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"Uh yeah, that'a was me. Sorry," Folgore fianally admitted, raising his hand sheepishly. "Thought they'd help brighten the mood."

Kiyo rubbed his temple slowly, trying his best not to turn around and strangle the nervous looking blonde. Of course, being the gentleman he was, Kiyo instead got up and showed his guests to a seat on the floor. Dr. Riddles, giving the boy an odd look, sat down slowly while Kido clung to his shoulder.

"What?" Kiyo asked rather coldly, sensing the Doctor's eyes studying him suspiciously.

"You don't seem to want us here."

"I honestly didn't want anyone here. It was his idea," Kiyo pointed his finger accusingly at Zatch, who shrunk into his seat nervously. Although Zatch didn't agree with Kiyo pushing the blame on him, he, at the moment, was not one of the people Zatch really wanted to argue with. Keeping his mouth shut and just listening quietly to Kiyo was all little Zatch could do to keep both him and Kiyo out of the hospital.

"Sooooo," Kido said, jumping off of the Doctor's shoulder excitedly and toddling over to Kafk, who was still sitting there staring at the computer screen. "Can we read one of these. Pleeeeaase, oh pleeeeaaase." Kido made sure to make himself sound extra whiny and annoying, one of the many things he enjoyed doing. Kiyo sighed and looked at Sunbeam, as though to say 'you're choice'. Sunbeam looked down at Kido, then at the rest of the group. He shrugged.

"Eh, sure. Why not?"

"Meru meru meeh," Ponygon whimpered, backing into a corner slowly, knowing something horrible was to come of this. The Doctor and Kido, however, were too busy staring at Kanchome to notice the mamodo's frightened reaction.

"Um, why is he tied up?" Kido asked, looking up at Kiyo in a nervous manner.

"Huh? Oh yeah, almost forgot about him," Kiyo replied, snapping back into the reality he was out of. "We'll untie him in a minute or so... maybe... Iunno..."

"MMMMHMHHHHBBMM!!" Kanchome screamed under the tape, rocking the chair back and forth violently, only to cause the chair to tip over and him not being able to pull himself back up, being tied up and all. That and the temporary knock-out he received when his head hit the ground. The group stared at his body for a good while.

"Soooooo," Sunbeam finally said after awhile, trying to ignore what had just happened. "Shall I read this one fanfiction I found?"

"Go ahead," The group mumbled reluctantly.

The Super Awesome Totally Cool Zatch Bell Fun Show!!

By MARIETHECOOLONE

Summary: A SUPER AWESOME HYPER FUNNY ZATCH BELL COMEDY SHOW ME AND MY FRIENDS DID WHEN WE WERE HIGH ON SUGAR! READ IT NOW!!

"Ooooh, this sounds goooood!!" Kido squealed, clapping his hands together with joy.

Marie the author walks carrying a bat for no reason whatsoever. The audience cheers madly

Marie: (in a deep evil voice)-

"Wait, she's a girl, right?" Kido said innocently. "Then how can talk in a deep voice?"

"Shh, just listen," Dr. Riddle's hushed.

Hello. My name is Marie. Welcome to TSATCZBFS.

Zatch: (jumping out of nowhere) What's that stand for?

"Isn't it obvious?" Megumi said, rolling her eyes.

Marie: (points to the title)

Zatch: Oh.

Marie: ANNNNYWAAAAAY, as I was saying-

Zatch: (twirls around, showing off his blue outfit and speaks in a gay lisp) Like my dress?

"IT'S NOT A DRESS!!"

"Well I'm officially creeped out," Sunbeam blinked.

Marie: No.

Zatch: Ah f-ck you!

The whole group gasped in shock and dismay.

"Zatch!" Kiyo said sternly, turning towards the shaking child. "What have I told you about swearing?"

"But I... I didn't... it was... ah never mind!"

Marie: Whatever. Anyway, today at TSATCZBFS we will be hearing some of the characters deepest, darkest, and most private secrets.

The group gulped.

Zatch: Should I be scared?

