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Ginga GIRI GIRI! The Universe is in Danger!
By SSJ Heero (http://animenext.knorf.net)
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- OPENING SONG: That song that always plays at the beginning of Lord of the Rings -

---- Recap ----

[Chibi characters of the six appear in the foreground as scenes from the last episode play
in the background. Though, you can't see 'cause this is text. Haha!]

SSJ: LAST TIME! ON GINGA GIRI GIRI!

Amiko: The Lord of the Rings is completely ruined!

Kensou: We are all separated by Sauron and Rantmon and scattered throughout Middle Earth.

Cindy: I awoke in Frodo's place and learned of The One Spatula.

TM: I meet Cindy in Bree and take down a Nazgul while in my Spinel form.

Davis: So they fight almost 88 orcs and go. So, on with the show!

---- Chapter 55: The Fellowship of the Spatula ----

There was the familiar clop-clop sound passing over the hills. It went past the fields and
trees and rocks. It headed east, past Weathertop and straight to Rivendell. Such was the
journey of Cindy, TM, Gandalf, Aragorn, and the Hobbits, coconut banging bishounen and
bishoujo following.

They saw the gigantic city rise up from the distance, beautifully crafted with many
polygons since it was a computer game. But in any case, the leaves fell from all around as
Cindy and company walked on from Bree to Rivendell.

They entered with no fanfare or chorus, save for the excited gasps of the elves and
citizens recognizing the Outlaws with the old Fellowship. They, however, never noticed the
golden spatula hanging from a chain about Cindy's neck, with her Elvin cloak on and
everything.

They did receive a warm enough welcome from Elrond, though, who met them all and said,
"Greetings, travelers. I know you have traveled long and hard-"

"We started just a couple of hours ago," interrupted TM.

Elrond ignored the boy and continued, "We will all be glad to assist you. For now, do rest
and I'll see what I can do about anything you need."

The group exchanged glances. They didn't really need interruptions right then and there,
nor were they really tired. They just needed to find the rest of their crew before they set
off again. Cindy then turned to Elrond. She asked, "Could you send out word for our
friends?"

Elrond nodded. "Yes, we shall." They all then bowed and Cindy and TM were led to their
rooms as Gandalf met with Elrond.

"Quite an interesting party," said Elrond as he looked over the brilliant city. Gandalf
nodded in reply as Elrond continued, "You are all in luck, Gimli, son of Gloin, and the
elves of Mirkwood are moving."

"We'll need to go soon," Gandalf said, "Because the author wants us to hurry up and get to
the point. We can't stay here for long."

"Yes, yes," Elrond replied. "The Dark Lord will be faster this time. We need to move
quickly."

"First thing we need," said Gandalf, "is to know the movement of Sauron's forces. After
that, we need to find a route that will get us to Mount Doom as fast as possible without
being found."

The two were silent. They looked over the city, struggling to think of a path into Mount
Doom. Nothing moved between the two. No sound came from them. They shoved their brains in
order to get a thought moving, but no good. Finally, Elrond just suggested, "How about just
following the path you used last time?"

Gandalf sighed, "It seems to be the only way."

The day passed, and they were all gathered again. Their party was made: TM, Cindy, Gandalf,
Aragorn, Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pippin. So was the Eight, one for each of the remaining
Nazgul. "You all are now the Fellowship of the Spatula!" announced Elrond to the Eight,
lined up before him.

"Spatula?" TM muttered. He then turned to Cindy and asked, "What spatula?"

Cindy sheepishly smiled and revealed the One Spatula tied around her neck. Suddenly, there
was the familiar sound of the bishie ball opening and letting one of TM's bishoujo out.
Ukyo, long forgotten until the author reread Chapter 13, came out and exclaimed in
surprise, "Holy! How the Heck do you have THAT?!"

Cindy paused, surprised at her appearance. "Huh?"

Ukyo went close, reaching for the Spatula. "Oh, this... I can make the BEST DAMN
okonomiyaki ever with this thing! Give it to me, please?!" Ukyo pleaded with Cindy. Cindy
shot Ukyo a glance, but felt some strange attraction to the Spatula. She felt like she
didn't want to give it up.

"No!" Cindy yelled back as she edged away from Ukyo. She then caught her error and added,
"Sorry, but I would rather not slow down any longer. Let's go." Ukyo pouted and disappeared
within TM's bishie ball.

