Note: The PPC was originally created by Jay and Acacia. The fanfic being sporked (The World Ends With Me, You, Kung Fu, and Sonic 2) was originally written by It’s A Wonderful World. Sonic the Hedgehog is copyright Sega, Final Fantasy VII and Kingdom Hearts are both copyright Square Enix (as well as Disney), and Kung Fu Panda is copyright Dreamworks Animation. Florestan and Eusabius are originally property of Robert Schumann, but on virtue of being dead for a hundred and fifty five years, they now belong to me.
Mission 8: The World Will Definitely End With You
In which a fic can’t decide how it wants to be told.
When Eusabius returned to RC 1810, he found Florestan sitting on the couch shaking his head at Shumann. The mini was cowering on the table, looking at Florestan with a twinge of fear in its eyes.
“Seriously, mini,” stated Florestan. “I know that Maria and I got loud, but… Christ, man! That doesn’t mean you have to eat the bloody bed sheets!” He screwed his eyes shut, crossing his arms in dismay. “I keep telling Eusabius you’re a menace, but nooooo, you have always displayed favoritism towards him, I’m sure of it. You’re always so darn innocent! You’re a menace, damn it!”
Eusabius nodded, resisting the urge to shrug. “Perhaps there is a reason for that.”
Florestan let out a loud yelp. In addition to this, he leapt off the couch, nearly crashed into the table, and then fell to the ground, taking a chair with him. At the end, Florestan let out a groan, finding that he was suddenly face-first on the floor of the RC.
Shumann found this ever so amusing, and so the mini chortled when it broke its cowering.
Florestan, however, looked right back to Eusabius, looking at his partner with a death glare. “Seriously, Eusabius?” he asked. “I get finished worrying about the fact that you might die soon, and then you just up and sneak attack me like that.”
Eusabius rose his eyebrows for a split second, before he resumed his impassive expression. “Yes,” said the older agent. “Here, I should—”
“No, no, that might mess with your wound,” said Florestan as he pulled himself up. As soon as he did this, he turned to Eusabius, and nodded. The two agents shared a hug after Florestan stood up.
“It is good to see you are well,” stated Eusabius.
“Yeah, it’s good to see you’re fine too,” mentioned Florestan. The two agents parted. “I guess Zerenze saw you out of Medical?”
“Yes,” said Eusabius. He then lifted the C-CAD that Narcolepsy had handed him. “We actually spent quite a bit of time together after that, and a friend of his actually gave me this.”
Florestan frowned. “What’s that?” he asked.
“It’s the Combined Content Analysis Device,” Eusabius stated. “This, I believe, will replace our CAD from here on out, as it does something similar to what the CAD did.”
“Does it?” asked Florestan, smirking and crossing his arms. “I guess having a friend in DoSAT has its perks.”
“Indeed it does, Florestan,” Eusabius replied. “And what of you? How have you been since I was admitted to Medical?”
“Funny thing about that,” said Florestan. “I went to go hang out with Maria, and then I—”
[BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE--]
“Oh, bloody--!”
“I shall answer that.” With this, Eusabius walked over to the console, pressing the accept button. The beep ended as Eusabius read through the mission parameters. “What I wish to know is why the people upstairs have sent us a mission so soon after we return to our RC…”
“I tell you, Eusabius, there’s no rest at all for the wicked,” said Florestan, shaking his head. “Ah, well, I guess I’ll tell you about what Maria and I did after.” He walked over to where he had left his bag of holding. “What are the mission parameters?”
“This… is a crossover between Sonic the Hedgehog, Final Fantasy VII, and Kung Fu Panda,” said Eusabius. “Such an… odd combination, no?”
“I’ll say,” said Florestan. “I’ll bet you it’ll make just as much sense.” He turned to the console, nodding as he opened a portal to the fic. “Everything is in order, right?”
“Just about,” stated Eusabius. “Let us go, shall we?”
Florestan nodded. “Sure. Let me handle the Kung Fu Panda charges, will you?”
----**----
"No!Sephiroth, stop this madness!", said Anyuni, Miles' brother.
Right as Florestan and Eusabius entered the fic, they found themselves in a sepia-tone tinted space again. This time, however, it took the form of a generic plane on which they saw three figures. The first, was that of Miles “Tails” Prower. The second was of an undefined kitsune. And the third, was Sephiroth.
“Oh, dear,” said Florestan, looking around at the canon as it was tinted in sepia tone. “We’re in sepia tone again.”
