well, this is the second part of my humorfic. i hope you guys are all 
enjoying it. i sure am. XD i'm not really sure of the direction it's going 
and it's rather random at the moment, but oh well. below i have included a 
censory warning to better fit our politically correct society and also to 
avoid flames for any of the material that i may have placed in my fic.

disclaimer: i do not own any of the anime character that are found in this 
fic, they belong to their designated owners whomever they may be. but if 
they're ever up for sale, this disclaimer is apt to change.

censory warning: if you have problems with any of the following continue at 
your own risk i repeat if you have problems with any of the following 
continue at your own risk :
-bars
-bars being owned by a cat
-bars being owned by a cat who happen to be drunk
-homosexuality
-bars being owned by a cat who happen to be drunk and who also happens to be 
an anime character
-pokemon
-bars being owned by a cat who happens to be drunk and who also happnes to 
be an anime character and who's main business is from anime characters who 
happen to:
     -complain a lot
     -get in bar fights
     -get drunk
     -and other things
-8 balls who talk
-any anime that isn't sailor moon
-fish people getting together with human people
-drunk anime characters
-random moments brought to you by even more random peole
do not read either. that is all. you have been forewarned.

list of special guests (in no particular order):
-the 8 ball
-pikachu from pokemon
-chuchu from revolutionary girl utena
-a random fangirl
-DiCMan and his trusty DiCMan butcher knife

the drunken luna, part 2
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scene: the pool table
the inner senshi, drunk as ever, are still trying to strike fear into the 
heart of the poor little 8 ball. the 8 ball, not budging, they decide to 
transform and show the ball who's boss. surprisingly enough, the 8 ball 
stays cool, calm, and collected among the drunken warriors.
8 ball: <what do they they think? i've never seen drunk, scary people 
before?>

scene: the bar
in an out-of-anime moment, we find pikachu from pokemon and chuchu from 
utena sitting next to each other on barstools (don't ask how they got there, 
you really don't want to know... mainly because the author doesn't know and 
also because she knows better not to know) in what seems to be an ill-fated 
meeting.

chuchu: what are you drinking?

pikachu: pika. <a vodka stinger.>

chuchu: chu. <i prefer screwdrivers personally...>

pikachu: pika. <do you have a problem?>

chuchu: chu. <what? no. i just-...>

pikachu: pika!! <yes! my name is pikachu from that over merchandised cartoon 
show pokemon! that doesn't mean you can mock me!>

chuchu: chu! <i wasn't!>

pikachu: pika! <yes, you were>

chuchu: chu! <no, i wasn't!>

pikachu: pika!! <yes, you -were->

chuchu:chu!! <no, i -wasn't>


scene: the pool table suddenly, the 8 ball has come across something 
it has never seen before. a flash of red and green.

8ball: <it isn't christmas time already is it? ... no wait. it's a pathetic  rose>
the rose wilts.

tux: you shall show proper respect to my drunken girlfriend! *continues on 
with his dorky speech but no one is listening*
sailormoon: *breaks out laughing*

tux: *mouth drops and his rose wilts* usagi!

<<random insert from an even more random fangirl: which rose?

author: which rose do you think?!

rfg: eeeww! you sicko!


...this concluded our totally pointless random insert from an even more 
random fangirl (rfg) brought to you by your local florist company>>


scene: a table
haruka, zoisite, malachite, and molly are still complaining when the three 
starlights come over.

yaten: see! i told you that they were still bitching!

taiki: damn! *hands over a wad of case to seiya and yaten, who are now 
smiling widely*

zoisite: you try being dubbed, and then we'll see who likes it!

seiya: not going to happen, miss.

zoisite: *very agitated* say that again.

seiya: *very delibrately* not. going. to. happen. miss. *zoisite pounces on 
seiya screaming 'i'm a man, goddamnit, i'm a MAN!' while punching him/her*
malachite: *ignoring the sudden fight along with everybody else and looking 
directly at yaten* imagine, if you were dubbed, you're name could be 
sasha...

yaten: *holding head* no! stop!

malachite: sasha!

yaten: *falling to his/her knees in agony* no! anything but that! anything 
but that!

malachite: sasha! sasha! sasha! sasha! *yaten is now screaming in agony* ... 
how do you like that now, mr, i'm-a-popstar-who's-never-going-to-be-dubbed? 
... or should i say, -SASHA-?! *yaten has now become a sobbing ball in a 
corner slowly rocking back and forth while sucking his thumb muttering my 
name's not sasha over and over aain*

taiki: see what you've done!

malachite: *smiling evilly* you're next... *taiki runs away, very very fast*


scene: the bar.

pikachu and chuchu are still fighting...

pikachu: pika!!! <are too!!!>

chuchu: chu!!! <are not!!!>

pikachu: pika!!! <liar!!!>

chuchu: chu! <am not!>

pikachu: pika! <are too!>

chuchu: chu! <no way!>

pikachu: pika! <yes way!>

chuchu: chu! <no way!>

pikachu: pika! <yes way!>

chuchu: chu! <yes way!>

pikachu: pika!! <no way in hell, scumbag!>

chuchu: *smiling* chu! <thought so, mousey-boy>

pikachu: PIKA! <i'm not talking to you any more*

chuchu: *blows a victorious raspberry*


scene: the pool table

fisheye: *suddenly appearing* if you're not going to take him seriously, 
give him to me! *taking tux's arm*

sm: sure, fine with me. he's such a dork... and damn does he whine! he 
doesn't at first and then it's whine, whine, whine. and don't give him any 
either, if you know what i mean because then he's always like 'can we do it 
again, can we do it again?' *tux blushes a deep crimson red*

mars: i thought you were a virgin...

sm: i am! i'm talking about scrabble. if you give him a triple word score 
then he's beside himself and won't shut up and wants to keep on playing for 
the rest of the week!! *everybody sweatdrops and tux feels the last shread 
of his male diginity be torn to pieces*

fisheye: whatever... *takes tux's hand* come with me tuxy-poo and bring that 
wilted rose of yours, if you know what i mean...
*the two start to exit but are suddenly stopped by the evil, archnemisis 
DicMan (tm)!*

DicMan: stop! i cannot allow this! not only are you both male, and godforbid 
our children are ever exposed to seperate species to "mingle" in such a 
manner on a prime tv show for kids! *everyone sweatdrops*

tux: seperate species... wha?

DiCMan: it is absolutely prohibited that fish people and that human people 
have sexual relations of any kind! i mean, think of the children!
fisheye: there won't be. we're both guys...

DiCMan: no, not them! them! *points to the audence* god forbid that 
america's youth is ever exposed to homosexuality and two species getting 
jiggy with it! *everyone sweatdrops*
*takes out his DicMan Butcherknife (tm) and starts hacking all over the 
place and the screams of many can be heard. yaten, is the only one not 
screaming, because he is still rocking back and forth declaring to himself 
that his name is not sasha...*


a few moments later...

DicMan: *holding up a pocket watch and swinging it back and forth* this fic 
never happened... this fic never happened... this fic never happened...

8ball: <sure as hell it did>

DicMan: *takes out his DicMan Butcherknife (tm) and the 8 ball is no more. 
he continues to swing the pendulum back and forth* this fic never 
happened... this fic never happened...


nebula, ....who is wondering where she is going with this