Cindy then felt Mokona land on her shoulder. She looked at it; Mokona was always smiling.
"What's going on with me?" she asked.

"Puuuuu," it unenthusiastically replied. ("I'm not sure...")

***

Meanwhile, SSJ and Momo had caused quite a stir with their arrival at Minas Tirith. As
Faramir sat in his throne looking upon SSJ stuff himself with food, he couldn't figure how
the boy seemed to be unharmed, besides being the author and all.

Momo and King Faramir (Denethor did catch on fire and fall off his balcony) sweatdropped as
SSJ picked up a whole chicken animal and stripped it of the meat in one fowl swoop. He
tossed away the skeleton as he went on to the bananas and grapes. Momo whispered, "Maybe
you should calm down, SSJ."

SSJ paused in his indulgence and looked at Momo. He looked down at the whole pineapple he
was about to eat. After chewing it and swallowing it, spines and all, he finally said,
"Okay then."

"Did you just eat a whole pineapple?" Momo asked in awe.

"I guess so," replied SSJ, sure that he was full. He then looked up at Faramir, seeing the
king sighing. "Okay," SSJ began, "Why did you call us here?"

Faramir cleared his throat, and the table before Momo and SSJ was taken away. They sat
before Faramir, listening intently as he explained, "You must quickly move out. Gondor is
close to Mordor and has been infiltrated by orcs, as you can imagine. Orcs are not the same
as you may imagine. They have evolved past simple plunderers and warmongers. They have
become quite sophisticated."

"Sophisticated?" Momo repeated. She then looked at SSJ, and then asked, "What do you mean
by that? That seems to be contradictory."

"I mean this," said Faramir as he took up a spear. SSJ and Momo were taken aback to see him
throw it straight at the ceiling far above. There was a squeal of pain and a painful sound
of the spear striking flesh. The dead body of an orc dressed in black crashed into the
floor just before SSJ and Momo. They were surprised, to say the least.

"Ninja orcs?!" SSJ yelled.

"Yes," said Faramir. "Precisely. They have taken up job classes after playing Dungeons and
Dragons, so they have become quite diverse." SSJ did not know what to say of that.

He then realized something. "Shit," he swore. "We're not safe while we're here, then... Or
anywhere in Middle Earth. We must go." He then pulled Momo to her feet and made way for the
door.

Only then did he hear a voice behind him, "I'm afraid we can't let that happen..."

SSJ froze. He was stricken by fear, realizing the voice was Faramir's, yet was different in
some strange way... He turned to face Faramir. Momo looked at SSJ, seeing him suddenly
completely serious. She then saw Faramir and her breath faltered.

His eyes became pure white. He slowly picked up his sword and stepped towards the two. He
muttered as he approached, "You have caused us a lot of grief, boy."

Momo thought, 'Us...?' Momo turned to SSJ, who too was puzzled over Faramir's change in
attitude. "Faramir-san," she began. "What happened to you?!"

"What happened to him, huh?" Faramir smiled. "It's not what happened to him, but what
happened to US."

SSJ moved in front of Momo, cursing that he couldn't get his sword now. It was back
outside, and with Faramir as he was, they wouldn't give it back. He then recalled
something. Back to Naraku's palace, Cell yelled a peculiar thing, "Stop puppeteering me!"

He then knew what was happening. He yelled, "Let go of him, Sauron!"

The doors behind the two suddenly burst open, spears and swords came through with guards at
the sound of the Dark Lord's name. "Where is he?!" They all yelled in unison as they
surrounded SSJ and looked about the room.

Faramir interrupted, "Relax, men. The boy is-"

"Sauron's controlling Faramir!" SSJ yelled as he pointed at the king. There was a wave of
surprised shouts as the guards turned to Faramir, seeing his eyes and the folds in his skin.

"Don't listen to the boy," Faramir commanded. "He is a rebellious child trying to rile up
trouble, actively working against us." The soldiers were suddenly torn between SSJ and
their King. They weren't stupid; they could tell that it wasn't Faramir's mind. But, it was
still Faramir they would have to harm.

They then realized SSJ was gone. He had disappeared in the confusion. They heard his voice
yell, "GET OUT!" They turned to Faramir just in time to see SSJ about to strike Faramir.
Knowing their allegiance still, they quickly dashed to him and stopped him just before he
reached Faramir. They grabbed his arms and legs. SSJ struggled to move. He finally pulled
his head back and yelled, "YOU BASTARD!"

