A/N: Sorry about the lack of authors note. But if we do note something it would be the ratio of 4 reviews for every 218 readers. WE DON'T CARE WHAT YOU SAY AS LONG AS IT'S SOMETHING!

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&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&BEBOP CREW TIME

The Asylum for Obsessive Infatuations of Imaginary Characters was having a normal day. All the patients were calm; the doctors were napping in their offices. That was until three people decided to land in the back yard where currently the patients Ward B, Bebop Obsessionites, were outside for their daily exercise.

William, one of the least affected of the patients was enjoying his daily wandering around the perimeter of the yard when he passed a large bush in the corner of the yard. He stopped to obsess over the intricacies of the bebop when the bush began shaking, then speaking in the voice of one of his imaginary idols. "Jet, get off of me!" the bush said. Both Spike and Jet had conveniently fallen in this bush. Will gaped as Spike and Jet crawled out of the bush, Spike brushing off the leaves on his jacket and Jet cracking the joints in his neck.

"You see Faye anywhere?" Spike said, picking the last of the leaves off. .

"She should have fallen somewhere close to us." They started to look in the surrounding brush.

"Yoo-hoo boys!" they turned to see Faye carried by five men like a queen. "See I told you Spike and Jet were here," she said to the men.

"What are you doing?"

"Being worshipped, and I was told that there are women here that are fans of you two, just on the other side of the fence," she looked down at the carriers, "Isn't that right boys?" they all nodded quickly

"Faye we should probably get out of here."

"But I was having so much fun." She complained.

"Faye, your worshippers are part of an insane asylum." Spike looked at one of the men's wristband. "Seems like only crazy people worship you."

"We aren't crazy; we're simply very interested in certain things. How may we serve you O' Great Ones?" Will had finally come out of his daze and was currently kissing the ground that the two men had vacated.

"Hey you three!" yelled a woman coming over in a lab coat, "Who let you in here this is a closed facility!"

"We just kind of dropped in," Jet shrugged.

"Don't let them leave doctor," said one of the men.

"Whoever you are you are coming with me!" She directed the three into the building and into the lobby there she turned around to talk to them. "You three better have a good reason for breaking in this place and interacting with unstable inmates."

"Good day doctor," said a man coming up behind the woman. He wore a blue uniform and had an eye-patch. The doctor whirled around smiling and shaking the man's hand.

"Hello Fuhrer king Bradley, may I ask what brings you to the asylum today."

"Just doing a routine inspection with Juliet," He said motioning towards a lady behind him "May I now ask who your new visitors are," he said acknowledging the three.

"I umm don't—."

"We were looking for someone, but they obviously aren't here, we will be leaving doctor," Jet said walking away.

"Who are you looking for?" said the king.

"A man with blond hair, prosthetic arm and known for his height, have you seen him?" Spike said as they kept walking.

"WAHAHAHAHA, I know exactly who you're talking about, I'll be seeing him tonight." The three turned around and walked back to Bradley.

"Do you think you could introduce us," said Jet, "we've been meaning to ask him something."

"Of course just follow me," they all followed him out to a limo to go to the dinner.

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&NOW MILLIE, MEYRL AND WOLFWOOD

"I can't believe this whole city's a geo-plant," said Meryl pulling a leaf off of a tree.

"Yeah, seems like on every street corner there's a bush or tree, even between the cement." The three had been examining East City Headquarters thoroughly still trying to figure out what happened.

"Do you think Mr. Vash is here?" asked Millie.

"If he's here where do you think he'd be?"

"Hugging a tree," Wolfwood said sarcastically.

"After that, he would've been done with that by now."

"Hitting on women, badly like always,"

"After that… Oh I know looking for doughnuts!"

"Okay then let's use our noses then!" Millie stuck her nose in the air and started sniffing around. "I smell food over there!" She sprinted off towards a large building, Meryl and Wolfwood just shrugged and followed her.

It looked like a large dinning hall with a large stage at the end of it, tasty smells wafted through the air. Men were hammering stage backgrounds up on the stage while people half dressed in colorful outfits and street clothes were tuning or practicing dance moves.

"There you are!" said a man dressed in clothes of an artist. "You," he pointed a long finger at them, "were supposed to be here long ago." He clapped twice, "Follow me," he started to walk away muttering, "Seriously I don't know what I'm paying you for." He raised his voice louder and turned around pointing to Millie and the priest "Big girl, and … you work on the drapes with the others. And you tomboy set the tables, and all of you don't think I won't tell your company you were late all the others were here and hour ago. Now then Chop Chop!" he clapped again.

Meryl was turning red, "Tomboy! I wear my hair like this because it fit's my face shape!" she muttered walking over to a table.