“So it seems,” commented Eusabius. “I will say for now that I believe we can begin charging Tails in this.”
“Why?” asked Florestan.
Eusabius then took out a notepad and wrote down a charge. “Two reasons: Anyuni is not a name that would be accepted in the Sonic Universe, and Tails canonically had no biological siblings,” he said. “I say he is a replacement for now, but we shall see.”
“Yeah, we’ll see,” said Florestan. “In the meantime, it looks like we have a bit character we can rescue, right?”
"Shut up, and fade into the dark depths of nothing", Sephiroth stated emotionlessly.
He destroys Anyuni by blasting him with darkness.
"NO!MILES,RUN!"
"ANYUNI!" , screamed Miles.
And suddenly, Anyuni blew up.
And then, Florestan blew up in a fit of rage.
“Damn it, Ironic Overpower!” He half-shouted, shaking his fist. “Why do you always do stupid shit like that to us?”
“I have not the slightest idea,” said Eusabius, shaking his head. “I believe that might constitute another charge…” He then frowned, handing the C-CAD over to Florestan. “Here, conduct a reading on Sephiroth, if you please.”
Florestan nodded, looking at the device and seeing the requisite button.
“Don’t mind if I do.”
It was then that Miles realized his brother was gone forever. He completely broke down and wailed his heart out.
As Sephiroth approached Tails, Florestan pointed the CAD at the FF7 villain, and activated the C-CAD
[“Sephiroth”. Human male. FF7 Canon: Main Villain. 57.47% OOC. Take immediate action.]
Florestan blinked. “It even gives suggestions?” he asked.
“Indeed it does,” replied Eusabius.
The younger agent whistled. “Damn, Eusabius, Zerenze is really spoiling you here,” he said. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say had a crush on you!”
At this, Eusabius promptly blushed, glancing to the side. “Well, ehm…” He paused briefly before chuckling nervously. “I will… think about it.”
Upon hearing the uncertainty in Eusabius’ voice, Florestan blinked. He turned to look at his partner, right before he saw what had happened next in the Words.
Sephiroth had grabbed Miles by the throat and was about to end his life. Then he dropped Miles on the ground and walked away in the burning ashes of the village.
With this, Florestan promptly stopped, watching as some of the sepia tone died down, and much of the generic surface was replaced by a burning village.
And as he watched Sephiroth walk away, Florestan clenched the C-CAD hard, then raising his fist.
“What?” Florestan roared. “You didn’t even leave him to fucking die, you stupid asshole!? Oh, come on, Sephiroth! You have to know the drill by now! You stab his ass, and then leave him for dead! You don’t just leave him there without at least wounding him first! You know, just in case he gets the brilliant idea to try to kill you later!? I mean, come on Sephiroth! Come the hell on!”
Eusabius smirked at this. “Barely one chapter in, and already you are screaming,” said the older agent. “Ah, I think we are getting into our routine again.”
“Oh, shut up!” With this, Florestan shook his head, turning away as the fic continued.
" I swear on my life, that I will destroy SEPHIROTH!"
As Tails shouted this, the scene then abruptly transitioned. Florestan and Eusabius both found themselves crashing into some more generic surface, the two of them shocked as the agents looked around.
“Uh, what just happened?” asked Florestan.
Eusabius glanced up. “I believe that may have been the end of the first chapter,” he said.
Florestan balked. “What!?” he shouted. “That’s just… Oh, forget it!” The younger agent dismissed this much with a final, rather violent wave of his hand. “Where are we now?”
It's nighttime at the Jade Palace, and Crane and Mantis are walking down the hall, and are arguing about the movies 300 and Transformers.
The scenery then defined itself for the two agents, even as Florestan frowned.
Before he could get in a word edge-wise, however, Crane and Mantis both walked past the two agents, bickering about the subject that the Words mentioned.
Mantis: "300 was the best movie of all time, much better than that stupid Transformers."
Crane: "And I'm tellin` you your full of crap. 300 had no plot and all they did was say ,' This is Sparta!'. But Transformers had a plot, deep storyline, suspense, and a love interest."
[The World undergoes a very bizarre shift. Florestan looks around, frowning.]
Florestan: Uh, Eusabius? What just happened?
Eusabius: [glances at the Words briefly, nodding before turning back to Florestan] I believe we have entered script format.
Florestan: [with wide eyes] What? [glances around wildly] But… But I thought…!
Eusabius: Illegality has nothing to do with it. It happens anyway. Furthermore, we have an issue to take care of.
Mantis: "Oh, that fluzie? Please.", he said nonchalantly.