SSJ threw his head forward and slammed it straight into Faramir's own. The soldiers were
taken by fear and threw SSJ back to Momo. Momo caught him as he skidded back, and the two
looked up at the king. The soldiers turned to Faramir, who collapsed to the ground and
rubbed his head. He groaned and looked up at the soldiers. They were relieved to see his
eye color back again.

Faramir turned to SSJ, "Thank you, but as you can see, I'm not safe from Sauron's power.
You must escape from here." Upon finishing, he realized SSJ and Momo had left already.

He thought he heard SSJ yell back, "Way ahead of you," as two bodies dashed out of the
walls of Gondor.

***

Meanwhile, the Fellowship made their way to the entrance of Moria. Quite fast, considering
they traveled more than a couple hundred miles on foot in a few hours. They reached the
gate and saw the familiar tree and star engraved on the door. They stopped there as Gandalf
recalled what he did to open the door. "Melon!" he shouted.

He stepped towards the door, motioning the rest to follow. He then paused. He looked at the
door. It was unopened. "What?!" he gasped in surprise. He looked up at the engraving. It
had changed and now read, "Speak swears and enter."

Gandalf was dismayed. "Who changed this?!" he yelled. The ones behind him shrugged as he
went through every Elvish swear he knew. No effect. "Confound it!" he yelled. Still no
effect.

"Maybe it's supposed to be in English," TM hypothesized.

"What makes you think that?!" Gandalf said back, quite annoyed at TM's idea.

"Because it's written in English," Cindy pointed out. Gandalf took a second look at the
engraving. Indeed, it was no longer in Elvish either, but in English. He then went through
every swear he knew, making the others wonder how much the author screwed up in staying
true to the character.

Still, the door did not budge. "Damn," Gandalf swore as he turned away from the door.

"Crap," Cindy sighed as she fell to the ground.

"Banana!" TM yelled in anger. There suddenly came a rumble. Gandalf and Cindy looked up at
the door. It moved open.

Gandalf suddenly realized it. "That's it; melons and bananas are fruits! ...But since when
was 'banana' a swear?!"

"Since the first chapter," TM explained as he stepped forward past the doorway. "Let's get
going." The Eight dashed forward, into the darkness of the mines. They dashed onward, into
the darkness, straight towards their final destination: Mordor.

***

Rohan was not having fun, the author can tell you that. Not when its women and children
were waiting in Helm's Deep again as orcs pounded on the gates into Rohan. Indeed, Sauron's
forces have overrun Helm's Deep to win the battle Saruman lost. Orcs were everywhere,
struggling to take down a door and pour into the caves.

The doors began to crack as the slams became all the more powerful. Sand and dust fell from
the ceiling of the caves. The citizens of Rohan hugged onto each other as the banging
became all the more powerful with each passing second.

Finally, the door shattered wide open. Wood chips flew everywhere as screams filled the
caves. Orcs shoved into the room, proudly brandishing their weapons.

And then they were burnt to a crisp as flames shot up from the ground. Their own
hilariously painful screams now filled the caves, and a shout rang out, "Shut up! I'm
trying to beat Mother Brain in Zero Mission!"

The people sweatdropped. They turned to see the grumbling Davis playing his Game Boy
Advance in the middle of the attack. Eomer, one of the Rohirrim, though glad to see that
any orc who tried to enter promptly became ashes, he scolded Davis, "Davis, if you can
fight like that without paying attention, why not help us?!"

Davis glared at Eomer. Eomer froze and stepped back. Davis then turned off his game system
and said, "Fine. All those stupid orcs made me lose concentration anyway." With that, Davis
dashed at the orcish army, punching here, kicking there, sending flaming meteor elsewhere.
"THIS IS FOR MAKING ME LOSE TO MOTHER BRAIN, ASSHOLES!" he yelled in fury as orcs suddenly
lost their appetite for war.

They struggled to flee, only then did they run into flames and volleys of meteors straight
from the unforgiving Davis. "FIRESTORM COMBO!" he yelled at a poor orc, who endured much
pain and suffering. He had the insanity, too, to summon Diablos and wreak havoc upon what
were left of the orcs.

