ANIME CONVENTION!! Sunday-The LAST Day!

::Cut to-The Parking lot, where the camera pans the various forms of vehicles parked there. The camera stops at a certain section of the lot which has been labeled "mecha only" by a large official looking sign. The camera focuses in on three figures standing beside an Evangelion and two old school Gundams that are clearly from the first series, Mobile Suit Gundam.::

Kaowru-::with a competitive grin:: My mecha is bigger than you guy's mecha.

Amaro and Char-::glare::

*Cut to-A room with a sign hanging above it marked "SD Workshop-Learn how to go chibi/super deformed in just three simple steps!". Inside there is a large crowd of otaku and characters. At the front of the room, a man is speaking::

Man-Now, going SD is really much easier than it seems. To achieve even the most crazy-looking SD or the most kawaii chibi expression, one must simply be willing to allow their emotions to distort their actual appearance.

::There are nods and murmurs of understanding from the audience::

Man-So now let me introduce our guest speaker, who will teach all of you the basics of going SD today! Chichiri-san (Fushigi Yuugi), will you please step forward?

Chichiri-DAAAA!!!! ::In his most adorable chibi form::

::Scattered applause::

Chichiri-Now then, who am I going to help learn how to go SD today no da?

Catherine Bloom- ::from the audience:: Here! Over here, pick Trowa!!

Trowa-::going pale:: Hey now, hold on a second…!

Kotori-Seriously, that guy has less of a personality than Fuma.

Fuma-Hey!

Vincent-Or me.

Yuffie-True 'dat.

Catherine-Yeah if he can teach Trowa to show some emotion, he can do ANYTHING!

Chichiri-Alright then, no da!!

::Trowa is forced up onstage. Chichiri plops him down on a stool, where he sits, stiff and expressionless.::

Chichiri-Now, the trick is not to worry or think about what you're doing too much, no da. Just try and let your natural insanity take control, no da!

::The crowd cracks up. There are mutters of "Natural insanity? Trowa?? Don't make me laugh!!". Trowa, if anything, looks even stiffer.::

Chrichiri-Ok! Ready?

Trowa-No.

Chichiri-Good, no da! So, on the count of three, think of something really scary, but try and magnify your emotions of fear at least 3 fold, no da. One…two…THREE!

Trowa-…

Audience-…

::Chichiri sweatdrops and falls over in exasperation.::

Chichiri-This might be a little harder than I thought, no da…

*Cut back to-The Buffet Table*

::Miaka and Legato are *still* plowing through the seemingly endless supply of various dishes and desserts. Suddenly, their feeding frenzy is interrupted by a voice…::

Voice-Stop right there!

::The two look up, annoyance registering plainly on their faces. Before them stands Sailor Moon (Salior Moon) and Son Goku (DBZ), both attempting to look noble and determined, and failing utterly.::

Sailor Moon-I've watched you two stuff your faces for three days now, and enough is enough! Its time for you to back off and let some other people eat!

Goku-Yeah, its not like you guys are the only two pigs with bottomless pits for stomachs around here!

::Miaka and Lega are not impressed::

Sailor Moon-And so, in the name of the moon…I shall punish you!!

Goku-Me too!

::both strike fighter's stances::

::Miaka and Legato stare::

Legato-Pathetic amateurs.

::Miaka and Lega leap from the table and attack!::

Miaka-This is for calling me a pig!

::Miaka hits Sailor Moon over the head with a soup ladle::

Miaka-And THIS is for insulting me by bringing me down to your level!!

::Miaka bitch-slaps Sailor Moon.::

Miaka-And THIS is for STEALING MY HAIRSTYLE!!!!

::Miaka grabs onto Sailor Moon's head and rips out a chunk of her hair::

::Sailor Moon falls to the ground and cries annoyingly.

Meanwhile, Goku and Legato face off.::

Goku-OK! Time to power up!!

::Goku balls his hands into fists and yells in his usual attempt to look impressive. However, also as usual, he only succeeds in convincing the audience that he must be constipated or something. Blue and yellow light begins to flicker around him::

Legato-…

::Goku continues his power charge. Legato looks at his watch.::

Goku-RAAAAAGH!!!!!! Almost…there…!!

::Legato taps his foot impatiently::

Goku-::throwing his arms up over his head:: SPIRIT BO--

::Legato breaks Goku's neck with one flick of his wrist.::

Goku-gurgle!!! Errgh…

::Goku falls to the ground in a puddle of blood. Legato looks over to where Miaka is. She has successfully gutted Sailor Moon with a plastic spork. She grins at Legato, who blinks, and after a moment, treats her with a small smile.::

Miaka-YAAAY! WE WIN!!!

Legato-…

::The two high five, then turn back to the table and continue to stuff themselves.::

::Scene shifts to the Game Room. Millions Knives (Trigun) and San are leaning against the far wall, with their arms crossed, identical expressions of disgust written on their faces as they watch the various guests enjoy themselves at the different game councils.::

Knives-I HATE humans.

San-::looks up in surprise:: you too?

Knives-Yeah…their so pathetic…

San-::chiming in:: and wasteful…

Knives-And foolish!

San-And smelly!

Knives and San-And and complete waste of life!! ::they both look at each other with surprise and growing interest::

Knives-so…uh…::blushing:: what's your name?