Crane: "Hey!", Crane said offended."Megan Fox is not a fluzie! But, I do admit, she is kind of easy.
[A rain of quotation marks suddenly falls on the scene. The canon characters flinch at feeling hard objects falling on them. The agents are too busy hiding under the roof that hangs over their heads to care.]
Florestan: Uh, what? [tilts his head] What the hell is that?
Eusabius: I have not the slightest idea, Florestan. But it seems to me as if he is writing in both script format and proper prose format at the same time.
Florestan: [violently offended] What!!!??? [screws up his face in anger] You mean… What!? Why would someone do that!? Why not just go all the fucking way!? I mean, come on! What is wrong with this thing!? Either do it in prose or do it in script! Don’t just flip-flop! I mean, Jesus Christ on a pikestaff!
Eusabius: [chuckles, writing down a new charge] Ah, I missed that.
Florestan: You were only in Medical for a day.
Eusabius: It gets rather lonely in Medical. [shrugs] I trust you understand. [indicates Mantis and Crane] Last I checked, we had a mission to finish, no?
Shifu walks into the hall and stands in the way blocking their path.
Shifu: "Stop it! Both of you!Crane, Megan Fox is a fluzie, 300 was the best, Transformers sucked, and that's final." , he said angrily.
Crane: "But Shi.."
Shifu: "Do you want to run 432 laps around China? I think not."
Florestan: For the record, I like Megan Fox. She’s attractive, I think, but she can’t act. But that isn’t to say she’s a damn floozy! [looks at Eusabius] This is ridiculous, Eusabius. I don’t think Shifu would ever get into an argument about two movies like that. I mean, for Christ’s sake, Shifu is a freaking father figure to Po! This does not ring Dustin Hoffman to me!
Eusabius: I assume we are dealing with a character replacement then.
Mantis: "Ha! Pwned! Hi-5 Shifu." He and Shifu Hi-5.
Crane: "Gosh this is so frickin` unfair! Shifu is such a prick."
Shifu: "What was that Crane?"
Crane: "Nothing.", he said in a loud whisper.
Florestan: Yep, definitely a replacement. So to whit, we’ve got Tails and Shifu as replacements now. [groans] Joy.
[Eusabius moves to say something, but before either of them can say anything further the scene shifts yet again. They appear elsewhere in the Jade Palace, where Viper is seen mulling about something.]
It's a cold and windy night. The air is still, and yet, it feels like a hurricane to Viper, master of the snake art of Kung Fu.
The World trembled slightly, leaving the agents disoriented. However, almost immediately after this the World took on a slightly purple tint.
At this, Florestan balked, ignoring the very slight nausea that he was beginning to feel. “Eusabius, correct me if I’m wrong, but…” He glanced around. “Is this purple prose?”
“I believe so,” said Eusabius, writing down another charge. “We have progressed to the second chapter, and every chapter thus far has been written in a different style from the last chapter.” The older agent stopped, rubbing his chin in thought. “This is quite bad, I must say.”
“You’re preachin’ to the choir, man,” said Florestan. “You’re preachin’ to the choir.”
"Things have been a little weird lately", Viper thought. "I've been having dreams about my past; my horrible ,scarring past", Viper whispered coldly with a touch of unbearable pain in her voice.
“Horrible, scarring past?” said Florestan, listening as Viper’s voice grunted in pain. “Oh, gee, lemme guess, you’re going to completely screw up her backstory so you can make for a more ‘interesting’ character, aren’t you?”
"I never want to go through that again. I can still feel the pain and agony of being deflowered by my own father." She then starting crying uncontrollably. " Why? WHY? How could he do this to his own daughter? He got tired of my mother so he raped ME! And when my mother found out, he killed her. KILLED HER! I hate him. I hope he dies and goes to HELL!"
“Yeah, of course, because Secrets of the Furious Five didn’t show that Viper admired her father beyond all reasonable doubt at all!” replied Florestan darkly. “And it’s not like Viper’s secret is courage at all! And you know, it’s totally cool that you’re talking about pedophilia, incest, rape, and murder all in the same backstory! You know! Because Kung Fu Panda was a movie that wasn’t at all marketed for families with kids in any way at all!”
“In other words, this Viper is a replacement, and gives us some more charges,” stated Eusabius as he wrote down a flurry of charges. He glanced over to where Florestan was fuming before shaking his head. “I suppose now would be the perfect time to--?”
“Yes, Eusabius, we get it,” said Florestan with an edge of barely restrained fury in his voice. “Now kindly be quiet before I kick something!”
