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This story does not belong to me, it is the property of the author. I don’t intend to insult or cut down the author (even though it might seem like I am.) If any of you readers know this person and know that he/she wants it taken down, feel free to e-mail me. I apologize in advance if this offends anyone. (wouldn’t I make a great corporate lawyer?)

So basically, I don’t own squat, I’m a poor Chinese high school student, I’m sorry for offending anyone, and I did this out of sheer boredom and stress from school.

Warning: I’ve not seen a single episode of MST3K. So beware of inconsistencies galore! Okay, on with the MST!

It was a brisk autumn day and our brave MSTer, Lori, was engaged in a vicious battle with a certain history test.

“Sheep? When the hell did we ever talk about sheep?!” muttered the frustrated Lori under her breath. “This is like a bad nightmare! If there is a Bob, he’ll come and get me to MST!”

“Lori? What are you doing here? Don’t you have Ms. Bell 4th?” gasped a startled Grace as she turned to the person who was making all the noise that was disrupting her essay on the historical significance of the Magna Carta.

Lori turned towards Grace, equally as pale. Then she became angry, how dare Bob pull another one of his stupid dream sequences on them again! She pinched herself to wake up after rolling her eyes at the stupid test she wasn’t actually taking.

“Lori, Lori, are you feeling okay?” asked a voice.

Lori lifted her head and fuzzily tried to locate the source of the voice.

“You must be really sick to fall asleep while writing your essay, do you want to go to the nurse?” asked the voice, louder this time.

“Oh good Bob!” Lori thought, “ I know that shrill voice! But what is that I hear? Concern? That doesn’t sound right…”

The young girl lifted her head from the desk and beheld the awesome sight that was her history test and a strangely concerned teacher. Finally realizing that she actually had a test to take in history and she only had five minutes left, Lori started to sob.

“Oh my god! What am I going to do? I don’t know that historical significance of the Magna Carta!” she wailed.

“It’ll be okay, Lori, you can come in later to make up the test, I don’t mind.” Said the sympathetic teacher.

All of the sudden, the wailing stopped and an eerie silence settled on the room. Lori smirked and pinched herself again. She awoke to find herself sprawled across the MSTing HQ’s couch. Grace was similarly sprawled in the recliner. Lori poked the sleeping girl and she sat up screaming “When the hell did we ever talk about sheep?!”

“MINION LORI! HOW DID YOU KNOW IT WAS A DREAM?!” demanded Bob, TAMLOD, aka Mr. Smith, TOOG.

“It was simple Bobby Boy, once I figured out that I was in Ms. Bell’s history class and that she was actually concerned about me, I knew you slipped up. Ms. Bell doesn’t care about me and there is no way in hell she would let me take a makeup of the test. Do your research next time.” Said Lori.

“JUST FOR THAT REMARK MINION, I’LL GIVE YOU A NASTY ONE TODAY!!!! MWA HAHAHA!”

“I wonder how Bob was able to put that double layered dream into our heads.” Muttered Lori as the evil laughter faded.

“Well, we were so tired from studying for that last minute test that we were susceptible to the evil dream.” Explained Grace.

“That makes sense.” Said Lori as she put some popcorn into the microwave. “So what are you doing for Thanksgiving?”

The two girls chatted excitedly about the vacation as they walked toward the theater.

BOTH: We have fanfiction sign!!!

DOORS

Door 1: It is a wall of TV’s, each with a different channel, each covering the situation in Florida. You feel a wave of nausea at the political stalemate and walk off before your ears fall off.

Door 2: It is a curtain hanging in a doorway. It looks innocent enough so you take a peek behind it. You then see a scene of fighting pilgrims and Indians. You are frightened by the pilgrims yelling something about heathens and leave when the beginnings of a food fight start.

