The Madness of Dragon City

A fanfic of insanity by SilverDragon

WORD PAYNNS TOWER OF EVILNESS

Moordryd: OK, father, you summoned me here. AGAIN. Like you do all the time. Now what?
Word: Look, my son-
M: Would it hurt to use my REAL NAME?!
W: Um, yes, because the writer has an electric cattle prod to keep us canon characters in line. Mary-Sues and such are so prolific right now.
Mary-Sue: Word, I am your lost daughter!
W: Fat chance, Mary-Sue. (pulls out bazooka and blows her away)
Mary-Sue: My past is troubled... (falls into the depths of Dragon City)
W: NOW (goes back to original conversation) Look, dammit! (Moordryd looks, dammit) I found this ancient black draconium gear. It can drive people insane, like THAT (snaps finger claws)
M: How does it do that?
W: Screw the method, one zap and that Dragon Booster will be gibbering away like Bob Geldof about poverty, and I don’t know who Bob Geldof IS, so…
M: (takes gear, grins) This could be fun… (leaves)
W: I wonder if those foolish people on those Dragon Booster boards know that I know that that blue and red dragon is the gold dragon of legend in disguise? Nah…
Forum Posters: HEY!!! >:(
Word: (electric cattle prodded)

DESERTED ALLEY No 2957

Artha: Woo, I won the race!
Kitt: Again…
Lance: Artha, is your last name Sue?
Artha: No…
Lance: Oh, I thought it was.
Sarah Frost: (leans in) It would fit in with your character, your speshulness. (leans out)
Beau: OMG LOK IT IS AN INTELIEGNT PERSON111!1!!
Other dragons: WTF
Parm’s mobile: (Crazy Frog ringtone)
Crew: (looks at Parm with WTF in their eyes)
Parm: (goes red)
Cyrano: O NO ITS TAHT ANOYNG RNG2NE11!! OMG WTF LOL HOW CUD U PARM??!!!? OMG WTF
Dragon Eyes Who Are Just About To Attack: (holds ears and scream blue murder)
Artha: Oh No Dragon Eyes! (releases the dragon)
Moordryd: HA! I knew you were the dragon booster!
DB: How did you figure it out?
Moordryd: I haven’t been trawling the DB boards for NOTHING, y’know.
Everyone: Oh.
Dragons: O
Moordryd: Lost some marbles?
DB: As it happens, yes.
Beau: I LOST MAH GREN MARBL3 ONC3!111!1 LOL TAHT SUK3D!!!111! OMG
Moordryd: (activates black gear of speshulness) Here they are!!!
Black gear: ZAP
Energy Stream: (deflects off Artha)
DB board people: (chanting) MARY-SUE! MARY-SUE!

WORD’S EBIL TOWER THINGY

Word: Sweet!
Electric Cattle Prod: BZZT
Word: Oh, I mean, aw damn, it deflected.
Stream O’ Black Energy: (comes in through screen, hits Word) ZAP!!!!!!
Abandonn: O NO!!!!11!1 OMG WTF LOL WORD1!!11 SAY SOMETHNG!11!11!! LOL
Word: (recovers)
Abandonn: YAY
Word: …Hello, Mr Bean.
Abandonn: ????????

WORDS TOWER OF EVILNESS!!!

Word: (gibbers away like a maniac)
Moordryd: How?! My father is a gibering crazy guy! Well, he always WAS one, so no difference there. But HOW did that black gear energy affect HIM? When he was so far away?

STREET
Passerby: (falls in plot hole) AAAARGH!

WORDS EBIL TOWER THINGY!!!!!