Tigress emerges out of a shaded area where she was listening to Viper bawl at the peach tree .
Florestan’s stomach grumbled in disagreement. “Oh, Lord, we’ve got a tense shift, don’t we?” he asked.
“Yes, unfortunately,” stated Eusabius. “I sense we may see it again soon.”
Viper stops crying enough to notice Tigress standing right there. "Viper, are you okay?", she said concerned. "Uh,no." "I had no idea he did that to you. I wish I could've done something." " Nah. It's okay. There's nothing you could've done."
Much as Eusabius predicted, the tense shift did indeed occur, which only served to make Florestan a little more nauseous than before. He groaned, standing up with a hand on his stomach as he watched the proceedings.
“Isn’t that a bit nonchalant for Tigress?” asked Florestan. “I mean…”
“I would say so,” Eusabius replied, continuing to jot charges on the list. “I shall mark it as a charge. It seems to me as if this would fit under both ludicrously rushed pacing and being indecisive about how you want to tell your story.”
“Yeah, I’d say that too,” said Florestan.
Then, there was a booming explosion that came from the village.
The explosion sounded from the distance, Florestan and Eusabius both turning to the source of the sound.
“Oh, for Christ’s sake,” said Florestan. “This is freaking China during one of the pre-communist dynasties! Why the hell are there fireworks at this time of year, and why doesn’t it look like—?”
Monkey and Po were playing Tekken 6 on the Ps3 when they heard the noise.
The scene then abruptly shifted. The PS3 stood in the corner, with Po and Monkey abruptly stopping.
Florestan simply groaned, feeling his nausea get worse. “Po… and Monkey… playing PS3,” he said.
“Judging by the décor of this palace, I believe that may be highly anachronistic,” said Eusabius. “Are you feeling well, Florestan?”
The younger agent shook his head. “No,” he said. “I feel kinda sick, really. Partly from all this shit that’s going down, and partly from how stupid this is.”
Eusabius paused in writing one of his charges, reaching into his bag of holding and pulling something out. He handed it to Florestan, who nodded appreciatively.
“Bleepto-dismal,” said Florestan. “Thanks.”
He opened the bottle and took a swig of the Bleepto-dismal.
Monkey: "What the crap was that? Po: "I dunno dude. Let's get back to my Bruce kicking your Jin's butt.
And then the scene rumbled again, further upsetting Florestan’s stomach. He set the Bleepto-dismal down, shaking his head as he squeezed his eyes shut.
“Did it want to go into script format just then?” he asked. “Because I—”
The scene shifted before Florestan could finish that sentence. They moved to a different part of the Valley of Peace, but to where was undefined. They also had no time to gather their bearings, for the two agents then heard the author’s note boom overhead.
Hey guys. It's A Wonderful World here.
Florestan groaned, feeling his stomach churn. “No, it’s not,” he replied. “It’s really not.”
Eusabius frowned. “I believe that may be the name of the author.”
Florestan blinked in surprise. “What, seriously?” he said.
“Yes,” replied the older agent, glancing at the Words. “It is actually quite an innovative title, I must say.”
I just want you to know that what was revealed in Chpt. 3 was not the secret I mentioned in the summary. I put that there because it has an extremely important part later in the story.
“Chapter 3?” asked Florestan. “Is… is that right?”
Eusabius quickly checked the Words, shaking his head. “No,” said Eusabius. “I… I am quite baffled at that, I must say.”
“Great, so he skipped a number in the chapter numbering,” said Florestan, groaning. “What’s next, there are going to be more properties crossed over than just Kung Fu Panda, Sonic, and Final Fantasy VII?”
There will also be guest appearances from One Piece, The Chipmunks,The World
Ends With You,Kingdom Hearts, and Digimon.
The World jumped suddenly, and even the Bleepto-dismal was not enough to keep Florestan from getting dangerously ill. By this point, he was half-laying on the ground, holding himself by an arm that was trembling.
Eusabius glanced over, kneeling next to his partner when he saw this. Shaking his head, he placed his hands on Florestan’s shoulders.
“You are not feeling well, are you?” asked Eusabius.
“Yeah, I feel like shit,” said Florestan. “Got any more Bleepto-dismal?”
Eusabius shook his head. “I do not think it will help against this,” he said, shaking his head.
"I gotta find him. I can't risk him being destroyed. Not only does he play an important part in the plan to defeat the Dark 3, but he is also a close friend of mine I would hate to lose. Don't worry Axel, I'm coming."
