If you read the last chapter and think the next story will be serious you are dead ass wrong! It'll be funny with a small plot. I'm no stranger to this show.;)

Further more I shall explain what I skipped, so Garterbelt's history is pretty much him doing almost every bad thing possible and then he gets shot to death. He gets a message from god for a mission yada yada. He goes through time and all that crap with these little signs everywhere and then it stops.

Bad summary right? If this was a true genderbend it'd be in the shape of triangle, LoL. Wait?

Now, let's rock.

Boxer was flipping through channels trying to find something to impede his boredom. Sock sat next to him eating chips.

Boxer dropped the remote on the floor."Anyway, did you bang that dude from yesterday? The one with the huge bulge in his pants."

"We spent ten minutes making out in bed. Can't go all the way or he'll think I'm easy." Sock said still eating.

"Holy shit! You need to get laid!"

"I'm not the one with charlie sheen for a libido. Now could you shut up for a while?"

"Whoa. Why are you so mad, Socket?" He asked." I was just asking a question."

"Look, I regret it if that makes you happy."

"I see."

Both their stomachs growled.

"Anyway, isn't it getting late?" Sock asked."What time is it?"

"Look yourself, lazy ass!"

Sock looked at his watch."Holy hell! It's been five hours!"

"What is afro-pubes doing! Is she trying to starve us to death?! Hey, Bra" He yelled."Hurry the fuck up!"

"Is this gonna take all day?!" Sock yelled at her.

"Shut your asses up!" She yelled from the kitchen."Patience is a virtue!"

"That whore needs to hurry her ass up. She's the one who woke us up and said it's time for lunch. It's almost time for dinner."

"Come to think of it, wasn't she in the kitchen when we hit the club last night?" Sock asked."And she added a fuckin' door!"

"And there's a sign that says "No Angels Allowed." In her chicken scratch handwriting."

"Something's wrong with that slut." Sock said.

"Maybe she's finally snapped?!" He said loud enough so Bra could hear.

Some shuffling came from the kitchen.

"Oh, food's ready?" He asked hopefully.

They watched as Chick came in with a bowl full of food and dances around it.

"Fuck! I'm starving! Give me those chips!" Boxer demanded Sock.

"Lose the goddamn attitude. Here, but don't take so many at once."

"I do what I want!" He said before sticking his whole hand in the can. He tried to pull it out but it was stuck."Why is their no warning about this?"

"You could sue and make a fortune. You can buy all the sex dolls you want." Sock said the last part sarcastically.

He grabbed his arm to pull out."You better not let go!" He pulled harder and harder until his hand popped out."Oh my god!" He screamed before he crashed downstairs.

Chick burst into laughter and Sock went back to eating. He looked at the TV and perked up. He picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hello. There's a commercial about Hop Whip White Baumküchen on TV right now. If you place an order in the next ten minutes, you get a dozen free. So, if I order two dozen, that means I'll get four dozen, right?" He asked."I'll take it!"

"Oh, I get it!" Boxer yelled from downstairs.

"Oh, can you make it three? Yes, the usual place. The church." He hung up the phone.

Boxer came up through the elevator with a pole and basketball."We might be able to go back to Heaven!" He said hopping on the table. He shoved the ball into Sock's hand."This is the surface of the world. This room is space. This whole area is space!"

"What are you talking about?" Sock questioned him.

"So we make a pole all the way to space. Longer than my penis, I'm talking huge." He said energetically."And then, we connect it to the surface." He explained putting the pole on the ball. Sock grabbed the pole as he let go. He picked up Honekoneko."And this is you. You're like "Oh, what's this pole?" He mimicked Sock's voice."And then you walk up the pole." He stood on his toes demonstrating. "What's this? What's this?" He said in an obscured Sock voice."And you keep walking up. And then, velado! Where are you now?" He asked struggling to stay on his toes.

"What?" Sock asked.

"C'mon, listen! Where are you up here?!"

"On top of the pole?"Sock answered unsure.

"Listen dumbass! This room is space! You're in space! Isn't that crazy?! It's crazy, isn't it?" He said repeatedly showing him the process."Walk up, and you're in the cosmos!"

"You're ignoring basic science...But yeah, I guess so. So what's your point?"

"What's your deal? My point is that we can make it back to heaven if we build a super long pole!"

"What? You wanna go back to Heaven?" Sock asked. "Are you done with this crap now?" He set the pole and ball down on the ground.

"What? You don't wanna go back?"

"Not really. The sweets down here aren't too bad. And you said you liked the 'hot pieces of ass' down here."

"Well, I'm starting to think the gene pool of hot people has an extra chromosome." Boxer said with disappointment in his tone." The guy flirting with me at the club last night wasn't bad in the looks department, but he was a dumb ass top. He kept making dirty jokes. '' You're skilled with your gun, but my bazooka makes a powerful blow.'' How lame can you get. And he kept laughing at his own jokes. The worst part he snorts.

