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.

"Harry!"

"Dan?" The judge blinked. "What's wrong?"

"There's a beat-down going on outside!"

Blinking, Harry got up and ran out, following Dan. "Where are Roz, Bull or Mac?"

"Keeping people from getting pulled into the fray!"

"What the heck?" Harry's eyes widened as he saw the large dust cloud at the bottom of the steps, near the top was Fate Testarossa looking shell-shocked and that girl that blew her up holding her. "What's going on?"

"...Mother..." Fate muttered out softly.

"Fate-chan... Her mother came up and tried to take her home, but then Arf-san got upset saying that Fate-chan shouldn't go home and get whipped and then everyone else got upset and jumped her and started beating her up."

Harry twitched, well, at least this made some sense. "Anyone got a gun?"

"We tried that." Roz muttered as she walked up to Harry. "We even tried tazers, it just let others in."

"HEY! LEMME AT HER!"
"NO! ME!"
"SAVE SOME FOR ME!"
"YOU GIVE ALL MOTHERS A BAD NAME!"

Harry groaned and looked around. "Can anyone get them to stop?"

"I don't think so." Mac muttered. "I think Kenpachi got hit with lightning and all he did was grin."

"Wait, why does he care?"

"Kenny doesn't, he just wanted to get in on the fun." Yachiru spoke up from underneath Harry, causing the judge to jump.

"And you aren't in there, why?"

"Hard to get in there when there's fifty people beating on the stupid lady."

Harry rubbed his forehead. He was actually torn. On one hand, he should have every single person down there arrested for brutality, assault and battery, possibly murder if this kept up. But, on the other hand... Well, he didn't condone child abuse, at all. "Can anyone get them to stop?"

"Here! Let me!" Harry, Roz, Mac and Yachiru blinked as they saw...

"Squirrel Girl?"

The super hero smirked at them. "Just leave it to me. Okay boys! Let's go!"

What happened next left even Yachiru green in the face.

"I will never be able to look at squirrels the same way again." Harry muttered, at least the beat-down had stopped, though everyone in question was now beaten down.

"Look at the bright side." Roz muttered, her face still slightly green.

"What?"

"Your next court case will be a lot easier without the peanut gallery."

OMAKE!

"Hey, Vegeta!"

"What?"

"Squirrel girl made EVERYONE..."

"SHUT UP, NAPPA!"

"Her biiiiitch."

The pile of beaten and bloody bodies groaned in dismay. Why couldn't that ghost EVER shut up?

"Next case."

"Um... Munsters vs. Addams..."

"What's the problem?"

"The plants are eating each other."

"..."

"Uncle Herman... Is that a cousin of yours?"

"Why it's my playmate from when I was a child! How are you, Lurch?"

"UrrrrRRrrrRrrrr..."

"Ah, good to hear!"

"So, Mr. Munster, what brings you to our wonderful courtroom?" asked Harry

"Ah, well..." Herman began and stepped forward. "It seems my new neighbors, wonderful people that they are, planted some of their plants a little too close to ours and both plants started fighting and eating each other."

"This happen very often?"

"Only for the last couple of weeks. Grandpa..."

"Hi!" An older vampiric person spoke up.

"Yes, he's been working on a variety of plant that can survive being eaten, but it hasn't worked out so far."

Dan shuddered a bit as he passed the details to Harry, "Yes, apparently the plants are crossbreed Kudzu and Venus Fly Trap for the Munsters and a Kudzu and African Creeper Vine for the Addams."

"Well, what can I say, Cleopatra's family," Mr. Addams spoke up, "Why, my darling wife was devastated when she found her that morning..."

I have to say one thing, Bull..."

"What's that, Roz?"

"It must be interesting, having to actually look UP at someone."

Bull nodded emphatically.

"I see... and you both have been planting new plants there?"

"Yes, your honor." Morticia spoke up and glided forward. "It's the best place for all of our plants; unfortunately, they just don't like each other."

"Which is so wrong. Wednesday and Pugsly are great to play with!" A werewolf boy spoke up from the stands.

"Eddie, sit down, please." Lily waved him down.

"I see... So, really, you two don't have a problem with each other, you just want to try something with the plants..."

"Well, your honor, we did find a new place for them but..." Herman looked at Gomez.

"The problem is, it's not on either of our properties."

"Where is this property?" asked Harry

"Mets Stadium."

"Wasn't that destroyed a bit ago?" Mac blinked.

"Yes!" bellowed a small white mouse

"We would have bought it, but the owners wouldn't sell and then when it got destroyed..." Morticia pouted. "The city declared such a wonderful mess a disaster area, such a waste."

Harry looked just a little put off, "Uh-huh..."

"Really, I don't see why they wouldn't sell it to such nice people." Herman muttered.

"So, you two really had no problem with each other..."

"Well, besides the fact that we both lost our plants, no."

"And you just wanted an injunction to get some plants put into the Mets' stadium?"

"Now that it's flattened, yes."

Harry grinned, "So ordered. Have fun!"

"Oh goodie!"

"Hey, you know something, Herman?"

"What's that, Gomez?"

"I think there's enough room if one of us buries our plants in the outfield and the other one takes the infield..."

"You're probably right..."

"I've seen weirder friendships start over weirder things..." Harry muttered. "Let's take five everyone."