Word: TULIP!
DB: Even though he's my arch enemy, we must restore his sanity!
Lance: And why should we do that?
DB: Otherwise we won't have a villain!
Armageddon: YOU HAVE ME
Moordryd: Oh shut up.
Parm: I know of a place where they can do just that.
Moordryd: What, shut this blasted amulet up?
Parm: No...Get Words sanity.
Everyone: WHERE WHERE WHERE?!
Dragons: WHERA WH3RE WHERE??!?!!!1111!1 LOL
Lance: I suggest eBay.
DB: Yeah, but it costs a zillion dracals. I know. How else could we get enough money for that truck in 'Prophets motive'?
Parm: GAH! Isn't there ANYONE in this whole thing that has some sanity?
Word: FROG
Parm: (faints)
P/K shippers: OMG signs of love!!!!
Kitt: CAN I HAVE A SPEAKING PART?!
Everyone: (shuts up)
Kitt: In this really ancient generic temple thingy, I think we can find ancient gold gear that does the opposite of what the black gear did.
Dragons: HURAH!111 LOL
Kitt: Unfortunatly, it's guarded by really evil monsters.
Moordryd: Well, DUH.
DB: Lets go, team!

Undercity!

Artha: Is it just me, or are all ancient temple thingies in the deserted Undercity?
Kitt: No, it's just that if we showed ANY sort of religion in the show we'd be roasted by fundamentalists.
Parm: I think there's a deeper reason than that...

Street

Passerby: (crawls out of plothole) Whew, am I glad I got out of tha- (falls in another plothole) Aaaah!

Undercity!

Moordryd: Well, look at that. We havn't been in here for five minutes and we found the lost temple of--well, whatever, let's go in!
Kitt: Wait! Isn't there supposed to be really evil creatures around here to give us enough of a challange to fill up a good bit of a half-hour?
Lance: What would you know? You're a girl!
Kitt: (wrestles cattle prod off author)
Author: Hey!
Cattle Prod: (zaps Lance)
Lance: Aaargh!
Fracshun: LOL
Kitt: (mumbles about sexism)
Artha: Well, are we going in or what? REALEASE THE DRAGON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Beau: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!
Other Dragons: (roll about laughing) HAHAHAHAHA TAHT WAS SO SILY IT WAS FUNY!!1!1 OMG WTF
Kitt: Lance, you're the Mini-Mortis here, tell us why there are random square metal wheeled things around here?
Lance: (Mortis theme tune plays in the background) I dunno. (Record scratching noise, and Mortis Theme Tune stops abruptly)
Cars: (shake, and electricity arcs around)
AL boarders: This looks familiar...
Kitt: I told you so! I told you so! You didn't listen, but I told you so! This is the big monster that guards the temple!
Everyone: (screams) AAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!
Dragons: (scream) AAAAAAARRRGH!!11!!1 OMG
Guy on wheels with a claw for one hand: Raaaargh!!!!

Meanwhile

BBC legal person: I think we have enough evidence to file a case against him, sir.
Head of BBC: Oh, jolly good sir.

TEH UNDERCITY

Lance: Wait a sec, I knwo who that guy is!
Cyborg guy on wheels: You know my name, weakling?
Lance: Yeah, it's Random Virus.
Cyborg guy-oh sorry, Random Virus: *run program: killallweaklingsandcowards.exe* Get out of my junkyard, puny weaklings, or I'll crush your head like an eggshell!
DB: You have a serious attitude problem, y'know?
Random Virus: Shut up, coward!
DB: (cringes)
Moordryd: Well, stable-sue, gonna fight the big robot guy?
DB: (wets pants)
Moordryd: (sighs) Oh, for Magna Draconis' sake... (charges)
Random Virus: *run program: smackdown.exe* (lays the smackdown on Moordryd and Desepshun)
Moordryd: (flies a long way onto the ground behind him)
Desepshun: OW TAHT RILLY HURT1!!11 OMG LOL DONT U THINK BFORA U DO MORDRYD?!??!? OMG WTF
Random Virus: *run program: rage.exe* GRRAAAAAHHH!!!!
Ace Lightning: (swoops down) Not so fast, Random Virus!
Ace fans: Crossover! Yay!
Random Virus: *run program: allyourbase.exe* You have no chance to survive make your time. Graah.
Ace: Listen to me Random. You are a Lightning Knight. You are GOOD. You are-
DB: What relation does this entire conversation have to me?
Ace: None, so quiet, you.
Random Virus: *run program: headasplode.exe* (explodes)
DB: Yay, now we can focus on ME again!
Ace: *run program: killbill.exe*
Onlookers: Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Libris: RAAAAAAH!
Mari: Yay!
Kitt: Oh no, it's Libris. And he looks really angry.
DB: RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone: (runs like the Furox is after them into the temple)
Ace: I'm getting out of here! (flies off) Even I know when to back off...
Random Virus: Raaargh!
Libris: Raargh! (fights Random)

TEMPLE OF DOOM!