Tails suddenly materialized in the distance, but the agents could clearly see that he was wearing a dark cloak.
“Dark cloak?” asked Florestan. “Why is he wearing it?”
“I do not quite know, but from what it seems, I think it may be that Tails has joined the Organization from Kingdom Hearts.”
The younger agent simply groaned. “Oh, lovely,” he stated. “Now we’ve got that to worry about too? Bloody ‘ell…”
Miles, or Tails, is walking to the gates of the Valley of Peace in a black Organization coat as he ponders how to break Axel out of the Chorh-Gom prison.
“Chorh-Gom?” asked Florestan. “No, no, you’re in the wrong part of China completely! Chorh-Gom is in the opposite dir—!”
Guard1: "Hey, who is that guy? (They're referring to Tails.)"
[Two guards suddenly appear out of nowhere, wearing the suits that Things One and Two from The Cat in the Hat wore. Tails approaches them.]
Florestan: [getting more visibly ill] Oh, hell, we just went back into script format, didn’t we?
Eusabius: [with concern] I believe we have, Florestan.
Florestan: Oh, bloody hell! [slams his fist on the ground] I wish this fic would make up its damn mind so I wouldn’t be feeling like I want to throw up…
Guard2: "I dunno, but he looks shady. We shouldn't let him in. We don't any trouble in the Valley. Tai- Lung was just defeated, and we just arrested that red-head guy in the black coat."
Florestan: Why did you even do that? I don’t even—
G1: "I guess so. Huh?"
G2: "What?"
While the guards were talking, Tails already came to the Valley gate to enter.
The World shifted again, leaving Florestan dazed as well as very nauseous.
“Oh, Good lord, Eusabius, I’m feeling sick…” he said. “Are you sure you don’t have anything?”
“Apart from the Bleepto-dismal you just drank, nothing, I am afraid,” the older agent replied.
G1: "Hey! No entrance for you. You look like you'd cause trouble."
Tails: "Well, you shouldn't judge people by appearances, Hmm."
[The world shifts, leaving Florestan to clutch his stomach.]
Florestan: Oh, Good lord, will this constant shifting ever end?
Eusabius: I only hope, Florestan. I only hope.
Florestan: [frustratedly] Thanks for the vote of confidence, Eusabius. [grumbles] What… other charges have we gotten?
Eusabius: Quite a few, I believe. I am certain we shall see more very soon.
G!: "No entrance! Now leave before we make ya."
Tails: "I'm afraid I can't do that."
Then, he raises his hand and a ball of darkness forms in his palm.
As a third guard wearing a uniform with an exclamation point imprinted on its front appeared and the world shifted yet again, Tails raised his hand.
“Like that,” said Florestan. “Charge… for using… Oh, God, if this Word World shifts again, Eusabius…”
G1: "H-hey! What are you doin'?"
Tails launches the the ball and it kills the first guard.
The World shifted not once, but twice.
The second shift was when Florestan finally began vomiting. He hurled right there on the ground, with Eusabius kneeling next to him. Eusabius let out a sigh as he watched Florestan lose his lunch, and began rubbing Florestan’s back again.
After a few seconds, Florestan stopped vomiting, taking a deep breath. He breathed in and out for a few seconds, shaking his head and blinking multiple times.
He finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse. “Does it keep doing that throughout the rest of this fic?” he asked.
Eusabius squinted, checking the Words. After a few minutes, he nodded. “Yes, it does,” said the older agent.
Florestan nodded weakly. “Can we end this now?” he asked. “I don’t want to deal with this any longer than I already am…”
“I believe so,” said Eusabius, glancing at the charge list. “Yes… Yes, I think we have enough to charge the Tails replacement with.”
Tails launches the the ball and it kills the first guard.
G2: "What the hell?
Tails: "Die."
Eusabius: [while standing up] Actually, I believe that should be directed to someone else.
[At this, Tails turns to face Eusabius. The second guard looks on nervously, the third guard absolutely cowering in place]
Tails: “And who are you?”
Eusabius: [glances at the rain of quotation marks that appears] Someone who realizes that this kind of formatting does not work at all. Tails, I am charging you for having a non-canon brother, having a trajeck past, writing in a strange hybrid of script format and regular prose format, replacing the characters of Shifu and Viper, somehow writing in both beige prose and purple prose, gi—
Florestan: [weakly] Yeah, I don’t know how you did that either.
Tails: “What are you talking about?”