So, it was done. In two paragraphs, Davis stopped the orcish raid when the army of men
struggled for the past few hours. The inhabitants of Helm's Deep sighed as Davis turned to
Eomer. Davis muttered, "Now, why were they here?" Eomer facefaulted.

"All that was just for your game?!" Eomer yelled from the ground.

"Of course!" replied Davis. "Now, answer my question."

Eomer said, "In case you didn't notice, Sauron's after you and your friends, and have
concentrated his orcs spread throughout the world in order to catch you all wherever you
were."

"Oh..." Davis paused, looking throughout the caves and at the beaten, bloody, and overall
painful orcs. He then added, "Is that all?"

Eomer sighed, "I'm glad you helped us and all- I really am. But, I think it's best for you
to find your party and leave. Sauron's power is overwhelming. We're all relying on you to
catch a much bigger fish. So go, the Riders of Rohan will head east to face Sauron."

Davis nodded. He suddenly became serious as he said, "Yeah, I hear you. I'll leave, but
I'll be heading east to Mordor anyway." Eomer frowned, but soon enough, the Riders went
along on horseback as Davis pulled out a cell phone and called a certain number. He
ordered, "Yes, send over that bike from Akira now."

Davis gave TM's credit card number, and suddenly just before Davis fell the orange
motorcycle from the anime Akira. He leapt on and sped after the Riders.

***

The Fellowship dashed through the darkness of the mines. With a stairway here, a trip and a
fall there, and hitting a wall elsewhere, they were not having much fun racing through the
caves. They went onward occasionally surprised by a sudden drop in the ground signifying a
descending stairway.

They dashed onward, into the large, wide hallway with many pillars, lit only by Gandalf's
staff. And then they swore.

Orcs were everywhere. Hanging from every pillar, crawling down every wall, dashing about
everywhere, the Fellowship had no way to go past the army. They had to fight their way
through.

The orcs gave a tremendous howl and dashed at the Eight. TM drew his sword as quick as
lightning, slashing through several with battoujutsu. Cindy drew her guns and began firing
away at the massive wave of orcs. Aragorn, with his blade, slashed through even more orcs
as Gandalf did all he could to keep more at bay.

They all then heard another shout. It wasn't orcish. It didn't come from the Eight. It came
from beyond the mighty force. Everyone turned to see Gimli and a band of dwarves there,
dashing straight at the orcs. Heads rolled and orcs were slain as they axed their way
through.

The orcs would take none of that, of course, and went straight for the dwarves. Suddenly,
TM yelled, "Duck!" TM suddenly bathed the light in his red aura again. The dwarves needed
no more to be said, and they ducked down to the ground as TM yelled, "Zero Slash!"

A wave of red ran through the area as TM slashed horizontally at the orcs heading for the
dwarves. They were quickly torn in half by TM's attack, which flew right over the dwarves.
The rest of the orcs on the ceiling and pillars saw the devastating attack. Even worse,
they felt a rumbling. They escaped.

The rumbling grew stronger. The Fellowship and the dwarves looked back, expecting the
Balrog to be around the corner. But now, it wasn't the Balrog. The Zero Slash tore through
the pillars. "GREAT JOB, TM!" Cindy yelled as they dashed away from the room, on the verge
of collapsing.

Stone fell from the ceiling, crashing into the ground as the group barely dodged and
escaped. And to make matters worse, as the ceiling collapsed behind them all, the Balrog
did indeed come smashing through. They dashed forward, onward to the Bridge of Khazad-Dum.
The falling stones replaced the drums of the orcs, falling with broken rhythm. Doom, doom,
doom.

The Balrog sprinted after them, letting out a immense bellow. They reached the bridge and
saw the many stairs and columns, rebuilt after the last encounter with the Balrog. They
sprinted onto the bridge and raced to the other side as quickly as possible. Again, Gandalf
paused to look back at the Balrog. He lifted his staff, "You shalt not-"

"NOW'S NOT THE TIME FOR THAT!" yelled Cindy as she dragged Gandalf back. Gandalf choked in
his words and turned back to Cindy, dragging him by the robe past the bridge. "Trunks!"
Cindy yelled, and with a flash of red light Trunks appeared. "Do it!"

Trunks replied, "Yes, ma'am!" And immediately he changed into a full super saiya-jin. With
one large blast, he took out the bridge as well as the stone just under the Balrog. The
Balrog let out a scream, slashing its flaming whip around in an effort to grab something.
It disappeared into the darkness, allowing the crew to let out a sigh of relief.