Parm: Whew, am I glad Libris showed up to prevent this becoming Ace Lightning centred.
Moordryd: And now we have a clear run to the weird machine in this temple!
Mysterious girl's voice: (laughs) I don't think so, dragon riders.
Lights: (go up)
Mysterious person: Prepare for trouble!
Mysterious person #2: Make it double!
Lance: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Dragons: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!11! OMG

TEMPLE OF DOOM!!!!

TR: (recites motto)
To protect the world from devestation!
To unite all peoples within our nation!
To denounce the evils of truth and love!
To extend our reach to the stars above!
Jessie: Jessie!
James: James!
Jessie: Team Rocket blast off at the speed of light!
James: Surrender now or prepare to fight!
Meowth: Meowth, that's right!
Wobbuffet: WAAAABBUFFET!
Chimecho: Chime!
Moordryd: You guys are worse than my father!
James: Eh?
Moordryd: All my father does all day is wander around, making plots that never suceed and cackling maniaclly. You guys are nearly the same!
Jessie: How dare you compare us to that man!
James: Yeah! His plans fail 99.9% of the time, while OURS fail 100% of the time.
DB: Is that a bad thing?
Meowth: He doesn't have a talking cat either! By the way, any of youse have a Pikachu?
Db characters: (look confused)
Jessie: Ooh, look at that cute lizard!
Fracshun: Eh?
Jessie: I want that blue lizard! Go, Seviper! (releases Seviper)
James: Go, Cacnea! (releases Cacnea)
Seviper: (bites Beau)
Beau: WROAR!
Jessie: Oops.
Beau: (mag-blasts TR out the roof)
TR: Looks like Team Rocket's blasting off again!!!! (ding)
Parm: I'm guessing there'll be traps in the temple. Careful!
Cyrano (steps on tile)
Tile: (click)
Parm: Oooooops.
Voice: RELEASE THE FROGS OF WAR
Lance: Did he just say frogs?
Kitt: Look out, newts!!!
Parm: Newts aren't frogs!
Swarm Of Newts: Raaaar!
Moordryd: (filming newts) Oh, I'll HAVE to VIDDmail Cain this >:D.
Kereea: Ahahahahahaha! Welcome to my domain, fools!
Giant newt that Kereea is riding on: Raaar!

KEREEA'S LAIR!!!!

Parm: This looks bad. Very bad.
Kereea: And so you should think, puny fool!!!
DB: [insert emotional flaw here]
Kitt: Oh, this is bad. Our 'only' chance of getting us out has found another flaw in his personality! (screams)
Kereea: (sighs) Considering the oh-so-speshul hero-boy is now going over yet ANOTHER emotional flaw, I'll let you out, but ONLY if you can answer three fiendishly difficult and evil questions! Bwahahahahahhahaha!!!!
Kitt: And if we lose?
Kereea: I feed you to the newts, k?
Kitt: What do newts eat, anyway?
Parm: Judging by their metabolism, size and physiology, I'd say they're insectivorous.
Everyone: Eh?
Parm: (sigh) They eat insects!!
Kereea: Ah, but these are a kind of newt that eats meat! Hahahahahahaha!!
Newt: (bares sizable fangs)
Cyrano: EEEK!111 A NEWT
!1!1 OMG
Kereea: On with the show! First question: What is the time?
Kitt: Uh oh. does anyone have some kind of watch or time keeping device?
Moordryd: No.
Parm: No temporal oscillation recording device on me.
Lance: Nope.
DB: (emotional flaw)
Newts: (lick lips)
Parm: Oh no! We're going to be eaten by the smallest creatures in Dragon City! AAAH!
Lance: Wait, I know what time it is!
Kereea: What is it, mortal?
Lance: (suddenly possesed) IT'S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!
Kereea: Dammit, you're right! Second question: What is the meaning of life?
Parm: Dang.
Moordryd: (does sums to keep his sanity) 6x7=42...
Kereea: Gaaah, right again!!! Last question! This is so devislishly hard you will never get it!!!!!!!!
Lance: Peanut Butter Jelly! Peanut Butter Jelly!Peanut Butter Jelly! Peanut Butter Jelly!
Kitt: Bring it on, newt-girl!
Kereea: What do I like to do?
Moordryd: Uh oh.
Kitt: We're dead.
Parm: (thinks away)
Kereea: Times UP!!! Into the pit of newts you go!!!!!!
Wyldfyr: Wait!!!!
Kitt: You can talk?!
Wyldfyr: 'Course I can.
Kitt: You have a Cockney accent?!
Wyldfyr: Can't help it, guv. Now, get off your dragons.
Parm: Why?
Wyldfyr: You'll see.
Humans: (dismount their dragons)
DB: (gets over emotional flaw) Hey, why are you off your---
Beau: (tilts Artha off)
DB: Aargh! (whumph!)
Wyldfyr: (sings) I like to move it move it. I like to move it move it. I like to move it move it. You like to...
Dragons: MOVE IT!!!!
Kereea: Dang! You have earned your freedom! Now go, before I change my mind!
Everyone: (runs like the Furox is after them)