Eusabius: [steps to the side to avoid more quotation marks] You really should stop that; this place will be littered with extra punctuation if you do not. Anyhow, I further charge you with giving Viper a trajeck past that is both non-canon and very tonally unsuitable to the Kung Fu Panda canon, having Tigress behave in such a nonchalant manner about her closest friend revealing such a traumatic secret, utilizing tense shifts, putting more than one speaker in the same paragraph, having Po and Monkey play PS3 in what is supposedly pre-Communist China, skipping a number in the chapter numbering system, be—
Tails: “But Chapter 3 exists!”
Florestan: If it does, I don’t see it.
Eusabius: And as the old adage goes, “pictures, or it didn’t happen”. [clears his throat] Anyway, I finally charge you with being part of Organization 13 despite being from a completely separate continuum, having non-canon abilities for the Sonic the Hedgehog canon, making an agent of the PPC ill to the point that it hinders his ability to finish the mission, not being able to make up your mind about whether you want your story in script format or not, and being a character replacement.
Florestan: And for that, we’re killing you. Any last words?
Tails: “But I have to avenge Anyuni! I will—!”
[Eusabius pulls his pikestaff out of his bag of holding. With a thrust, Eusabius then impales the Tails replacement, who sputters and gags before he dies. The second guard jumps in shock, the third guard whimpers softly, and Florestan simply looks away.]
And then, a final shift took over the World. When the shift ended, Florestan found himself leaning against a house as he shook his head.
“Good Lord,” he said. “I don’t know what to make of most of that, but that was just…”
“What’s going on here?” asked both of the remaining two guards as they recovered from their stupor. “What did you just do, and why are we wearing such ridiculous clothes?”
Florestan nodded, holding up a neuralyzer. “Well, see…” Both agents closed their eyes, and then Florestan activated the neuralyzer. “You never met anyone named Tails, you never had a guy that just died, and you got the ridiculous outfits from somewhere, and are going to burn them at the next available opportunity.” With this, Florestan took a deep breath. “Also, you never saw us. Now, return to your posts.”
The guards did as they were told, obviously dazed as Eusabius came up to Florestan.
“Are you feeling any better?” said Eusabius.
“A bit,” said Florestan. “What do we have to do now?”
Eusabius nodded. “Well, we have to kill the replacements, neuralyze Sephiroth, remove the 21st Century technology from the Jade Palace, and… I believe that constitutes everything.”
“So I see,” said the younger agent with a nod. “Let’s get to it before the Words return with a vengeance…”
Eusabius nodded wordlessly, taking out the Remote Activator and opening a portal nearby. “Come then,” he said. “Let us finish what we must.”
----**----
Several hours later, Florestan rested on the couch, looking up at the ceiling. Eusabius sat close by in the chair he had pulled over from the table.
“Are you feeling any better, Florestan?” asked Eusabius.
“Yeah,” said Florestan with a smile. “Thanks, Eusabius.”
The older agent nodded. “You are most welcome,” he said. “I find it ironic that you are ill, when I was the one who was grievously injured last mission.”
Florestan frowned suddenly. “Oh, Good God, please don’t go into that,” he said. “You damn well scared the shit out of me. The only reason I didn’t glomp you when you came in was… well…” He shrugged. “I may have gone on adventures with Maria and the gang.”
Eusabius rose an eyebrow, leaning forward in curiosity. “Did you?” he asked. “I assume they happened to receive a mission while you were there…”
“Yeah, they did,” replied Florestan. “And I ended up tagging along.”
“How bad was the fic?” asked Eusabius.
Florestan narrowed his eyes, looking up at the ceiling. “It was… well, let’s just say that I really hated the main Stu…”
And with this, Florestan proceeded to tell Eusabius about his adventure with Maria, Mark, and Cadmar in his quest to take down a Fallout Stu.
----**----
A/N: And after the tour de force that was my most recent Floaters mission, we now have a really short mission to counter that. So yeah.
This is a fic I had actually been looking into sporking for a while. And now that I’ve finally gotten around to it, well… you know how things happen. But this fic annoyed the hell out of me when I first read it. I mean, it’s incredibly disjointed, can’t figure out what format it wants to be, and is just stupid all around. It’s dead fic at the moment, and honestly, good riddance.
Still, it’s not as bad as some other fanfic I’ve found. So what is that, you ask?
Well, you’ll have to see what it is later, won’t you?
I’d like to take this time to thank Cadmar for looking over the mission. You rock, man! As for the rest of you, peace out, guys, and I’ll see you on my next mission into whatever.
-Herr Wozzeck