Disclaimer: Um, I'm sorry, I don't know what a disclaimer means (get kicked in the ass by an invisible person). Ow! Okay, okay, I don't own Gundam Seed! Now get me some ice cubes for my butt!

A/n: Hey, it is I, once again. I just wanted to post this 'coz I got bored waiting for May 18 to come. Just so you know, I wrote my birthday fic for Cagalli and Kira already. I'm just waiting for Wednesday to come, and then I'll post it, so worry not. And, yeah, I've got some more useless humor for you. It's real short, I know, but… just read it. And review. And head on to the next interesting fic you find.

Once there was a famous anime character named Athrun Zala. An artist was putting the finishing touches on his ZAFT uniform. He looked good.

Suddenly, words appeared many centimeters above his head. He was expecting that, of course.

"This is Athrun Zala…" the words read. He grinned.

What Athrun didn't expect were the next words that had beenwritten.

"…Savior of his kind, the Primates." As soon as the handsome teen read it, his grin turned into a scowl.

"What the hell? What do you mean Primates? Are you crazy or something?" Athrun exploded, many anger signs showing above his head.

"The superhero of PLANT…"

"That's better," Athrun smiled again, like he was a star.

"…Faster than a speeding sloth."

"What the fu-," the main character of Gundam Seed Destiny sputtered. "It's supposed to be 'faster than a speeding bullet'!"

"His super heroic abilities come from the bloodlines of his family…" the words appeared after the previous ones disappeared.

Athrun calmed down. "Thank you," he said as he started to grin broadly. That artist better not screw up this time, Athrun thought.

"… Of eccentric orangutans."

"What? My family members are not eccentric orangutans!" Athrun screamed. More words appeared.

"Let me correct that… His super heroic abilities come from the bloodlines of his family of civilized…"

"Well, finally, you actually have some sense," Athrun muttered.

"… giant tarsiers, which explains why Athrun's eyes grow excessively wide when he's surprised."

"Okay, that's it, I'm quitting!" Athrun shouted. He walked no more than seven steps when an eraser blocked his path.

"Cooperate or be deleted," the words said. On cue, lightning flashed, thunder sounded, and it rained.

"Okay, I'll cooperate!"

Minutes later, Athrun Zala, instead of wearing a red ZAFT uniform, he was wearing… an eggplant costume.

"Of all the dumb, stupid, crazy, and cuckoo ideas, I just had to be an eggplant," Athrun mumbled.

"It matches your hair," words appeared.

"Who the hell is in charge of the drawing here, anyway?" Athrun demanded.

Outside of the paper universe, Cagalli Yula Atha was holding a pencil, snickering at Athrun while she listened to him rant and rave. She hunched over the paper and erased Athrun's mouth and replaced it with a crow's beak.

"Caaackkk, caaackkk!" Athrun screamed.

"That's what you get for sneaking into my room last night," Cagalli said smugly. "Ah, revenge is so sweet!"

A/n: Hope you like it! Don't fret, I'll post another fic very soon. Just wait patiently. Of course, you can try shaving your head also, but I don't think you'll like the outcome (unless you happen to be a guy). Well, till then, people!