By popular demand the dragons no longer speak in the manner of a 12 year old AOLer. They now speak English (Hey, this is a parody insane fanfic. If I want the dragons to talk, they will. If I want sausages to fall from the sky, it will happen.). However, they each have their own language accent, as follows:

Beau: Canadian
Wyldfyr: Cockney
Cyrano: Irish (He's green!)
Fracshun: Australian (think Bondi)
Decepshun: Upper class English

Now that's cleared up:

DRAGON EYES BASE

Cain: Ooh, a VIDDmail from Moordryd! (opens it)
VIDDmail: Raaar!
Cain: (screams hysterically) AAAAAAH!!! NEWTS!!!!!!

TEMPLE OF DOOM! DOOM I TELLS YA!!!

Parm: We've been going this way for hours! And it's the correct one according to my calculations...
Cyrano: Parm ye daftie.
Wyldfyr: 'avn't choo 'eard? It's over there.
Parm: (turns red) Oh...
Beau: Don't you know dragons are more intelligent than humans, eh?
Fracshun: (points at DB) 'Specially this one.
Everyone: (turns towards the right way)

SEVERAL MINUTES LATER-THE INNER SANCTUM

Moordryd: Look! (points at ancient gear on podium in the middle of the room)
Decepshun: I say, doesn't that look like a potato?
Cyrano: Potaters? Where?
Kitt: (sigh) I'm still not used to the dragons talking.
Wyldfyr: Don't worry yer little 'ead orf. You get used to it.
Decepshun: While you lot are blabbering your heads off, I'm going to get that potato gear.
Moordryd: I'll get it for you.
Decepshun: I say, what a totally spiffing idea!
Moordryd: (goes over to the podium) Hey...
Beau: Eh?
Moordryd: There's an inscription on the podium. It's in no language I've ever seen.
DB: Can you read it?
Moordryd: OK. Um...
Ph-nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu! R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!
Lance: That was weird.
Omnious rumble: (ominously rumbles)
DB: I have an idea!
Fracshun: By crikey, tell us! The place is falling down!!
DB: This way! RUN!!!
Decepshun: Jolly good idea!
Everyone: (runs)

OUTSIDE

Everyone: (escapes in the nick of time)
Temple: (collapses into rubble)
Kereea: Ahahahahaha! Now to start my regin of terror...on the dance floor! Come on, newts!
Kereea and the newts: I like to move it move it... (move it move its into the distance)
Moordryd: At least we have the gear! (ding)
DB: Let's move!

MEANWHILE, IN THE DEPTHS OF THE UNDERCITY

Cthulhu: (awakens) Urrrgh...

WORD PAYNNS TOWER OF BLATANT EVILNESS!!!