Door 3: From afar, it appears to be a computer in front of a regular door. You squeal in delight and run to the computer to get in your much needed surfing time. You happily sit down until you realize it’s one of the crappiest computers you’ve ever used. Upon closer inspection, you notice that this is the kind of computer you use at school. You kick the stupid piece of junk for taking 3 whole minutes to read a disk and move on.

Door 4: This one is actually a door, but it is made of matches. You can’t seem to find a doorknob so you move one, but not before grabbing a couple of matches.

Door 5: It is another collage door. This time the door is plastered with the schedule for finals. You curse the fates because your lighter is at home on the nightstand. But then you utter a quick apology when you realize that you have those matches from the last door. You make quick use of them but can’t bring yourself to walk through the ash of something that has anything even remotely related to finals so you move on.

Door 6: You’ve done it! You’ve finally found an actual door! Wood, hinges, and a doorknob. Yes, it is plain except that it is covered by a white piece of paper. You contemplate this for a while until you see a box of crayons on the floor. You take a quick minute to do something relaxing: drawing a picture of Bob and then a circle with a slash through it. Feeling you’ve had your fun, you enter through the door.

Grace: Hey, you know what I noticed, Bob didn’t really say much today. I wonder what’s up?

Lori: Hmm, we’ll find out later. And I still can’t believe we have to sit through this crap again.

Brothers:Digimon Mini Series 1

Lori: ::groans:: Oh great, not the massive retarded crossover fic! Man this one sucks apples!

Grace: Yeah, the title doesn’t even fit the story! I haven’t seen TK and Matt together once!

By PikaFlash Ash/???

Grace: TogepiFlash Misty/???

Lori: Why are you asking us? You’re the author.

Disclaimers:All characters, cast, scenes, stuff and music belong to their respective

owners....

*Note:This happened after my crossover fic where Tai and the others fought with the Pokemon

Team.......*

Lori: …and everybody died a horrible bloody death so there really is no fic for you to read….

Grace: ….and then, realizing their fighting wouldn’t solve anything, they sat down to a nice thanksgiving dinner…

Recalling the past

Grace: …is a difficult task for a mental patient such as I.

if no one ever read my earlier fic:

Lori: You can count on that one, author-san…

Matt is 18 yrs old now(The only person who's age we know cause it was his birthday)....

Grace: Well, in theory, you could take the difference of the age between Matt and each of the others, subtract it from the number—

Lori: ::smacks Grace on the arm:: No math talk Grace! It’s holiday time. Thinking bad!

Grace: ::sweatdrops::

Izzy was killed by Ash after an overload of his energy powers....

Lori:…exploded the battery in the back of his neck…

Grace: So that’s how they get them to be hyper like that!

TK has corrected Goku's "Fighting Spirit Bomb" attack....

Lori: <as TK> No, no, no, Goku. Here, you hold out your hands like this and say KAME HAME HAAAAAA!

Grace: <As Goku> Like this? Kame Hame Ha!

Lori: <TK> No! With more feeling! You emotions give the “fighting spirit bomb” power!

Grace:<Goku> ::whining:: I just can’t do it! I give up!

Sora dissappeared as her contract with Salior Mars is still in effect....

Both: ::look at each other:: Nah….

Kari and Tai have learnt that they are from a bloodline where they are evil and they can stop

time....

Grace: Man! Maybe we should recruit them to stop time before each of Ms. Bell’s tests!

Lori: Or at least before Bob sends us to MST a continuation of this fic….

under the name of Kamiya....

Lori: …there was Tokugawa… the third shogunate. Then, under Tokugawa, there were vassals, many of them, each vying for feudal power in this –

Grace: ::punches Lori on the arm without taking her eyes off the screen::

Lori: ::rubbing her arm:: Itai….

Joe somehow has got a broken arm after Pikachu's Hyper Beam attack....

Grace: …but the results were inconclusive so they took a vote, but the count was too close, so the side saying he got the break from the energy levels hitting his arm called for a recount.

