AN: Hola, muchachos. I hope you liked the previous chapter.

So, with Christmas only a few days away, time to start getting serious and write more often.

More often means that I will update every day, if possible.

As Kazzy was recovering from his sugar rush during comertials, Jin was stuck in the interogation room with the FBI looking guys.

"I'm telling you, the weed is not mine!" shouted Jin.

"Yeah... right." responded the top FBI looking guy with a smirk as he adjusted his sunglasses.

"It's not!" said Jin and used his laser to BBQ the floor.

"Mr. Kazama, calm yourself." said again the FBI looking guy. "We understand the pressures you are under and we will not press charges on the marijuana claim. All we need you to do, is confess your involvement with drugs and we let you go."

"Realy?" asked Jin.

"Yeah. Ready to make a statement?" asked the FBI looking guy.

"Okay." said Jin and wrote a confession on a piece of paper.

"Good." stated the FBI looking guy. "Now will you kindly assist us with something."

"Wait a fucking second! You said that you'll let me go!" said Jin with an angry voice.

"We lied. Now you will help us." said the FBI looking guy.

"And what makes you think I will?"

"I know that you will help us, Mr. Kazama, because the alternative is a very long time in prison." the FBI looking guy paused, as if to savour what he was about to say. "Remember that we have a signed statement from you, describing your involvement with narcotics in our possetion."

"Okay," said Jin, looking defeated. "What can I do you for?"

The FBI looking guys exchanged knowing looks through their sunglasses and the top FBI looking guy spoke again.

"We have found out that a Kazuya Mishima, a former fighter and now a Christmas TV special host, has become inexplicably erratic. He is a threath to national and global security." the FBI looking guy paused to take a deep breath. "We have discovered that he has stolen a squadron of JACK-5 units from Area 47.009, a place where most government technologies are developed. It's location is classified, for obvious reasons."

"Okay, what's that got to do with me?" asked Jin.

"Do not play dumb, Mr. Kazama. We simply need you to infiltrate Mr. Mishima's manshion, which you, as his son, will be undoubtedly able to do."

"Uhm...Okay." said Jin. "I was going there anyways."

"It appears that you have finaly gotten cold feet, Mr. Kazama. Here, take this earpiece." and the FBI looking guy gave Jin an earpiece. "We'll keep in touch."

"One more thing guys," said Jin, obviosly wondering if this was a smart move. "Do you have names or something."

The FBI looking guy looked unimpaired by this question. "I am agent Smith. These are my associates, agents Brown and Jones. We belong to the FBILG."

"What is FBILG?" asked Jin.

"FBI Looking Guys." said agent Smith and turned tail.

Jin exited the building and said to himself:

"Smith, Jones and Brown. Fucking original."

Meanwhile, Kazzy was in the studio, fully recovered from his Espanol state.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. Before we welcome our next guest, let's play a game, in order to guess their name." announced Kazzy.

"Okay, now. People from the audience, try to guess our next guest by the following information." said Kazzy as the crowd put on their battle faces, screaming like Vikings in the process.

"Our guest is a strong military commander of a deadly Special Force."

"Uhm..." said a guy in the first row, " Craig Marduk." after which everybody booed and the guy got hit with a sledgehammer.

"Wrong. Next, they like Vodka, like many of their countrymen."

"Uhm..." now said someone in the back. "Lili." again booing and a sledgehammer.

"Wrong. Our guest has a sniper rifle named after them."

"Uh... Uh... I know." said a fat guy in the 12th row. "Sonny Corleone." and all of a sudden, everybody in the audience pulled out sledgehammers and pummeled the fat guy.

"Wrong. Now, without further ado, let us welcome, Sergeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeii Draaaaaaaaaagunnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooooovvv!"

Everybody cheered and waved their sledgehammers in the air as Dragunov stepped onstage. Kazzy applauded and was too busy greeting Dragunov to notice a blonde woman pointing her gun at him. She fired, but Dragunov, seeing everything, jumped in front of Kazzy and took the bullet.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" moaned Kazzy as he saw Dragunov fall to the ground. "Who did this?"

"I did." said the blonde woman as she pulled an assault rifle out of nowhere and tried to murderize Kazzy. But Kazzy dodged all the bullets and managed to get the rifle away from the woman before she could reload.

"Now calm yourself. What is the meaning of this?" asked Kazzy.

"I'm Nina fuckin' Williams and I have orders to fuckin' put you on ice, ya fuckin' prick." said the woman with a New Jersey accent.

"Okay, who sent you?" asked Kazzy

"Fuckin' Heihachi, who do ya think? He wanted ya sleepin' with da fishes, capiche!"

"But why? I tried to get us together, this show is for my family. Give peace a chance!" said Kazzy and started crying.

"Pull yourself together, ya fuckin' baby!" said Nina and pulled him up.

"Why, Nina? Why do you kill people?" asked Kazzy through tears.

Nina laid down on the couch and Kazzy sat in a nearby armchair like a therapist would.

"It all started with ma childhood," started Nina. "Ma ol' man was always a mobster an' I become a hitwoman."

"Uhm-hum... And, how do you feel about it?" asked Kazzy while taking notes.

"And ma mom... She always loved ma bitch sister better than me. And other kids bullied me cause I was smart." at this point Nina broke into tears.

"Come on, I'm sure it was nothing bad." said Kazzy reasuringly, but Nina continued.

"And than ma old man got iced and I had to take over the buisness." she cried more intensely now.

"I see..." said Kazzy. "It seems that if you want to overcome your problem, you must make peace with your sister." he stated with a Germanic accent.

"It's true, it's all true!" Nina screamed through tears. And immediately, Anna ran into the studio and the two of them hugged and kissed and promised each other to never fight again. On their way out, however, Anna tripped on a banana skin and blamed Nina for it. They got into a dustcloud fight and got away.

"Love is in the air, folks!" said Kazzy and everybody went soft when Lordi started playing "Love is in the Air".

Dragunov stirred a little and said:

"Can somebody get me a doctor, I got shot ya fucking Americans!" after which everybody pummeled him with sledgehammers and the JACK elves got him to the hospital.

Meanwhile, Heihachi was watching the show and decided to make peace with Kazzy.

"I now love my son more than ever!" he proclaimed. He got into his car, but got carjacked.

Meanwhile, Asuka and the gang were still stuck in traffic. Now some crazy cop was fighting a crimelord on top of a moving bus.

"Awe we thewe yet?" asked Xiao.

AN: I know, totaly retarded.

But Merry Christmas.