Hey Now, You're an All-Star….Yeah, and?


Written by: DBangel aka "Bagel"

Disclaimer: Y'all own yourselves, k? Well, except for Gellar's man, but we won't go into that… Oh yeah, I inserted some of my little thoughts into this one. Call it authors right or something. They're in ~…~


(A lone figure is seen smacking her head with her palm as she watches the B-grade heroes scatter)

The Lone Figure: I have an elsewhere to be, and yet they continue to make things harder than it already is. Why did I have to be written in anyway? I would have been perfectly happy just watching the action with one of Bagel's cookies in one hand and one of those smoothies from part 2 in another. But noooooo…

(She gets up and lets out an ear-splitting whistle. All the posters, minus the Yokel, whirl)

The Lone Figure: Yo! Bagel! I've kinda got something important to say…

Bagel: *singing* I'm looking over a four-leaf clover that…

Everyone: BAGEL!

Bagel: …I overlooked be- *trips on her cape again as she whirls.*….huh? Oh, right. *gets up and runs to join the others*

The Lone Figure: Anyway, as I was saying…

Oz: Goth Mina, where'f you ban? We hafen't sheen you in forefer!

Mina aka the Lone Figure: I was tailing the Buffy cast over hiatus. I came thisclose to meeting a friend of David's hairstylist! But that's not the point…

G-man: *sidles up next to Mina and waggles his eyebrows suggestively* Heyyyy Mina, my girl. What do you say I break out that whipped cream I'm so famous for, and play a game of 'tennis'?

Mina: Does your forehead itch or something? Look you guys, it's about Wonder Michelle.

Wwolfe: Ahh, Wonder Michelle. I quote "Her eyes so blue, her hair like fire, she is the one that all desire…"

(Mina pauses and overlooks the events unfolding in front of her. Wwolfe is waxing poetically, G-man is using a mirror and slicking back his hair, Oz is reading from "How to overcome a speech disability", Bagel and XW are discoing in the middle of the street, and Nyx and Onos are playing a very un-superhero-like game of slapjack)

Mina: Grrrr….Oh my gosh! Look you guys! Is that the ice cream truck?

*Seven heads snap to attention*

Mina: That's better. Now listen. I came to warn you that GremlintheMighty knows you're looking for him and he knows that you know that he's coming. He also knows that you're in the know about his plans. But what you don't know is that he's planning to kill Wonder Michelle now that you know what I know and I know what he knows. So, he's set a trap in Vegas to stop you from saving her and from telling anyone you know what you know. So you need to get on the move pronto so you can stop it in time to save Wonder Michelle…you know?

*Collective blank stares and dropped jaws look back at her*

Onos: Hold on, I'm harnessing my power. (He squints and begins to turn red as his brain goes into 'overdrive'. He then promptly falls over and passes out)

Nyx: Great. He forgot to breathe again. And this time I think he popped a blood vessel.

XW: *laughs like there's no tomorrow* I think….we should just…..go to Vegas….and..whatever's waiting for us…we'll be ready…*tops off her laughing fit with a snort and a wheeze for good measure*

G-man: Let's go all…I heard the pickings in Vegas are most definitely NOT slim, if you know what I'm sayin'.

(They all resume walking in one direction, leaving Mina behind scratching her head, wondering just what purpose she actually served in this fic.)

Bagel: So….does this mean no ice cream???

*Without so much as a second look, XW and the Oz-man, transvestite twins extrodinaire, both simultaneously smack her upside the head*

Mina: *calls* Oh, and guys? One more thing. VEGAS IS THAT WAY!!!!!

*Without missing a beat, the Mystery Posters turn on their heels and begin to journey forth in the other direction.*

(A few minutes later)

Nyx: You know what we need? A song. I feel like singing.

Oz: How abouht someshing by Tool?

Wwolfe: Or Beethoven XW: Or Weird Al. Now that's music! Ha ha!

G-man: How 'bout "Macho man?"

Nyx: Never mind, just shut up, will you?

(They slowly disappear over the horizon, all singing their song of choice at the top of their lungs)

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