Dis-claim-er - Neither I nor any of the other authors hold any rights or privileges to the characters used in this story. Copyright is given to the creators/holders where applicable. Only thing I (might) have any hold on is the idea to create this, and it's probably a jointly held idea anyway.

"Night Court is now in session. The honorable Judge Harold T. Stone is presiding."

"Okay, sit down. So, how's our cases look tonight, Mac?" Harry asked as he straightened out the bench.

"Pretty full, first one here is a People vs. Ranma Saotome for indecent exposure," Mac said as he handed Harry the casefile.

"Oh boy, can't wait to see this... one... Why doesn't she have a shirt on?!" Harry yelled as the topless redhead was drug into the courtroom.

"I was TRYING to get my shirt on, but they wouldn't let me!" She yelled, before punching Dan in the gut for groping her breast. "...Anyone care if I take his jacket?"

"Nope."

"Nuh uh."

"Go right ahead."

"Wow... For such a short girl, she has big ones."

"Thank you Bull, we all got that when we saw her without a shirt on," Harry agreed, "Now, Miss Saotome, I'd charge you for aggravated assault, but Dan really had that one coming."

"*WHEEZE!* Ob...objection, your honor!"

"Dan, you blatantly were squeezing the Defendant's breasts." Harry said with half-narrowed eyes. "Prosecutor, what do you wanna do with her?"

"Well, Your Honor, I think I really need to get out more, as this isn't the first time that Miss Saotome's gone topless in public. OOOMPH!"

Dan gasped as another fist in his gut put him on his knees. "N...No fair..." He whined.

Ranma growled, "Then ya need ta getcher mind outta the gutter, pervert!"

"At least I'm not the pervert running around flashing my breasts at everyone."

"Gee, Dan, I didn't think you had the chest for that." Bull added happily.

"Thank you, Bull," Dan muttered, annoyed.

Harry banged his gavel down. "People, we're getting off topic. Miss Saotome, do you have anything to say in your defense?"

"Stupid tomboys don't know their own strength and always hitting me into a river."

"...Are there domestic problems this court needs to be made aware of?"

Ranma rolled her eyes, "No more than usual."

"If this is usual, I'd hate to see what she considers abnormal," Roz snarked.

Ignoring Roz for the moment, Harry sighed. "Mac, make sure that the counselor has several spots open."

"Uh, sorry, Harry, but it seems that they're kinda full..."

"Full? For what?"

"For the Testarossa and Takamachi girls... Those two STILL haven't left from the first meeting."

"...Okay, get someone else then. Dan, make sure to take care of looking into Miss Saotome's personal life."

"*WHEEZE* No... Problem..."

"Dan, what's wrong?"

"She... Isn't wearing... Panties..."

"...Dan, you REALLY had that coming."

"Next case..."

"It's... People vs. the Merc with the mouth."

"Huh?"

"That's what it says, Harry."

"I guess... Okay, what are the charges?" Harry looked at the paper. "...Double and triple parking, running red lights, slashing tires with a katana, using said katana to cut up hedges, breaking the fourth wall, being a public annoyance, feeding meatloaf to vegetarians, annoying time travelers, illegal use of Street Fighter moves on people who don't play the games, seeing what color the boxes we think are... Are you SURE that these are legitimate charges?"

Deadpool seemed proud of this. "Yup! And I didn't even have to jump the shark to get in here, how's that for your 30 Rock experiences?"

"Uhm, right. Your Honor, my client is obviously in need of serious mental help," Christine almost begged.

"...Mr... Wait, did this thing just change?"

"Probably."

"...Well, Mr. Deadpool... Can you take off your mask?"

"Uh... You sure you want me to?"

"Well, I'd like to see who it is."

Deadpool shrugged and took off the mask.

There was almost a palpable loss of air pressure as everyone seemed to take a breath at once.

"PUT IT BACK ON!" Everyone screamed.

"What? I always thought I looked like Thom Cruz..." Deadpool whined a bit.

"Your face is melting!" Dan shuddered in horror

"Oh, that's just the cancer." Deadpool grinned as he put his mask back on. "Better?"

"Much."

"Good, cuz you know, Mac, you look like a basketball star from the 80s."

"...You don't say?" Mac asked.

"Yeah... Or it's just the name is throwing me off."

"Be that as it may, your Honor," Dan interrupted, "We still need to get this man in custody!" Pointing to his briefcase, "Do you realize what he did to my legal briefs?!??!"

"Do I really want to know, Mr. Fielding?" Harry looked kind of green as he stared at the oozing brown case.

"There's pigeon... Stuff... All over them!" Dan shouted

Deadpool shrugged, "Hey, when the birds need to go, they go."

"Be that as it may, Mr...Deadpool, I think we'll just go ahead with a charge of vandalism and public nuisance, a $300 fine, and a couple hours of community service, whaddya say?" asked Harry

"Hmm... Well, sure, why not? It's not like I've got much anything else to do... Hmm... Can I call picking a fight with the local magical girls community service?" Deadpool asked eagerly.

"As long as you are on the side of justice and protecting the people, I don't see why not. If you can get me Spider-man's autograph, that'd be a check in the right direction..."

Deadpool had to think on that one, "No guarantee, for some reason, he thinks that I'm insane. Me? Insane? No way, I'm super sane!"

"HEY! That's my line! You take that back!" a voice called from the gallery.

Harry looked out into the courtroom, "And you are?"

"My card!" The man with the white face said as he grinned, throwing a card so hard that it STUCK into the judge's bench.

"Wow! I haven't seen cards being thrown like that in a long time. How did you do that?" Bull asked.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Holding up the card, Harry looked perplexed, "Look, Mr... I really don't understand this... Why did you throw a joker at me?"

"Because I'm quite the card! Get it? Card? AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!" the clown-faced man cackled.

His harlequin-suited arm candy giggled, "Oh Mr. J, you're such a cut-up!"

Deadpool muttered, "If I'd known this was gonna be a multiple continuity crossover story, I'd've gotten Nicieza or even Ed 'I killed and resurrected Cap' Brubaker, but no...I've gotta get guys who write like Liefield or…*Shudder* Whedon..."

"Enough! Bull, get those two out of here! Mr. Deadpool, quit breaking the fourth wall. Let's take five everyone!"