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Who Can It Be Now?

by ValentineRevenge 1 Reviews

Introducing guest commentators & finally back from long Hiatus.

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Crossover,Humor - Characters: Bob Bryar,Frank Iero,Ray Toro - Warnings: [V] [?] - Published: 2011/02/22 - Updated: 2011/02/23 - 1133 words

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Nnoitra: You dragged me into this shit?

ValentineRevenge: Yes, now go get me my tea.

Nnoitra: --grumbles and shuffles off--

ValentineRevenge: Now that the over-grown spoon from Bleach has left us to go make me some really crappy tea, I will once again introduce-

Szayel: AHEM!

ValentineRevenge: What do you want Szayel?

Szayel: Why can't I star in this story?

ValentineRevenge: Because it's a My Chemical Romance story...

Szayel: And yer point?

ValentineRevenge: You're from Bleach.

Szayel: Nasty, discriminating Authoress! --breaks into dramatic sobs--

ValentineRevenge: But you can be one of my commentators and do my disclaimer and author's notes.

Szayel: That means I get to say whatever I want in this story whenever I want right?

ValentineRevenge: Yes, as soon as you do my disclaimer.

Szayel: Gladly! --squees-- I, along with Nnoitra, Grimmjow, Ulquiorra, Gin, Tosen, are from Bleach. Bleach is NOT owned by ValentineRevenge. Bleach is owned by some guy named Tite Kubo, who has the tendency to make the series focus on this orange-haired bag o douche-

Haruhi2034: That's my cuss word!

Szayel: Yeah, whatever, as I was saying, bag o douche and this girl with huge bewbs.

Nnoitra: --Shuffles in with tea-- did I hear bewbs?

ValentineRevenge,Szayel, Haruhi2034: Pervert.

Nnoitra: What?

Szayel: Continuing on VR's disclaimer, she doesn't own My Chemical Romance either. She also apologizes sincerely-

ValentineRevenge: I gotta say this part myself Szay. Sorry. But I sincerely apologize for the long absence. My muse entirely died. So I had to wait till it came back for me to be able to write something. And it finally came back with a vengeance. When I was sick and had no internet. :/ Carry on Szay.

Szayel: So anyways, she's made some amazing improvements to her stories!

ValentineRevenge: Mainly by having guest-commentators, who are generally from different series.

Szayel: Yeah, before I forget, Haruhi2034 is an artist from deviantArt, who pretty much owns ValentineRevenge-

ValentineRevenge: Way to rub it in....

Szayel: and Haruhi2034 owns herself.

Haruhi2034: And GrimmUlqui!

ValentineRevenge: You wish. Tite Kubo owns them...

Haruhi2034: :(

ValentineRevenge: On to the story! Reviews are highly requested, especially since I added the commentators. I hope this makes it funnier for you to read. Consider it that the story is unfolding, and there's the writer in the background. Then there's the people that breeze through the writer's office and harass her. The comments show exactly what is happening behind the scenes.

Haruhi2034: Like yaoi!

ValentineRevenge: Shaddup.

Haruhi2034: Why?!?

ValentineRevenge: Spoon!

Nnoitra: Merh. --Throws Haruhi2034 in garbage can-- Now STFU so these VR can write for these bitches.

Frankie Iero: --Pops head out of garbage can-- Hey who threw that in here?!? That hurt!

ValentineRevenge: Sorry Frankie! And Nnoi, they are my loyal readers. NOT bitches...

Nnoitra: Whatever, I'm gonna go read some porn.

ValentineRevenge: Good Riddance!




Upon hearing the knocking at the door of the tomb, Bob Bryar's first thought was

Grimmjow: Who the motherfucking

Ulquiorra & Szayel: --facepalm-- here we go again

Grimmjow: cocksucking, pussylicking, ass kissing, whore fucking, slutty, skanky, whorish, double vagina, inside out penis, shit eating, lemon faced, cootie infested, piss drinking, shit faced,

Haruhi2034: --climbs out of Garbage can-- that hurt! Stupid pedo-spoon.

Grimmjow: hairy ass, motherfucker, fatass, dumbass, Ulquiorra's pussy,

Ulquiorra: I am MALE! I do not have a vaginal-

ValentineRevenge: Shut it everyone!

Grimmjow: arse over tit, arse over elbow, fucktarded, nimroditis, asshole, arsing around, fucking, jack off, jerk off, fuck off

Tosen: This much cursing is a lack of JUSTICE!

Grimmjow: Suck it! Fucking fuckedy fucker fuck is it at this late hour.

ValentineRevenge: Thank you for the colorful language to describe that, Jaegerjaques, I now feel like Lennon on acid. Seeing all these colors.

Tosen: Pretty colors! Justice!

Everyone: You're blind Tosen...

Tosen: Justice!

Haruhi2034: --nosebleed--


'who the hell is knocking on the door of a tomb at 11 at night?'

Tosen: Non-colored language! Justice!

Gin: --head-desks-- How should ah say this... Ya probably haven't noticed, but ya ah colored ya kno'!

Tosen: Colored! Justice!

Ray looked up from over in his own coffin where Frankie was happily snoring away on his stomach. "You'll have to get that." Ray said apologetically. Bob sighed, before replying, "But I got it the last time!" Ray rolled his eyes, before freeing his arm and pointing at his gut awkwardly, and said, "Firstly, the last time was a few months ago, it's not like we order pizza or anything. Besides the fact, what do you want me to do about this?" Emphasizing his words with several pokes to Frank's side. Frank merely snored louder.

Tosen: Snoring! Justice!

Bob sat up fully in his coffin, scratching his short-cropped blonde hair, before climbing stiffly out of the coffin in the way that only those who are still half asleep can.

Nnoitra: I just realized this is the first Ficwad fic that you invited us to comment on!

ValentineRevenge: I'm about to uninvite you in a second if you don't stop interrupting me...

Szayel: Beware! It's the vampire hunters! Run Bob, run!

Nnoitra: --opens eye extremely wide, and munches popcorn--

Tosen: Popcorn! Justice!


Scratching his bum sleepily, Bob shuffled across the floor, trying to avoid tripping over the scattered coffins from Frank's earlier exploits. Coming to the entrance of the tomb, he slid the heavy marble door open with ease, aided by the fact that it was pissing down outside, only to be tackled onto his back by a force from outside.

Nnoitra: --faints--

Tosen: Fainting Spoons! Justice!

Szayel: Damn spoon. Fainting. Well sorry to leave you kids with a cliff-hanger, especially since this chapter was more commentating than actual story. But we do have an excuse! Nnoi fainted, Tosen won't STFU already about justice, VR is sick, and has a writers block and people keep interrupting her.

ValentineRevenge: Yep, nasty writers block and I just wanna get something out there fore my computer dies again to prove I'm not dead, and neither is this fic.

Szayel: Yeah... --scratches head-- We're wondering if anyone is actually still reading this story since it's been so long since it's updated. Sorry we only left ya with like 2 paragraphs of actual story, and a shitload of us commenting on it. Review, let us know that this story is still being read, and what you think of it so far. Tell us if we should continue commenting, albeit in lesser doses than this. Let us know if you want to be a special guest commentator for the next chapter, and what you think Bob got tackled by.

ValentineRevenge: Yeah, if you want to be a guest commentator, make sure you include something to let us know how you want to sound, such as sarcasm. :)

ILY all, sorry for the lousy chapter, but we keep having power surges that kills whatever I was typing at the moment...
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