Moordryd: Hope this works.
Decepshun: I think it would a jolly good idea if the rest of you pushed off.
Cyrano: Why? (note: pronounce the wuh sound as hwuh=Hwy? It's his accent)
Moordryd: Look, do you really want to be here when my father gets normal again?
Parm: Good point.
Everyone: (leaves)
Decepshun: You too!
Beau/Decepshun shippers: (reluctantly leave)
Moordryd: Now...
Potato gear: Zap!
Word: Urrgh...what happened? I was dreaming about skeletons with laser sticks attacking flying men who shot electricity...
Moordryd: Father, it's OK, nothing happened.
Word: Oh good. Now, I'm going to plot against the Dragon Booster. And I have some new helpers too.
Moordryd: Who are they?
Voice: Hahahahahahaha? Thought you'd forgotten about us, eh, Moordryd?
Voice: Prepare for trouble!
Voice #2: Make it double!
Moordryd and Decepshun: NOOOOO!

NEAR PENN STABLES

Artha: Gee, that was a tough one, wasn't it?
Kitt: I'll say. Nothing like that has happened since 'The Wraith Booster'!!!
Distant people: (scream)
Kitt: Hey, anyone wondering why people are screaming?
Fracshun: Nah. (spots something) Ooh look, a croc! (leaps)
Lance: FRACSHUN!! NOOO!
Fracshun: (wrestles croc) By crikey, he's fightin'!
LightningFlash: (strangles author)
SilverDragon: Urrk....Help....Me...

DRAGON TEMPLE

Artha: Whaddya I tell you, Mortis? We got through safe and sound, AND we now have a villain to contend with who ISN'T some sort of possesed amulet!
Mortis: You released Cthulhu, didn't you?
Parm: Well, Moordryd DID read out some ancient text thingy...
Lance: Who's this Cthulhu guy, anyway?
Mortis: (Mortis theme tune plays) Cthulhu (alternate spellings: Tulu, Cthulu, Ktulu, and many others) is a fictional character in the Cthulhu mythos of H.P. Lovecraft. Cthulhu often includes the title Great or Dread. He is a monster from mankinds deepest fears, and also will drive you insane if you fight him. (boops up VIDDscreen)
Cthulhu: Graaaah!!! (destroys stuff)
Lance: He looks like an octopus.
Artha: Well, let's save the city! Realease th-
Kitt: Wait! If you fight him, you will be driven insane!
Artha: Oh, you're right.
Fracshun: Wait, mate, I have an idea...

THE MADNESS OF DRAGON CITY SPECIAL EPISODE!!!

In AD 2101

Dragon-human war was was beginning.

Artha: What happen?
Parm: Someone set us up the flash grenade.
Kitt: We get signal.
Artha: What?
Kitt: VIDDscreen turn on.
Artha: It's YOU!!
Word: How are you gentlemen?
Word: All your gold dragon of legend are belong to us.
Word: You are on the way to destruction.
Artha: What you say?
Word: You have no chance to fufill the prophecy make your time.
Word: Ha ha ha ha...
Artha: Take off every dragon!
Artha: You know what you're doing!
Artha: Release the dragon!
Artha: For great justice.

SPECIAL EPISODE ENDS HERE. WE NOW RESUME TRANSMISSION AS NORMAL
Kitt: Or whatever 'normal' is in this story.

WHAT USED TO BE A PART OF MID CITY BEFORE CTHULHU ARRIVED

Artha: AAAAAHHH! He's terrifying!!!
Kitt: Whaddya think?! He's a giant mutant squid thingy! All fear him!
Fracshun: Not me. Now, Lance, get off.
Lance: (gets off) Now what are you going to do?
Fracshun: (scoots towards Cthulhu) Oi, ya big lug!
Cthluhu: ?
Fracshun: Yeah, I'm talkin' to YOU, you overgrown squid!
Cthulhu: Oh, you're in for it now, reptile. (attacks)
Fracshun: (leaps on Cthulhu) By crikey, he's strugglin'!! Crikey, 'es a tough un'!
LightningFlash: (looks for author with a pump-action shotgun)
Author/SilverDragon: (hides)
Cthulhu: Gerroff me!
Fracshun: (gerroffs him)
Cthulhu: I've had enough! I'm already wrestled enough in another %&#$^ing online story! I'm going off to terrorize those Earthlings on another planet... (wanders off)
Author: (beats self around head for turning an epic battle into a cop-out)
Kitt: Well, all's well that ends well, eh guys?
Lance: Lookie, flying saucers!
Flying saucers: (fly over city)
People: (scream)
Flying Saucer: (hovers over our heroes)
Parm: Uh oh.
Metallic voice: I-DEN-TI-FY YOUR-SELF. YOU ARE THE DOC-TOR?
Parm: I'm A doctor.
Flying saucer: (opens up)
Dalek: (comes out) YOU ARE THE ENE-MY OF THE DAL-EKS! YOU MUST BE EX-TER-MIN-ATE-ED!