Lori: …but then the side that said the break came from the invisible photon waves accused the first side of cheating during the recount….

Grace: …so then the side that didn’t really care about Joe, bombed the two other sides and the world rejoiced….

Lori: Ladies and gentlemen, the Presidential Parody 2000 Riff!

Mimi didn't know about Izzy's death....yet....

Grace: …because the author still hadn’t cleaned a path through the dots yet…

Lori: Wait a minute! Isn’t this the second one? Didn’t Matt go tell Mimi in the last one?!

Both: Consistency people!

The Digimons are still in the real world....

Lori: …scaring the crap out of the cast and crew in Seattle.

Part 2:Ambushed.......

Grace: ::gapes at the line:: You mean ALL that stuff before wasn’t the story?!

Lori: Oh lord! This is gonna be a long chapter.

Trunks was reporting to Vegeta about what happened......

Lori: <as Trunks> Like, oh my gawd! Then TK totally, like told that other girl to buzz off! It was like so oh my gawd! Then he did like the totally sweetest thing!

Grace: <as Vegeta> Like let me guess! He kissed Kari? No! Like that’s so totally sweet!

Vegeta:So....it seems like pig headed Matt seems to have a soft spot for a little girl......

Grace: That’s so nasty! Doesn’t that sound kinda… lecherous in a nasty way?

hmmm, that's what I need....

Lori: What? Viagra? So you can get yourself a young gir—

Grace: ::after inserting a bar of soap in Lori’s mouth:: That was so wrong, Lori!

HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!

Grace: ::glaring at the gagged Lori:: Have you been making friends?

Matt was walking in the rain again, as he was remembering the last time he was fighting,

Ash,

Storm,

Lori: ::with mouth open so wide that the soap falls out, gaping:: Wha….

Grace: Ack! Horrible flashback of X-men the movie MSTs!

Mewtwo and Evil Tai......when he remembered TK.......and the proposal of the battle.....

Matt:Ok, TK, Tai, Kari, Joe, I'm coming to help you fight Vegeta!!!!

Grace: I don’t see anyone….

Lori: Maybe author-san just forgot to include the part about their being there.

I've just found my

reason to live,

Grace: <as Matt> ::with hearts in his eyes:: CHOCOLATE!

Lori: <as Grace> Hey! Get away from my reason to live!

Grace: ::seething:: How dare you use me in a riff!

Lori: ::holds up a victory sign before being bopped on the head:: Oroooorooooo….

and it's to stop Vegeta from continueing his evil schemes!!!!!

Then some men started to attack Matt......

Lori: Wow, they must be in New York!

Grace: Hey, mayor Gulliani has done a wonderful job in cleaning up the crime in the city…

Lori: ::sweatdrop:: Yeah….

Matt:It's Vegeta's men!!!!

Grace: Vegeta’s a pimp?

Lori: ::giggles as she pictures Vegeta in pimp wear::

Matt was having trouble fighting them but luckily, they wern't strong enough to overpower

him......

Lori: Lori was having trouble fighting the powerful urges to barf on the fic but luckily, they weren’t strong enough to overpower her ::insert trail of dots here::

Then Vegeta comes in......

Grace: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Lori: What? Grace! What’s wrong?! Vegeta’s not in the theater! Don’t worry!

Grace: That’s not what I was screaming about!

Lori: ::slightly scared:: Then what were you screaming about?

Grace: ::with trembling finger pointing at the screen:: The change in verb tense!

Lori: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Vegeta:You've just met my Force,

Lori: <as Luke Skywalker> Yeah saiyan-shrimp? Meet MY FORCE!

Grace: <as Yoda> Use the force Luke! Kick his scrawny ass!

whom I trained for 2 years

Grace: Hey, didn’t it only take Luke a couple of weeks to learn to use the force?

Lori: Yeah, but doesn’t the force have something to do with stuff in your blood?