"So he was born dumb, or he evolved into a buffoon."

"I can stand idiots, But I won't Be some uke for some pervy blockhead."

"Depends on the type of perv." Sock replied.

"And he kept calling me Brother after I got him down on all fours. What kind of sick fantasy is that?"

"Yet you still screwed him."

"Yeah, cause being a bisexual male like myself. I come across a lot of holes. And I just had to fill that virgin hole." He explained. "That's an aphrodisiac to me, Bro,"

Their including Chick's stomach growled again. Chick got up and pushed her bowl to the kitchen as the angels slumped down.

Sock moaned painfully."I feel sad..." He cried."You start feeling sad when you're hungry..."

"I'm ready to die." Boxer said.

"This is bad I'd rather die than suffer any longer. How emo can I get?" Sock said with his face buried in his knees.

"You've been eating this whole time!" Boxer yelled watching Sock scarf down chips.

"This doesn't help! It's like giving a cookie to a mouse! The more I eat, the more my hunger gets fucked up. Don't act like you know how I feel."

"Why are you so mad?" Boxer asked."Have you gone wacko? And fuck, you eat too much sugar! I saw on TV that sugar bitches like you irritate quickly!"

"You have no idea how sad I am! How hungry I am!" Sock yelled."You have no imagination! You're worse than a rat, worse than an ant...flea boy!"

"What did you just call me! I could go another couple of days if I had a fresh hotdog to gobble down! That's how hungry I am!" He yelled before he lowered his dead. "Screw it. Let's eat out."

"No way. I don't have the energy."

"What's wrong with you?!" Boxer screamed.

Their stomachs growled even louder than before. Sock slammed his can of chips down on the table and picked up the metal pole. He stomped toward the kitchen and banged on the door with the pole."Fuckin' pedo-priestess! How long does it take to cook something up?!" He screamed."Answer me!"

Bra opened up and hit him on the head."If I could turn water into wine I would!"

Boxer, still sitting on the couch picked up an ad off the table. Chick came back with more food and danced around it like before. Sock walked back in with a giant bump on his head and stopped in front of Chick. She scooted her bowl over and offered him some. He picked up the chip can and stuck it on her head. He stomped on her over and over then rolled her into a ball and hit her out the window with the pole.

"I can't take it anymore!" He cried into his hands.

"Sockers, you wanna order a pizza?" Boxer asked waking around the paper.

He lifted his head slowly.

"I can eat three hundred dozen puddings!" Sock yelled.

"I could eat a whole planet!"Boxer yelled.

"Hi!" They both said ordering food with flyers flying around.

"I'd like a sushi platter, hold the wasabi." He hung up and called the next place."Gimme a fuckin' ten pound burger!"

"Ni hao." Sock said."Pepper steak, mapo, and twice cooked pork."

"Hello!" They said still ordering.

Evening came around and the two were tired from ordering so much food. Chick came back inside with her head still stuck in the can.

Sock sighed while stretching."No more... I was on the phone so long that my ears all fucked up.

"Let's hit the clubs again once we've eaten." Boxer suggested." We're gonna fuck like rabbits! Fuck that guy! Fuck this guy! Fuck those guys! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck every single fuckin' one!" He cheered stomping Chick back into a ball and passing her to Sock.

"Okay. You're on!" Sock said bouncing her on his head."Tonight will be a fuckin' big fuck!" He kicked Chick back over to Boxer.

"Yeah! That's more like it! Shit I'm getting turned on!" He kicked Chick back out the window.

The elevator rang and they got excited.

"Finally!" Boxer yelled." It's here! Is it the pizza? The burger the Chinese?" He said giving Sock high ran toward the elevator.

"Maybe it's Judy Mandy's chocolate mousse?" Sock said following behind."Or Peach Puff's fruitcake?"

"Oh it's you." Boxer growled answering it.

"Nobody ordered a geek." Sock said angrily as they stomped back to the couch.

"Huh?" Brief asked."Where's the party?"

"What? What party?" Boxer asked him.

"Bra said there was going to be a lunch party."

"I didn't hear anything about that."

"And you seem pretty empty handed for a lunch party." Sock stated.

"Um, well... I thought I'd bring the music. So, I was late because I was picking out a CD. I ended up going with Factory's 'Number Nine.' Sunday music."

"Factory Divisions?" Boxer asked.

"You mean Factory Division?" Brief corrected.

"Isn't that what I said?"

"You said Factory Divisions. It's not supposed to be plural. And 'Number Nine' is by Factory Order."

"Sock, I've changed my mind. I said I can't stand pervy losers. Add uncircumcised geek into the mix." He said leaving the room.

"Have to agree." Sock replied.

"What are you talking about?" Brief asked.

"Nothing. Just making small talk." Sock told him.

"Oh... Yeah... Right..." He turned sitting and they sat in silence.

Sock turned back on the TV.