Millie walked away with Wolfwood, him patting her back encouraging, "Big girl, I can't help being this tall." All three of them didn't know why they were following his orders but for some reason Meryl though it may lead to the discovery to where Vash may be.

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&NOW SAMURAI TIME

"Here is your dressing room Miss!" the smiling man said. In the car he had introduced himself as Ricardo Smith. "Your body guards can be stationed right outside, Make up time in 1 hour!" He hurried off.

"Umm thanks," Fuu said unsurely opening the door "I guess I'll check out this room out… WOW!"

The room had a small bed covered with golden silk covering and a vanity with three mirrors and all sorts of cosmetics on the counter. Also three more room height mirrors and a table with an assortment of pastries on it. But what was really impressive was the hundreds of flowers pilled around the room, many were sunflowers.

"I'll just be in here till the play, boys," Fuu squealed running into the room. Mugen and Jin shrugged turning away and exploring the backstage. As they did women started to linger around them.

"Bodyguards huh," Said a ballerina walking by them.

"Actually—," Jin said.

"You must be so strong." A singer clung onto Mugen's arm. "What type of weapons do you use?"

"Are you Alchemists?" said another young ballerina widening her eyes

"Or gunmen?" said an acrobat.

"Actually—," Mugen put in.

"I could use a bodyguard," said the first ballerina.

The conversation never got past this.

&&&&&&back with Fuu

"What am I going to do I can't memorize this in TWO HOURS!" she looked at the script "Let me kill you with my beauty. What kind of line is this! Wait I have to sword fight, I can fight as well as Jin can pass off as a woman." She sat down and attempted to memorize.

After about an hour the seamstresses came in with the makeup artists and it felt like no parts on her body hadn't been poked, pulled or applied with makeup. They kept thanking her for coming and if she had her lines memorized or not. Fuu just had to grin and bear it. After the artists and seamstresses left, leaving her alone to focus herself the only focusing she could do was crying hysterically.

&&&&&&&&&&&NOW FOR ED, EDWARD, ALPHONSE, EIN AND KURONEKO SAMA

"I really don't think he would be in a trash can Edward" Ed said crossing his arms. Edward was looking in the hundredth can that day. They had already looked in two gun stores, in five cafés, three grocery stores and now the five were on their seventeenth alleyway.

"Cans are a handy spot to hide in," she said lifting another lid to a trash can.

"Well hurry up because I have to go to a stupid party," he checked his pocket watch. Al was crouching in the corner. "AL YOU BETTER NOT BE SAVING ANOTHER CAT!"

"But Ni-San!" he turned around revealing not one, not two, but three cats.

"PUT THEM DOWN!"

"BROTHER YOU FIEND!" he said running off. Ed and Edward looked at him.

"Will he be coming back?"

"He always does, hey I have to go to this pointless dinner, but it was nice meeting you," Ed said walking off.

"Edward come too!" she said cart wheeling after him. "Vash may be there!"

"No,"

"Yes!" she kept following him.

"Don't make me force you away!"

"Edward thinks your funny!" Ed glared at her and started running away clapping his hands and making a wall between them.

"That should keep you away," he said laughing. To his surprise Edward came flipping over the wall laughing.

"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she tackled him to the ground "Take Edward too!"

"OKAY just get off me!"

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&TIME FOR ROY AND COMPANY (minus the Roy)

"Hello Miss Hawkeye!" Vash said thrusting a hand full of daisies into Riza's face while stepping into the car.

"OH how cute!" Maes clicked a picture.

"Hughes!"

"Putting it away!" he said hopping behind Vash prepared to use him as a shield.

"Just get in the car," she said through clenched teeth.

"So who was that pretty lady The Colonel was escorting tonight?" Vash asked.

"Probably his weekly ditz," Riza sighed.

"I keep telling him he needs to buckle down and get himself a wife," Maes said "Like my darling Gracia." He took out another picture and started hugging it.

"Does your wife know you do that Maes?" Vash asked scooting away.

"Yes," he said still hugging it.

"Does she say it bugs her?"

"Yes, but she also said if it helps me feel closer to her I can."

"Hughes you better stay professional tonight."

"Of course, I'll introduce myself and then show the pictures!" Riza rolled her eyes and kept driving.

A/N: So I know this chapter was a little bit shorter than usual but the next few will be longer, at least I hope. You never know what's going on up in my mind.

Any who back to business! First I thought we need to evaluate this story's future. We have a couple more ideas of what to do, not to mention a lot of side stories to add to each chapter. So we were wondering if there should be several different stories or just on big novel. If you have other ideas about what we should do let us know.

I'm also sorry about calling Ed, Eddie. I meant Eddo the more commonly used term for Edward crazy people, but I had a brain fart (it happens a lot)

See ya later!