.......attack him!!!!!(Dissappears)

Matt:HA, that's nothing.....Power....BUSTER!!!!(Punches the ground, creating an earthquake

that KOed all the soliders........

Lori: HA, that’s nothing… Block…BUSTER!!!! (throws blue video boxes at the soldiers which render them unconscious)

Grace: HA, that’s nothing… Dust… BUSTER!!!! (punches the ground, creating a huge cloud of dust that suffocates the soldiers)

At Tai's place......

Lori: …in the basement, there was a wild rave going on, when suddenly, everyone OD’d on drugs (including author-san) and the fic ended!

TK:It's Matt!!!

Matt entered the house.....

Grace: Woah, TK has ESP!

Lori: <as TK> I see dead people….

Grace: That made about as much sense as this fic.

Lori: ::glares:: Hey, I’m kinda rusty, so sue me!

TK:What happened?

Matt:Ambushed by Vegeta's Men, but they're nothing to me......

Lori: <as Vegeta’s men> ::with tears in their eyes:: B-but Matt-sama! Please! Give us another chance! Can’t you see we love you?

Grace: <as Matt> Hn, I could care less, I’ve moved on.

Tai:It's time.....

TK:For what?

Matt:To have out revenge on Vegeta......

TK:Right!!!

Grace: Oh, yeah, he REALLY wants revenge on Vegeta…

Matt:Tai, Kari and Joe, go get the Digimons.....

Lori: Hey, who died and made Matt king?

Grace: Maybe the guy that gave him the ::chokes:: “power buster” attack….

Tai:Right....

Grace: <as Tai> …like I’m really going to listen to you! I’m the leader here! Not you!

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Lori: No wait Grace! The solid line means we can’t pass from this side! Ack! GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!!!!!

Grace: …

Lori: I see you’ve picked up author-san’s affinity for the dots.

Grace: These bad fics have suck abrupt endings! It’s annoying!

Lori: Hey just be glad that author-san didn’t put any closing notes, if he had, we would’ve been here all day!

Grace: Well, nothing really happened in this episode, the plot just got worse!

Lori: Yeah, and the characters get more and more confusing!

The two girls exited the theater to await Bob’s ranting.

“SO MINIONS, HOW DID YOU LIKE YOUR DIGIMON FIC?”

“You know, this one isn’t that bad. It’s just really annoying, kinda like a dull ache in your side… or like you.” Quipped Lori.

“SO, GETTING OUT OF MY CLASS HAS MADE YOU MORE INSOLENT. HMM, I’LL QUICKLY REMEDY THAT! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Grace was going to chastise Lori but the doorbell suddenly rang. Lori, knowing it was her punishment from Bob, but more scared of Grace than Bob, ran to the door to answer.

“Bring it on Mr. Smith.” Lori muttered as she opened the door to reveal a rabid angry mob.

“Hell no, we won’t go! Don’t cook turkeys, just bake dough!” yelled the mob in unison.

Lori and Grace sweatdropped at the slogan of the group. The two MSTers gathered from the signs that this was the infamous POTABOBA (the protection of turkeys and baking of bread association) that all turkey farmers feared. They leered dangerously at the girls, assessing the enemy closely. The head of the protest stepped forward and addressed the shuddering girls.

“We received a tip that you are keeping stashes of frozen turkey to eat on Thanksgiving. Hand them over immediately!” he bellowed.

Grace put on her most innocent smile and said sweetly, “I’m sorry, that must have been a prank caller because all we have for Thanksgiving this year is a tofu turkey.” She raised a pan of the turkey.

The turkey pro-lifers paled and they were gone in an instant. Lori turned to Grace with stars in her eyes.

“Wow Grace! That was so cool! Did you see them run? You’re so smart! But, uh, could you do me a favor and NEVER bring out that cursed tofu turkey EVER again?”

Grace smiled and said, as she closed the door to MSTing HQ, “Fine with me! Now where’s the real meat?”

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