San-::shyly:: San…

Knives-Well then…San…wanna um…go out for some ice cream…or something…? ::crosses his fingers::

San-Sure!

::they walk off arm in arm::

*Meanwhile in the dealer's rooms…*

::Sitting at a table in the corner, sipping some cool drinks and speaking quietly amongst themselves are Sephiroth (FF7), Mousse (Ranma), Allen Shazarde (Escaflowne), Zechs Marquies (Gundam W), and Hotohori (Fushigi Yuugi). They all chuckle at a joke that Mousse has just apparently told.::

Mouse-Yeah…but do you know what else I've noticed lately?

Zechs-What?

Mousse-Have you ever noticed that it seems like no matter what anime you watch, it's always the male characters with the extremely long hair that have the tragic pasts and hidden problems?

Hotohori-Really? I could have sworn it was just because we're so much more fashion conscious than everyone else.

Mousse-Well, that too. But just think about it! I really think that it's actually a common pattern, and not just a fluke. ::seeing some of the other's skeptical faces, he adds:: Ok then, lets test my theory. Number one. Me. I spent my whole life constantly being spurned by the love of my life, Shampoo. My desperate attempts to get closer to her have always been hindered by my poor vision, AND to top it all off…every time you hit me with cold water, I become a DUCK of all things!!! And so…I have long perfect hair.

Hotohori-Wow, I feel for you man!! The woman I love keeps rejecting me for some poverty-stricken barbaric and abusive slob too! And, to make matters worse…::sniffles:: my parents died when I was very young, leaving me to run the entire empire by myself!!

Mousse-Thus, your hair is long, perfect, and equally magnetic to scores of rabid fangirls.

::The others nod, beginning to see the connection::

Mousse-What about you, Allen?

Hotohori-Yeah, what's your reason for the golden tresses?

Allen-Well don't even get me started on my dad…but…my sister was kidnapped when we were just children, and my mother died soon after…then after being involved in several messy affairs I finally think I find the woman of MY dreams…then she runs off with the other lead guy in the show…and to make matters worse I get reunited with my sister only to find that she's had a sex change!!

Hotohori-burn.

Allen-yup.

::They all turn to Sephiroth. He drains the last of his beverage and closes his eyes before speaking.::

Sephiroth-Well, first off, my father is a mad scientist workaholic who decides that instead of even attempting to raise his son, he's rather do some experiments on him to see if he can turn him into a perfect soldier. So after years of rigorous training I finally uncover the truth behind my past, I inevitably have a mental breakdown, go on a killing spree and attempt to destroy the world with a really big rock from outer space.

::The others comfort him. Then they turn to Zechs, who is staring off into space.::

Mousse-Well, what about you, Zechs?

Zechs-I don't wanna talk about it.

Hotohori-Aw, come on, you can do it!

Allen-Give into those feelings!

::Zechs glares at them, then points across the room where Relena is giggling with Rinoa and Ayanami Rei.::

Zechs-I have THAT for a sister!!!

::All sweatdrop::

Sephiroth-Ooh. Sucks to be you, man.

::Cut to-Outside a room with a sign hanging on the door. The sign reads "How to be an Anime Bad-ass Workshop (3:00 pm to 4:30 pm) Guest Speakers-Dark Shinder (Bastard!), Aoshi Shinomori (R Kenshin). The workshop has just ended and guests are filing out of the doors, talking and commenting on the presentation. Manji (Blade of the Immortal) steps outside after Aoshi to find Vegeta (DBZ) standing there, looking pissy as usual.::

Mangi-::in surprise:: Hey! ::Vegeta turns to him:: I'm surprised I didn't see you in there Vegeta.

Vegeta-::his voice dripping with disgust:: Hah! I don't need to go to a workshop to learn how to become bad ass, you fool. I'm already badder than most of the people in this hotel put together!

Manji-::not very convinced:: oh really.

Vegeta-Of course! You dare to doubt the word of the price of all sayins? ::Turns back towards the door and watches Dark Schneider and Jean Starwind (Outlaw Star) exit the room:: Well then, just to prove it to you, I'll bet that I can defeat the next person that walks out of that room without breaking a sweat!

Manji-what'll ya give me if you lose?

Vegeta-Respect.

Manji-whatever. Lets just get this over with.

::They both turn to face the door, waiting expectantly for the next anime bad-ass to leave however…the next one to step through the door is none other than…::

Ryo-oh-ki -Meow!!

::Manji and Vegeta's jaws drop::

Vegeta-YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!!!!

Manji-::laughing hysterically:: Uh-oh! You're really in for it now! How can you ever defeat such a fearsome opponent!? Oh I can't bear to watch! Vegeta, I hope you have insurance!

Ryo-oh-ki-Mrrrow?

Vegeta-Shut up, you! You…you can't actually expect me to lower myself down to such a level!

Manji-Come on, Vegita, a bet's a bet!

Vegeta-This is humiliating. ::trying to ignore Manji's laughter:: hey, you! Carrot breath!

Ryo-oh-ki-Meow?

Vegeta-yeah, I'm talking to you, you little annoying piece of fluff! ::powers up:: your in for the beating of your life time!!!

::The Cabbit's eyes grow wide. Vegeta launches himself at the cabbit, fists held high…::

To be Continued...until my writers block goes away. :p