Gandalf yelled, "Fly, you fools!" He then turned to dash to the exit. They all followed,
Gimli and company joining in the quest to head for Mordor.

***

As the Fellowship left the mines of Moria, the comrades of the two leaders were having
their own troubles. SSJ and Momo were at Pelenor Fields, dashing away from Gondor. But a
shadow descended upon them. A winged Nazgul swooped down and nearly took their heads off,
but the two ducked just in time. It flew over, landing just before them. They were taken
aback as an army suddenly came forth from over the hills. They, along with Minas Tirith,
were completely surrounded.

SSJ swore, "Damn it."

Momo looked around the area. She began, "This is bad!" SSJ swore again, looking at the
massive army. No way out. No way to escape the large army.

He then realized one thing: there was one way out. He turned to Momo and asked, "Give me
water!" Momo was quite taken aback, but searched her bags and gave him a water bottle. She
was then taken aback to see him pour it on himself and disappear. SSJ disappeared and was
replaced by Kero.

"SSJ?!" Momo said with surprise.

SSJ just changed into the larger Kero form and outstretched his wings. "Come on!" he
yelled. Momo paused, but looked at the advancing army, she leapt upon him as he took off.
The Nazgul would take none of that and flew in his winged steed after SSJ.

'Damn,' SSJ swore, 'this won't be easy.' He flew towards the clouds, struggling to keep
ahead of the Nazgul. The winged steed bellowed. SSJ shook from the sound. Momo held on
tighter.

It then slowly dawned on the two. SSJ knew it. He couldn't run away from it. He had to
fight. Momo held on ever tighter as SSJ turned about in midair, the surprised army below
looking up at the dogfight.

SSJ sent out a wave of flames from his mouth straight at the Nazgul. The winged steed
dodged as the ringwraith raised his blade and sped towards the two. "Can you do anything?!"
SSJ asked Momo as he dropped down, evading the blade.

"Can't you do something?" Momo asked back as SSJ sent another wave of flames at the Nazgul.

"Men can't hurt them," SSJ answered. "Though I'm currently not human, this form is still
male." Momo looked at SSJ with nervousness, then up at the Nazgul, speeding towards them.
She searched through her bags, looking for anything useful. Finally, she found something.

With great effort, she pulled out an X-Box. SSJ noticed it and muttered, "TM had one of
those?! Oh well, use it!" SSJ sped up, straight at the Nazgul. With another wave of flames,
he prepared to deliver the final strike through Momo. The Nazgul saw the flames race
closer. He dodged it by dropping down, the flaming wall blocking his vision above.

Just what SSJ and Momo needed. "Now!" SSJ yelled at Momo, who promptly released the X-Box
just over the Nazgul's head. The X-Box sped through the wall of flames, down towards the
Ringwraith. The Nazgul never knew what hit it. Neither did the steed, for the machine
crushed the Nazgul to a pulp, crashing down into the steed's backbone. A tremendous crack
echoed through the area and the steed began to fall...

It crashed straight into the heart of the orcish army, hitting the ground like a meteor.
Sand and dust flew from the impact as a crater was formed, choking the army and diminishing
it to a handful. Just in time for a band of horsemen and a raging motorcycle came into view.

Davis led the band on his kick ass motorcycle, sending flames and meteors at the giant
orcish army. Spears and swords clanged as the Riders of Rohan sliced through the small
remnants of the army.

And yet another terrifying yell. SSJ and Momo sped towards the ground, and were surprised
as another Nazgul came into view from Mordor's direction. "Damn it!" SSJ swore.

Momo searched through the bags. "We don't have any more to fight it off with!"

The two sped towards Davis, barely reaching him. Davis saw them and said, "Oh, SSJ! Nice to
meet you and Momo!"

"Now's not the time to talk," said SSJ as Davis made hot water then and there and poured it
on SSJ. As SSJ returned to normal, Momo still gripping onto him, he pointed to the shadow
in the sky. "Another Ringwraith," he announced.

Davis looked up at the shadow. "Oh, that's nothing," Davis muttered as he summoned Rikku.

"Supernova, again?" Rikku asked, already mixing. Davis nodded. Needless to say, if the
Nazgul was a Viking, it would have gone to Valhalla. SSJ and Davis slapped each other
high-five. More Ringwraiths were down!

