Hi Hi Puffy AmiYumi vs. Limp Bizkit
Chapter 16: Slick is fired?
A/N: Sorry I took SSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOO LONG to update my fics. I had tons of this crappy schoolwork and working at three jobs is frustrating. Anyway, here's the rest of the story.
The next day, Ami and Yumi had been released from the prison with the help of Eminem and D12. The two girls were later reunited with Kaz who was held at an Insane Asylum and their two cats who were held at the pound. The girls got their bus back at a local garage for used cars.
Hours later, the girls were staying at Eminem's place for now until they strike back at Fred Durst and Limp Bizkit. Inside the house, Ami, Eminem, and Yumi were watching MTV's TRL when Fred Durst appeared with Hugh Heffner and Slick Shady.
"Welcome back to TRL." Fred said. "I'm here in New York City with Playboy creator Hugh Heffner and my manager, Slick Shady. Before we leave, for all you Limp Bizkit fans out there, we are having a party to celebrate the new release of our new CD "The Unquestionable Truth."
"That's right, Fred." Hugh said. "The Playboy Mansion will be hosting party with special performances by Limp Bizkit."
"And the refreshments are on the house." Slick added.
"See you at the party." Fred said as the show ended.
Back to Ami, Eminem, and Yumi who were sitting and watching the show.
"Those drunk bastards." Yumi angrily said. "They are at New York. Now, how we are going to strike back?"
"That's because they are not at New York." Eminem said.
"Huh?" Ami questioned Eminem. "What do you mean?"
"That aired last week and it's a rerun. Besides, the party is…(checks the calendar)…TONIGHT!
"WHAT?" Yumi yelled. "THEN WHAT THE HELL ARE WE WAITING FOR? LET'S GET BACK ON THEM!"
"Hold it Yumi." Eminem said. "If you want to hit them back, we got do it like the same way they did to you."
"You mean find out there greatest weakness and trick them?" Ami questioned.
"Yup. We can trick them and blame it on the only person that they would like to get rid of."
"Oh, I know who I want to be fired on the spot and that is Slick."
"Yeah." Yumi said with an evil grin on her face.
"Alright." Eminem said. "Here's what we'll do…"
Meanwhile, at Playboy Mansion, a party had just begun for all Limp Bizkit fans. Slick was hanging out with Hugh Heffner while Fred and his band were hanging out with the playmates and models.
"So," Wes said to one of the models, "You come here often?"
"I only came here because you told me to."
"Yeah, I got on knees and told you."
"And you kissed me with some bad breath that smells like horse shit."
Meanwhile, DJ and Sam were in a hot tub with four of the playmates. The two were talking about how they frame Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi.
"And then we tricked those stupid sluts at Pink Palace." DJ said to the girls.
"Wow!" said one of the girls. "You guys are something."
"Yeah." Sam said. "Those bitches are stupid."
Meanwhile, Fred and John were getting hanging out with the girls in the mansion bar room. Fred was talking about how he became a rock god and John becoming a great drummer and how they ended Ami and Yumi's career.
"So then I ended those stupid sluts' careers." Fred said to the girls.
The girls laughed. Outside the mansion, Ami and Yumi were hiding in black camouflage as they crept near the mansion. They were job was to frame Slick Shady of ruining the party. In order to this, they got to take Bizkit's instruments and ruin them. As they got to the entrance, they saw a truck carrying Bizkit's equipment. Yumi took Sam's bass guitar and loosen the strings. Ami destroyed John's trademark drumsticks and stick them back to together with tape. She took DJ's records, broke them, and taped them back together. And then, Yumi destroyed Wes' favorite guitar and taped them. The girls laughed evilly as they left the truck.
"We did it Yumi." Ami said.
"Not yet." Yumi said. "You know what else I did."
"What?"
"When Sam plays a high note, it will send a fire ball straight to Fred's hat."
"You put a flamethrower in Sam's guitar?"
"Yup."
"Yumi…you're a genius. As for me, I spray painted John's drums with the words "Slick was here" and those bastards will fire Slick."
"Heh heh. Let's get out of here and watch from the trees."
An hour later, Fred announces that the band will finally play for the grand finale of the party. Their roadies came out with their equipment and set it up on the stage. The band got ready to play and Fred grabs the mic as he's ready to sing.
"Is everybody ready?" Fred asked the audience. "Here we go. 1…2…3…Hit it!"
John smashed drumsticks and they broke in two pieces. Wes played his guitar and it broke, too. DJ plays his records on his turntables and they too broke. Sam hit a high note and the guitar exploded with a fireball shooting out of it. The fireball hit Fred's hat and Fred starts screaming like a girl as he runs around with his head on fire. The band didn't care about Fred as they were on their knees crying about their favorite equipment being destroyed.
"AHHHH!" Fred screamed in pain. "PUT IT OUT! PUT IT OUT!"
Fred continues to run as he makes his way to the pool. He dove headfirst and the fire on his head went out. The crowd began to laugh and walked out of the mansion. As for Ami and Yumi, they were watching the whole thing from a tree outside the mansion.
"HAHAHAHA!" Yumi said. "Oh shit. That was cool."
"Yeah." Ami said. "Fred just got Puffy'D."
Back to Fred Durst. Fred got out of the pool. When he did, he slipped and fell right back in with his back colliding the edge of the pool. He got out again and met his band mates who are crying about their equipment. Slick and Hugh were there too.
"Alright." Fred said while holding his burnt red hat. "What the hell just happened?"
"I don't know." Sam said. "I was…"
"SHUT UP!" Fred yelled. "Who is responsible for this? My fucking hat is burnt and my head suffered severe burns."
"That's not everything." John said. "Some asshole broke my drumsticks."
"Somebody broke my records." DJ said.
"My guitar had some sort of flamethrower on it and I guess it shot that fireball." Sam said.
"And my guitar is busted with some words spray painted on it." Wes said.
"Let me see that guitar." Fred said.
Fred read the words and was shocked. He looks at Slick Shady who was standing there confused.
"What?" Slick questioned.
"Slick." Fred said. "As President of Interscope Records, it has come to knowledge that you are not my level."
"Huh?"
"Slick Shady…YOOUURR'EE FIRED!"
"WHAT?"
"Security!"
Security came and took away Slick.
Author's Note: Stay tune for Chapter 17: Fred's Attitude