A/N: Okay guys, you asked for it. Dr. Riddles and Kido will be making their appearance shortly, and so will a another certain pair. But I will tell you now, after these four come in, it will not be adding anymore characters. Seriously, Kiyo's room is getting really stuffed! Come on now people, we want them to at least move around a bit when they have those random panic attacks after reading a horrible story!

-cough- Erm, anywho, enjoy this chapter.

Kiyo shook his head and wandered back over to Wonrei, leaning over him to see what he was looking at.

"Trust me, Sunbeam," Kiyo began, not even bothering to look at him as he spoke. "When you see some of these stories, you won't find them to be so 'groovy'."

Sunbeam twitched a bit. He obviously did not want to be here. He turned towards the door longingly. It was so tempting just to grab Ponygon and get the hell out of this place, to safety, to people who were sane.

"But, since you seem so interested in this," Kiyo said, causing Sunbeam to snap out of his thoughts. "Why don't you read?"

Sunbeam began to sweat. "Um," he said, looking at all the annoyed faces, then to the computer screen.

"Come on, Sunbeam," Megumi urged, giving him the evil eye. "We all had to read."

"And look what it's done to you," he thought, looking at the less-sane members of the group, who were either twitching, tied-up, or just being plain creepy. Course, come to think of it, since these people weren't completely sane, who knows what horrible things they would do to him. He gulped, then made the biggest choice he had ever made in his life.

"Alright," he agreed, sighing. "But please, let me try and find one that won't put me in the nut house."

Wonrei grinned and got up off the chair, stepping out of the way to let Sunbeam sit down.

"Knock yourself out," he muttered, wandering back over to Li-En, who squealed with delight and hugged him like the obsessive fan-girl she was. Wonrei sighed as his 'girlfriend' clung to him, just realizing he could have sat somewhere else.

Meanwhile, Sunbeam searched the site for a fanfiction that he would find worthy to lay his eyes upon.

"Oooh, this looks interesting."

The Battle of 3005!

"Wha...?" the group gasped, mouths hanging open, eyes blinking stupidly.

By FutureZatch12345

Summary: A story that takes place 1000 years in the future, and the next Mamodo battle begins.

The group, now interested, moved a little closer to the computer to see this futuristic fanfiction.

The mamodo stared around her new surroundings. How strange this human world was. She watched as cars flew over her head.

"Flying cars? SWEET!" Zatch practically slammed his face against the computer screen once he heard that. Sunbeam rolled his eyes and tried to pull the child off while attempting to continue reading this so called "horrible work from Hell".

Clutching her book, she walked along the chrome streets, searching for that ONE person who would be able to read her book. The sun shone on her golden hair, and she looked up. A large dome, called the Life Dome, covered and protected the city. This was to keep the human race safe from weasels, who had overpopulated the Earth in the year 2496.

"...Okay..." Sunbeam muttered, raising his brow. "If this is what the future is like, I think I'll pass on it."

"Don't worry!" Zatch exclaimed, suddenly pulling out a pair of large, strange looking boots and quickly pulling them on. "I'll take care of i-"

"No!" Kiyo yelled, cutting the shocked child's sentence short. "We are not celebrating 'Weasel Stomping Day' again. Do you remember what happened last time?"

"Aww," Zatch sighed sadly, putting the boots, his favorite Weird Al cd, and a copy of Robot Chicken on dvd away. Why a six year old was watching Robot Chicken in the first place, we may never. It is just one of life's great mysteries.

Her name was Alex.

"Wow, what an original name," Tia muttered sarcastically, but was quickly shushed by the rest of the group.

Alex Bell. She was the daughter of Zatch Bell and Tia.

"Wait," Zatch said, turning his head head towards Kiyo and cocking it back in childish confusion. "I thought Tia and I had two kids named Tina and Fred."

"You were also a drunkard and a wife beater," Kiyo replied, smirking at him. This quieted Zatch down a bit as he turned to face a glaring and red faced Tia.

"Oh geez-"

It was the year 3005, meaning that 100 mamodo children had to fight to become king again. Their current king, Kanchome-

"WHAT?" The whole group, including Folgore, exclaimed, turning towards and gaping at the said mamodo child. Kanchome, although still tied up and gagged, was smirking triumphantly behind the duct tape.

"Oooo...kay. I'm just gonna pretend I didn't read that, and continue on with the story," Sunbeam stated after a long and rather awkward silence, his eye twitching in an odd way.

-was getting too old to do a good job, so it was time. Alex sighed, she hoped she would find her book keeper soon.

"Hey there," a voice from behind her said. She looked up. Standing there was a man in an odd space suit.

"Hey, it's Neil Armstrong!" Folgore suddenly cried out, jumping up and laughing to himself. This earned him many strange looks from the group. Noticing this, he sweatdropped and sat back down quietly. "Uh, sorry. Couldn't help'a myself."

"Where are your parents?" he said, bending down. Frightened, she cringed away a bit.

"Pussy..." Brago said under his breath, turning away slightly. Kiyo, letting a noticeable groan escape his lips, slowly turned around to face the group.

"You know," he stated, clearly annoyed. "None of you are contributing to this with your random comments."

Brago, mocking him with hand gestures, simply pretend to not care what the "weak" human boy had to say and turned his back to him.

He smiled sweetly and reached for her hand slowly. Shyly, she took it-

"-and ends up kidnapped by this obvious pedophile. The moral; don't trust the nice man in the spacesuit!"

Kiyo's groan was much louder this time as he quickly turned his head towards the voice that belonged to Li-En.

"Will you people please just shut up!"

-and handed him her book.

"And he burns it. The end."

"SHUT UP!"

And so starts Alex's battle.

The End

Clicking the back button, Kafk Sunbeam rubbed his temple and turned back to the awaiting crowd.

"Well, what did you guys think of that?"

Shrugging, the group looked at one another, expecting someone to stand up and come up with the first answer. That someone ended up being Sherry.

"I thought the plot was slightly weak," she commented, after finally getting over the shock of the Sherry/Brago fic from hell. "But besides that it was alright."

"I didn't hear the story," a strange, but familar, voice said chuckling from behind the group, causing them to raise their heads in surprise. "But I'm sure it couldn't be THAT bad."

"That's right!" another voice, a child's voice, responded. "Cause the Doctor's read soooooooo many horrible stories, he'd know. Like, one time he even went into a coma for three days when he was a child 'cause the story he read was soooooo bad. Isn't that right, Doctor?"

"Kid...ding!"

"WHAT?"

"Oh for the love of..." Kiyo groaned, his vein throbbing painfully in and out of his forehead. "Okay, who the hell invited Doctor Riddles and Kido?"

Yes, they're here. One more group will be coming after them, but after that that will be it.

Oh, and by the way, no offence to anyway who writes futuristic Zatch Bell stories. They're usually very good, as I've enjoyed the ones I've read.