Dear Sara, this is for you and your mom :D.

And to everyone else, I do not own mothers, nor Cyborg 009, and I think Cyborg Emerald may be getting discontinued. Maybe.

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Coke Induced Madness

Chapter x to the y: Your Mom

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"You don't write much of this story any more, do you?" Jet asked one day. The figure he was addressing rolled over and stared at him through her now red-streaked brown hair.

"Your MOM doesn't do much these days." She replied, grabbing the coke next to her and taking a big gulp. "Anyway, why do you care? You must be happy about it."

Jet sighed, grabbing another one from the small fridge. "You're sick, too, and you're drinking coke?"

"Damn straight, bitch." She answered, rolling back onto her back and continued glaring at the ceiling.

"So…what are you doing right now?"

"Your mom."

He rolled his eyes. "And what got you stuck on this fetish with my mother?"

"Your mom."

"Talking about my mother again, Mika?" Sadie asked, entering carrying a box of Cheez-its. Mika nodded happily and swiped the box.

"They taste good." Mika declared, jabbing a finger in Jet's direction. "Like his mom."

"Thank…WHAT?" Jet exclaimed, flushing and watching the two girls laugh their asses off at this. He sighed, and then remembered he was dealing with Sadie and Mika. Albert walked in and sat down.

"Careful, you might catch the stupid." Jet warned. Mika threw the empty can and his head.

"From you, that is." She retorted, eating another fistful of crackers.

Albert shrugged. "You haven't written much lately. Did you finally get bored?"

"I got bored with your mom." Mika said. "No, I didn't get bored. I'm just working on getting through fucking sophomore year. You know how hard it is?"

"Almost as hard as your mom!" Sadie giggled. "But yeah, gotta agree with her. Getting a daily F in Zepeda's class isn't all too hard."

"Just like your mom got her daily F last NIGHT." Albert said, grinning. He received high-fives from the nutcases and a slight scowl from Jet.

"Why'd you have to side with them?" He pouted. Albert shrugged.

"It's too much fun to see you try and do things yourself." Albert replied, accepting a coke from Sadie.

"Agreed!" Mika declared, sitting up and pulling hair out of her face. "So…when do we think Ra will update?"

"On June ninth – you know, 69?" Sadie answered, earning a round of giggles. Albert looked away stonily.

"More buttercream wangs – fantastic. Hey Jet, did you save the paper bags?" He asked, a look of permanent disgust creeping over his face. This launched Mika and Sadie into a fit of laughter.

"You…you…WANG! OF BUTTERCREAM!" Mika managed between peals of laughter, crying with delight. She fell off the couch from laughing so hard. "And…paper…BAGS!"

Albert and Jet watched this continue for another ten minutes. Each of the two girls took turns saying it, which got them both going on how damn hilarious it was.

"So Jet, done anything good lately?" Albert decided to ask.

"YOUR MOTHER!" Mika screamed before Jet could even open his mouth. And the laughter returned.

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Later on, the laughter had finally stopped. Jet and Albert had long since left, and now Mika was just snoozing on the couch. As Joe walked in to steal some coke, he looked at the female embodiment of the devil. She even had red hair. Next thing he'd know, she'd grow a tail and carry a pitchfork. Oh well, at least it wasn't far off, and it wasn't like he didn't know it was coming.

"Hey Mika…" He said, prodding the sleeping form. "MIKA!" No reply. He pulled out the bullhorn Francoise had given him for such occasions.

"WHAT THE SHIT, YO!" Mika screamed, seizing the bullhorn and screeching it. Joe winced at the sound.

"Do you mind if I take a coke?" He asked. She looked up at him from where she was on the couch.

"Do you mind if I take your mom?" Mika asked in return, braiding her hair now.

"Ummm…hey! What is…oh wait, they warned me that you were doing this." Joe said, reaching over into the fridge and helping himself.

"Doing your mom? Yes, indeed I am. Sixty-nine times, too." Mika said, beaming at Joe.

"Why is this a chapter?"

"I felt like it."

"I feel like your mom, but I can't do her."

"Touche, bitch."

"I get the coke?"

"If I get your mom."

Seriously, she was never going to grow up.

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AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. THAT WAS FUN.

You should review, because that was an utterly insane blast from your mother! Any new ideas should be sent to me immediately so I can update in under a year this time! Hearts!