DALEK SPACESHIP

Dalek: (prods with evil toilet plunger of doom) MOVE
Kereea and the newts: (sings) I like to move it, move it...
Dalek: OH SHUT UP WILL YOU?

CENTRE OF DALEK SPACESHIP

Dalek: YOU WILL NOW BOW BE-FORE OUR EM-PE-ROR
Everyone: (bows)
Dalek Emperor: (swings around) Welcome to my kingdom, humans!
Artha: Hey, that voice sounds familiar (looks up)
Dalek: OI, DON'T DO THAT.
Artha: It's YOU!
Dalek Emperor: How are you gentlemen? All your-whatever. It's me.
Kitt: (also looks up) Skylii?
Skylii: Yes, it's me!
Kitt: Skylii! So YOU'RE the one behind all our nonsensical adventures, the plotholes, the random culture references, and the bad puns!
Skyli: You forgot Napoleon, Star Trek, the Nigerian Finace Office, and spam emails.
Kitt: Those too. But WHY exactly are you doing this?!
Skylii: Revenge! I was the central elder god in H. P. Lovecraft's novels! I'm the one who fools around with peoples lives the most! But do I get the attention? No, it's that %$@)ing octopus Cthulhu! So I wait, until a fanfic writer appears who's stupid enough-
Author: Hey!
Skylii: -to attempt to tap into my powers. And then, I could come back through his works of fanfiction! Hahahahahaha!!!
Kitt: Resonable enough (glares at Artha and writers who reduce her to handbag accessory) but what exactly are you the elder goddess OF?
Skylii: Randomness. Duh. Look at my title. (points) 'Randiomity at its high. Beware...' See?!
Parm: As a matter of fact, it actually says '/\ Our mascot of our treasured nerdism /\'
Skylii: o_O Ah, screw that! The final part of my plan to rule Dragon City is in place! I shall set it in motion!! (waves hands) HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! NO-ONE CAN STOP ME NOW!!!!

ELSEWHERE

Googler: HaHaHaHaHaHa!!! It'S gOoGlErIsAtIoN tImE!
People: AAAAHHH!!!!

Trogdor: (burninates)
People: AAAAAAH!!!

King Kong: (fights Godzilla)
Godzilla: (fights King Kong)
People: AAAAAHHH!!!!!

Crazy Frog: A ding ding ding ding dididing ding bing bing pscht,
Dorhrm bom bom bedom bem bom bedom bom bum ba ba bom bom,
Bouuuuum bom bom bedahm, Bom be barbedarm bedabedabedabeda
Bbrrrrrimm bbrrrrramm bbbrrrrrrrrraammmmm ddddddraammm,
Bah bah baah baah ba wheeeeeee-eeeee-eeeee!
People: AAAAAHHH!!!
Person: Haven't I done this before?

Passerby: (gets out of plothole, sees the giant killer penguin of DOOM, jumps back in plothole)

DALEK SPACESHIP

Skylii: HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!! I'm INVICIBLE!!!!
Fracshun: Ya big lug.
Skylii: NOTHING can stop ME!!!!
SuperBlah: Aha!
Skylii: Who are YOU?
SuperBlah: I'm SuperBlah, and I'm here to stop you!
Skylii: No you're not. There's a big meteor about to crash into a planet full of sentient lifeforms!
SuperBlah: Oh, really? (shoots off)

OVER PLANET ZEPTRON

SuperBlah: (zooms up) Halt, evil meteor! I command you!
Meteor: (plows on regardless)
SuperBlah: (hit by meteor) Ow.
Meteor: (hits planet Zeptron)
Planet Zeptron: (breaks into millions of pieces)
Homer: D'OH!

