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Our beloved authoress stared brightly at a random spot on the wall. The Random Congregation of People Who Rock but Scare Me (RCoPWRbSM) shifted once more. (Simultaneously, actually. There's an interesting story behind it, involving Vogon poetry, but we won't get into it.) The RCoPWRbSM includes Stanton, Dilandu, Count Dracula, Erik (the Phantom of the Opera), Jack (the monkey), and the Generic Guy form the Dilbert comics. Of course, the Generic Guy was wacked by Dilbert's mother's assassin, so he doesn't exactly count.

Dracula growled a bit (most likely from being a demon dog last night) and then hollered, "Are you doing to DO something, mortal child?"

The authoress regarded him with a slightly less than sane smile. "Perhaps, I've been working on going insane. I have to first decide whether or not it's the insane thing to do."

Stanton rolled his eyes. "Any particular reason you were going insane?"

"Why, to figure stuff out. For instance, I know the secret to flying."

"And what would that be?"

"Hit the ground and miss," she stated, as if it were the simplest thing in the world (and it was close).

Suddenly, tikitikirevenge stood in the doorway, riding on a kangaroo like the rest of the stereotypes.

"Hello, sorry I'm late. I nearly got beaten-up by Yoshi," he drawled, boring everyone to tears.

Our authoress, of course, was as insane as ever, "Why hello! Did I make you boring enough?"

Tikitikirevenge (Ralf for short, no his name is not Ralf, but it sounds like a good name to call someone when you're mad) yawned. "I guess."

Erik rolled his eyes. "And they think I'm mad."

"Mad? I scoff," and she did. "One can only be mad if they qualify. One can only qualify if they pass my three qualifications."

Stanton, rather laid back after he assessed that no one here was a threat, rolled his eyes.

"And they qualifications would be?" growled Diliandu.

Had our beloved authoress been completely lucid, she would have noticed the annoyed insanity in his eyes. Alas, having a not so sane glint in her own, she did not notice.

"Firstly, you must have used a lollypop or other sweet as a weapon. Secondly, you must have acted upon the sudden urge to give an evil laugh either walking down the hall or in choir. Lastly, you must have numerous strange nicknames and the urge to give everything a nickname. Even your pen." She checked her watch.

"Oops! Gotta go change for the Freshman Dance. Toodles dahlings, I lave you all!"

Ralf blinked twice and muttered, "Well that was anti-climatic," in a voice so devoid of interest that it made Eeyore sound like a skipping schoolgirl. Which he is not. Donkeys do not, on principal, skip.

What are you still reading for? Do you want me to say, "The End"? Well, I won't I plan to write another chappie. And some review replies. Of course, it is the end of the congregation so,

The End of Congregation

Happy now?

Review Replies:

Piscean Wisdom: Continuing, though it took me forever. Heh. Feel free to 'borrow'!

TrisakAminawn: My friend has a slight obsession with Bloom. :) And, if it makes them happy, guys should wear make-up. Guys should have to dress-up. Bring back frilly collars! Muahahaha.

Phyllis Nodrey: S.S. with you this year! Glad beyond belief!

Maidenhair: Glad that you liked it! I'm coming around on the Raoul issue… He was in the navy/cavalry/army/whatever it was… Meh. Stupid multi-dimensional characters.

Moreen Cafell: Where'd ya go? Haven't seen you in a while…

tikitikirevenge: Not a chap. smacks you with a glove Did you like your cameo? I killed the plot because it irked me…

MuggleBuddy: Thanks!

Jessica L'Rynn: Good idea, I think I'll use that… And I really should re-write the fops chappie…

Syen: Glad you like it.

silverfingers: Hats are good. I like hats. Trying to get Discworld, but it's not at my library… I read other books by Pratchett though…

leann2712: Vizzini is from the Princess Bride. Watch the movie or read the book. They are awesome. Dil is from Escaflone (manga, no idea how to spell it).