"Oh DC! You watch DC Teen Report?"Brief asked. This is hilarious! I love John!"

"I don't know who the fuck that is." Sock replied.

"Oh... Right..."

Chick limped back in holding the crushed chip can.

"There are a bunch of characters..." He said sadly.

Chick sad down and started eating the remaining chips.

"Chick, what's that? What flavor is it?"

The kitchen door slammed open.

"C'mon Chick!" Bra yelled. Chick got up and walked to the kitchen.

Boxer walked back into the room. "What's going on?" He asked.

"This asshole just dumped Sally." Sock informed him.

"For real? He's a crazy dumbass."

"But Sally was cheating on him with two other guys."Brief explained. "It makes sense."

"Well she certainly is a bitch." Sock stated.

"Are you morons? Sally's da bomb!" Boxer said.

"What are you saying. Cheating is wrong. Right, Sock.

"I just remembered. Didn't you say something about a lunch party?" Sock asked.

"Uh-huh. Bra texted me an invitation yesterday. I don't know the details though."

"Who gives a damn?!" Boxer asked tired.

"Oh, but the other day, Bra mentioned how you were working hard despite your grumbling. So she wanted to show her appreciation.

"What? The afro-priestess said that?"

"What's she trying to pull?" Sock asked.

"Maybe she just wants to thank you for a job well done?"

The elevator rang and deliverymen came piling food.

"Thank you for ordering Damned Pizza!"

"Chicken Chicks is here!"

"Excuse me! I'm from Peach Puff!"

"Mandarin Chinese here!"

"Sup! I'm from Sushi Royale!"

They sat not saying a word.

"I feel bad for Bra." Brief said.

"Zip it, Nerd." Boxer said annoyed. "You shouldn't even be talking if you show up late."

"We waited nine and a half hours." Sock added. "Nine and a half hours! Nine and a half hours on an empty stomach!"

"So what? Bra's been slaving away since last night. All just for you guys. And you don't feel bad for her?"

"Fine!" Boxer yelled."We'll wait!"

Brassiere finally came out of the kitchen and walked into the living room.

"Hello, peeps. I apologize for he wait." She said."The preparations for the party are complete.

Food was wheeled into the living room.

"Uh, yeah..." Boxer tried to explain."You took so long that we..."

"And we had no idea that this party was..." Sock tried to finish.

"Oh,my apologies. I forgot to tell you what this party was for. In fact..."

"Oh, it's okay, don't worry." Boxer interrupted."We know. Anyway, let's dig in!"

Bra cleared her throat. "In fact, my afro was voted most beautiful afro in the world! I received a letter from the Association of Afro Sisters yesterday. It seems my daily peening has not gone unnoticed."

"Huh?" Boxer questioned.

"Wow!" Brief said clapping."There's an Association of Afro Sisters..."

"I understand that you're surprised. After all, I was probably even more surprised than you are." She laughed."Hm. Oh dear. I did so much tasting that I'm stuffed. And I'm falling asleep." She said rubbing her stomach."So good night, everyone." She left but came back for a second."I forgot! You better not leave a single crumb! Food is a blessing from God!" She creamed at them."Wasting food is an unforgivable sin! You got that, you sleazy bastards?!" She screamed flicking them off. Chick did the same as they left.

They sat quietly looking at all the food.

"The name factory originated from the UK." Brief said breaking the silence."Factories were separated into multiple divisions, so the plural form would make sense." He got up and paced." Man, I'm dying to find out now!"

The elevator rung.

"Hey, Lara Flynn Burger with Mister Boxer's Extreme Burger Combo!"

"Thank you for using Innocent Shipping. I have six dozen Hop Whip White Baumküchens for Mister Sock!"

"I'm gonna go look it up!" Brief said leaving."Good night!"

After hours of eating they finally finished but were bloated. They both let out a long and huge burp.

"If I see another pizza I'm gonna die." Boxer said.

"Stop talking about Pizza. I'm in so much pain." Sock said."I'd rather die than suffer any longer!"

"Wanna go back to Haven?" Boxer asked.

"I never said anything about being sure."

"When are we going to have enough heavens?"

"Beats me." Sock replied."It'll happen eventually I guess?"

"If it doesn't, we can make a pole and climb up it."

"I was thinking... If we make a wide enough pole, we could make the trip in Transparent."

"Hey, that's a pretty good idea."

"I got plenty of sugar now."

"Hey, are we gonna hit the clubs?" Boxer asked.

"There won't be many people around on Sunday..." He answered.

"That's true." Boxer said before relaxing."Anyway, how far did you get yesterday? With that guy with the bulge in his pants?"

Hola, we're almost coming to an end but the party's not over from then. On the last chapter I will have a short excerpt from the next story. Things got a little bumpy on the way but we've made it thIs far. I wanted to be true to the original ending but I think you'll like this a little more. So get ready. Some concepts I skipped will be brought back.