he was dead) and NarratorDude, began dancing and singing:
"I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts! I'm too sexy for Milan, too sexy for Milan, New York, and Japan. And I'm too sexy for your body, too sexy for your body, the way I'm disco dancing!"
Kurama: Hey, has anyone seen NarratorDude.
Hiei/smiles evilly/ I killed him.
Kuwabara: Good, now he can keep me company in heaven.
dl66: Who says you're going to heaven?
Kuwabara: No /drops to knees begging/ Please just bring me back!
dl66: Alright. But only if you come to my party.
Kurama: What party?
dl66: Shh. /whispers/ The one that I'm not really having.
Kuwabara: Alright please!
dl66: I know use my magical author powers to bring Kuwabara and NarratorDude back to life /magical music and flash of light/ There you go.
Everyone else: O.o
Kuwabara:Hey /looks around/ I'm a goat!
dl66: I know! And you're such a cute goat too!
NarratorDude: Is it time for the end of story thing yet?
dl66: Oh yeah! Hit it Hiei!
Hiei: Hn. /mumbling/ Baka author. /picks up card/ "What will happen next time in this story? How should I know! Will Risty save her supply of ice cream? Will Kuwabara get over the fact that I'm going to eat his sheep? Will Risty and I get to the ice cream truck in time? What does all of this have to do with going to a psychiatrist? Why can't I have ice cream?" Man that was a long card.
dl66: Get over it. Okay peoples please review! I'm in a good mood today so no crying /waves flag/ Yeah! All of my reviewers will get either muffins or chocolate chip pancakes. Please specify which you would like. Peace out peoples!
Risty (that's right boys and girls! I have finally decided to sign my fics! Aren't you so proud?)