Marie: (laughing evilly) Not yet. Anyway, our first guest is Kiyo! Come on out Kiyo!

"Crap," said the real Kiyo.

Kiyo walks out drunkenly with a empty bottle of rum in his hand

"Oh come on!" Kiyo exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air. Zatch smirked at him.

"Now who's the drunkard, eh?"

"Shut up!"

Kiyo: (slurring) Why is the rum gone?

The audience laughs.

Marie: So Kiyo, I hear you have a secret to tell us, hmmm?

Kiyo: (still slurring) I swear to drunk I ain't God...

Kiyo then throws up on the stage and passes out, falling into his own vomit. The audience gasps.

The group, especially Sunbeam, were trying their hardest not to burst out laughing. Kiyo was hiding in a corner, sobbing quietly.

Marie: Ooookay... well I guess that's all we're gonna get out of Kiyo. NEXT!! Oh, and could someone please pull this body off the stage.

While a worker pulls Kiyo off the stage Kanchome and Folgore run in

Folgore suddenly stopped laughing.

"Oh no..."

Marie: Oh no, not you two losers.

"L-loser?!" This was a stab in the heart for Folgore. This was one of the first times he, the Great Parco Folgore, had been called a loser.

Folgore & Kanchome: What?

Marie: You guys suck ass! You do know you're only the comic relief, right?

"Suck?" Folgore whimpered. "Comic relief?"

Kanchome tosses the finger at her.

Ironically, the real Kanchome was just coming to at the time.

Kanchome: F-ck off bitch! Go f-ck yourself, you stinking pile of sh-t.

The group gasped again.

"My Lord... he's worse than Zatch," Li-En whispered in utter disbelief.

"I heard that!" cried Zatch.

Marie: Whatever Kanchome. Everyone knows your just angry because Folgore molests you every five minutes.

The group promptly turned towards Folgore, who started sweating quite a storm.

"No!!" He cried, waving his hands around defensively. "I'a would never. Didn't I'a already explain that?"

Folgore: WHO TOLD YOU!!

Folgore started crying, earning him many digusted looks. Kanchome, however, was still too dazed to really notice what was going on.

The audience gasps again.

Marie: Wow... kinda reminds me of another pop star.

Suddenly Michael Jackson, the said pop star, moonwalks onto the stage.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me," Kiyo moaned, holding his head in his hands

"Well this author has an... interesting mind," Dr. Riddle said, trying to sound as positive as he could, but not doing a great job of it.

Marie: Oh no...

MJ: Hey there everybody, it's me, Michael Jackson! Eeee heee!

"Doctor... I'm scared," Kido whimpered, hiding behind Dr. Riddle's hat.

"We all are, Kido," Dr. Riddles replied, patting the boy's head, a disturbed look plastered on his face. "We all are."

Smooth Criminal starts playing in the background and the audience cheers madly as he moonwalks all over the stage. Then he notices Zatch and Kanchome.

MJ: (in a super sexy voice) Hey there dress boy-

"IT'S NOT A DRESS!"

and little duck-faced boy. Wanna come down to Neverland with me for some fun?

Zatch & Kanchome: Sure!

MJ: Eeeee heee!!

MJ grabs the boys in his arms and flies off like Peter Pan, Folgore chasing after him.

Folgore: Hey! That's MY underaged duck-faced boy!

Folgore runs off and an exploding sounds is heard for no reason at all. The audience is quiet.

Marie: Oooookay... well next episode will hopefully be less random and- AH WHO AM I KIDDING THIS IS THE MOST RANDOM SHOW IN THE WORLD! WOO-HOO, PARTY PEOPLE!

The audience gets up and dances along with Marie as the curtains close.

Marie: SEE YA NEXT TIME!!

Almost relieved, Kafk Sunbeam finally took his eyes away from that "interesting" fanfiction and turned to the group.

"Okay... that was... interesting. Shall I read the next chapter?

You, my readers, can decide. Do they read the next chapter of TSATCZBFS or go on to a totally different story? Your choice.