SSJ then felt Momo, still clutching him. He looked back at Momo, who had apparently
forgotten that SSJ was no longer Kero.

She then let go, blushing as Davis nudged SSJ, "Good work."

SSJ glared back and then said, "Okay, so here we are. Where are you guys headed?"

"Mordor," Davis answered with a grin. "We'll meet up with the rest eventually there, I bet."

"I figured that as well." SSJ then noticed the bike. "Dude, where the HELL did you buy
this?!"

"Home shopping network." Davis grinned and throttled the bike. "It kicks ass, huh?" SSJ
stared at the bike, then at Momo. The two exchanged glances. SSJ then pulled out a pad of
paper and began sketching. The outline of a motorcycle just like Davis' appeared next to
SSJ and the surprised Momo.

SSJ continued sketching, finalizing a perfect rendition of the bike. With colors here and
there, SSJ, too, had a bike. He hopped on and said to Momo, "Let's go." She nodded and sat
behind SSJ, holding onto him as he throttled and sped off with Davis and the Riders.

***

The Fellowship finally reached Lothlorien. They sighed in relief as they reached the cover
of the trees away from Sauron's watch. But they were under a different watch. Little did
they notice the elves in the trees, hiding to look down upon them. Intruders. They docked
their arrows, ready to fire.

And then a voice echoed through the area, "Calm down! They're my friends!"

The Fellowship was taken by surprise at the sudden yell. TM and Cindy recognized the voice:
Amiko's. Cindy cupped her hands over her mouth and yelled, "Ames! Where are you?!"

"Right here!" Amiko called back.

They followed the sound of the voice. Pippin pointed up to the top of a tree and yelled,
"There!" They turned their heads up and saw Amiko sitting upon the platform, waving at them
from above.

"How long have you been here?!" TM asked.

Amiko just smiled and made her way down the tree, reaching the ground as a bunch of elves
followed after her. She answered, "I've been here for a little while. I came from Mirkwood,
after all."

"Mirkwood!" Cindy exclaimed. "Well, we came from Hobbiton, Bree, and Gimli there joined us
at Moria." Gimli bowed, so did Amiko.

"Well," Amiko began, "Good to see three of us are okay."

"Hopefully, SSJ, Momo, Davis, and Kensou are alright," Cindy muttered.

"Yeah," TM added. "Though, I doubt much would happen to them now. They are all well
equipped." The two nodded.

Another voice came from the trees, "Miss Amiko, we should head back to the citadel."

The Fellowship and Amiko's gang looked up at the voice, seeing Legolas Greenleaf there in a
tree. "Coming, Legolas-kun!" Amiko said back.

"Master Legolas!" Gimli exclaimed.

Legolas then saw the Fellowship as well. "Gimli!" he said with surprise. "Why are you here?"

"It is a long story," Aragorn interrupted. "Let us go to Galadirel and Celeborn, there,
we'll explain." Legolas nodded. He leapt down and landed beside Amiko.

Amiko nodded at Legolas and turned to the rest. "Follow us!" she said. The Fellowship
nodded. They headed deeper into the forest.

---- To Be Continued ----

- ENDING SONG: DESIRE - Do As Infinity [1] -

chizuka ni kagi wo kakete
touza garu kuzuwo to
yui mi na yasashi sada ke
SO FAR aneka kanjite iru
sou mo asa ni dakita
nari mo naka to mitai ni
are nai chikan dake wo
mata kizami hajimeru yo

naku soku mo ima wo
kimi ni wo tobenai
dare karou ruku mori wakatte iru

ittoshiku fukeku dakishimete
sou me kaete ageru
utsukushiku seku fara na yo ni
naka naki mono BELIEVE IN DESIRE

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[The Naruto Main Theme plays in background. The six appear as chibi style, and random
scenes from the next episode play, though you can't see because this is text. Haha!]

SSJ: NEXT! On GINGA GIRI GIRI! The Outlaws reunite as Mordor mobilizes for war.

Amiko: As we race through Mordor to destroy the Spatula...

Kensou: There are Nazgul up ahead who attack us en masse.

TM: We take care of them all, only to have Sauron come forth.

Davis: And some more may happen, but the author doesn't know.

Cindy: Next! On GINGA GIRI GIRI! "The War of the Spatula"

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Author's Note:

[1] I couldn't think of a song for LotR, so I chose another D-A-I song. Yep.