29-Jun-2000
Title: Total Request Live
Author: Nana (VelvtWhipLasher@icqmail.com)
Rate: PG
Category: Fluff? Stupid, Weird, Self-inserts
Disclaimer: Owns nothing but a smelly sock. Dedicated to SDDI and Trowa-bat. This is plain weird but it was a dare.
<Jin walks up to a podium with a megaphone with Nana trailing behind him>
Jin: Ahem. Testing, testing. I'll take a role call now. Heero Yuy!
Heero: Hn. Omae-O-Korosu!
Jin: Duo Maxwell!
Duo: Shinigami lives! Bwahaha!
Jin: Nanashi!
Nana: Here! Here!
Trowa: <silent>
Jin: <sweatdrops> Nana, go buy yourself an ice cream.
Nana: Okay! <runs off to TCBY>
Jin: Anyway, Trowa Barton!
Trowa: Ah.
Jin: Quatre Raberba Winner!
Quatre: My uchu no kokoro says that...
Jin: <bops Quatre with a broom> Shuddup! I'm not done! Chang Wufei!
Wufei: Kisama! Why am I here!
Nana: I'm back! <hands everyone ice cream>
Jin: Everyone's here. Let's go then.
Nana: Go where?
Jin: We are going to MTV Headquarter in Manhattan.
Nana: Yatta! I'm gonna glomp Carson!
<Everyone crams into a tiny Camry>
1 Hour Later.
Carson: Hello, Everybody! This is another day of Total Request Live. Today, we have many special guests. You may be lucky enough to ask <dumbass> questions, and if I really like you, you may hug me at the end.
<Hoots and cheers from crowd. Guards carry away fainting girls covered with zits>
Carson: <sweatdrops> Um, okay. Let's start the show.
Meanwhile, outside the TRL.
Guard: Hey, you! Where do you think you are going?
Duo: Who, me? <puts on I'm-so-cute-and-you-are-fat smile>
Guard: Yeah, you! <grabs the braid. Gasp!>
Nana: Oh my Shinigami! Jin! That bastard has Duo's braid! <strangles poor muse> Do something! Do something!
Jin: <smacks Nana with a newspaper> Get the _beep_ off me!
Duo: Heeeeeeeeero! Help me! Heelp!
Heero: Omae-O-Korosu! <shoots the guard>
Quatre: Cool! Now we can go inside the studio and meet Britney Spears!
Trowa: Ah. <starts to carry tied up Wufei>
Wufei: Onna! How could you do this to me! Injustice!
Nana: <ignores Wufei> Oh my Shinigami! I see Blink 182! <runs off>
Jin: Great. Now she's gonna do something stupid. <goes after Nana>
Duo: I'm gonna get Nick Carter to sign my butt!
Heero: Hn!?!? <grabs a bunch of C-4 and follows Duo>
Quatre: <starry-eyed> I've always wanted to ask a question to Britney!
Trowa: Ah. <wonders about where Blood Hound Gang got their monkey custom>
Wufei: I want Treize! I want Treize!
1 Minute Later.
Carson: Now that we've finished our countdown with Hansons as number one with their song, _If Only_ <those gay ass guys. They look like girls. What the hell is wrong with their hair? And the way they dress! Good God!> we will meet our guests. We have many guests today for our summer special. <more like because we told them if they come today, they don't ever have to come> And...
<Carson sweatdrops as he watches G-Boys and a chibified girl and a muse flying into the room>
Carson: <weirdo these days!> Ah, lucky fans that did something creative! <or had kickass money>
Nana: Wah! It's Carson! <slaps herself> I'm not dreaming! It really is Carson Daly!
Duo: Cool! I wanna glomp Carson! I wanna glomp Carson!
Heero: Omae-O-Korosu! Omae-O-Korosu! <Duo! How could you!>
Quatre: So Britney, <pokes her boobs> are those real? How big are they? Where did you do it? Did it hurt? Huh, huh, huh?
Jin: So Carson, how many times did you sleep with Christina Aguilera? Who was better? Jennifer or Christina?
Trowa: <yawns>
Wufei: Right, onnas are dumb. You should have beaten Spice Girls in Celebrity Death Match. <looks up at the sky> Nataku, I have finally found three people that shares my thoughts.
<Hanson sweatdrops but continues to listen to Wufei's rant about women>
Trowa: <spots Blood Hound Gang> Hey, can you tell me where I could get the animal custom? I want one for lion.
BHG: What the _beep_!?!? What the _beep_ is wrong with your bangs?
Trowa: Ah... um... <sweatdrops>
BHG: What are you dumb? Stupid?
<Quatre who was trying to perform surgery on Britney Spears to justify his theory of _Britney's boobs are fake,_ spots helpless Trowa>
Quatre: Trowa! My koi! Huk! My uchu no kokoro! <drops to the floor>
ZSQ: Who's hurting my Trowa-chan! <picks up bazooka>
BHG: And who the hell are you? Wearing a pink vest? Are you gay or something?
ZSQ: <narrows eyes> You'll regret that, motherbeeper! <starts to fire various kinds of weapons>
Carson: <looks up while trying to pry Duo off his leg> Jesus Christ! Holy Moses! What the _beep_ is wrong with you people! You guys are destroying my show!
Jin: It sucked already.
Carson: <has shocked look> What!?
Jin: What kind of idiots would want to watch the same videos again and again?
Carson: What the hell? Who do you think you are? You are nothing but a muse!
Jin: <ignores Carson's insult> You know, there is such a thing as rigging the votes?
Nana: <clings to Blink 182> Strip! Strip! Strip!
Blink: Er...
Nana: Come on, sexy papas!
Crowd: What the hell? We want Backstreet Boys! N 'Sync!
Trowa: Oh, shut up. You guys are all fat and ugly.
Wufei: Trowa! Another person who shares my perspective! Justice is claiming this world!
Crowd: How dare you insult our idols! Go get them!
<Bunch of school girls are ready to pounce the G-Boys when Heero Yuy suddenly appeared out of nowhere>
Carson: Now what! Kill him! Kill him!
Heero: <holds up a self destruct> Ninmu... ryoukai.
=End=
NanashiNaNa
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