DALEK SPACESHIP

Sylii: HAHAHAHAHA!!! (notices someone) Who are YOU?!
Zeeky H. Bomb: Uh..Zeeky Boogy Doog! (explodes)
Explosion: BAAAAAAAMMMMMMM!!!!!

DRAGON CITY

Beau: Hey, we surived! We did it, eh?
Artha: Yeah, we did.
Parm: What I want to know is: how did we survive the explosion?
Artha: Parm, my friend, some things are better left unexplained.

STREET

Passerby: (climbs out of plot hole) Whew, am I glad that's all over. Now I can finally go- (falls in plot hole) AAAAAAHHHH!!!! (splat!) I need some Kleenex... urk.

DRAGON CITY

Artha: C'mon, guys, let's go home. It's been a long day.
Disembodied voice of Skylii: I'll get you next time Gadget...I mean Dragon Booster!!
Lance: Did anyone hear anything?
Artha: Nope.
Parm: No.
Kitt: No.
Beau: No, eh?
Wyldfyr: No, guv, 'fraid not.
Cyrano: I didn't hear a thing, to be sure.
Fracshun: Nope, didn't hear anything, mate.
Lance: Oh, well.

THE END!!!
Or is it?

Kitt: Hey, there are people on that roof!
Voices: Hahahahahahhaha!!!
Jessie: Prepare for trouble!
James: Make it double!!!
Everyone (but TR): NOOOOOO!!!!!!!

OUTAKES

Yes, outakes. Every movie has 'em nowadays, and fanfics (or at least this one) are going in a similiar direction.

Here we go!

Dalek: (prods with evil toilet plunger of doom) MOVE
Dalek 2: HOW'S IT GO-ING?
Dalek: BAD-LY. THE TOI-LETS STILL STUCK
Artha: Urgh...

Kereea: OK. What do I like to do?
Kitt: Sing?
Kereea: Close. It's a specific song I like to do.
Lance: I've got a song that'll get on your nerves, get on your nerves, get on your nerves. I've got a song that'll get on your nerves, and it goes something like this: I've got a song...

Artha: RELEASE THE DRAGON!!!!!
Moordryd: Are you aware that looks extremly goofy? (snickers)
Dragon Booster: (whacks Moordryd off Decepshun) I find your lack of dragon...disturbing.

OR

Artha: RELEASE THE DRAGON!!!!!
Moordryd: Are you aware that looks extremly goofy? (snickers)
Dragon Booster: (whacks Moordryd off Decepshun) I find your lack of Mary Sue...disturbing.

Cthulhu: (awakens) Urrrgh...hangovers are BAD, kids.

Moordryd: Look, do you really want to be here when my father gets normal again?
Parm: Good point.
Everyone: (leaves)
Decepshun: You too!
U2: You mean us?
Decepshun: Not you lot, I meant those people!

Mortis: (Mortis theme tune plays) Cthulhu (alternate spellings: Tulu, Cthulu, Ktulu, and many others) is a fictional character in the Cthulhu mythos of H.P. Lovecraft. Cthulhu often includes the title Great or Dread. He is a monster from mankinds deepest fears, and also will drive you insane if you fight him. (boops up VIDDscreen)
VIDDscreen: (crashes)
Mortis: Magna Draconis I hate Windows.

Metallic voice: I-DEN-TI-FY YOUR-SELF. YOU ARE THE DOC-TOR?
Parm: I'm A doctor.
Flying saucer: (opens up)
Dalek: (comes out) CAN I HAVE YOUR AUT-O-GRAPH?
Parm: Sure! (signs photo)
Dalek: LOOK, YOU LOT! I GOT PARMS AUT-O-GRAPH! ISN'T THAT KEWL?
Daleks: SQUEE!!!!

Parm: No...Get Words sanity.
Everyone: WHERE WHERE WHERE?!
Dragons: WHERA WH3RE WHERE??!?!!!1111!1 LOL
Lance: I suggest eBay.
DB: Yeah, but it costs a zillion dracals. I know. How else could we get enough money for that truck in 'Prophets motive'?
Beau: You auctioned my gear, didn't you?

Moordryd: Lost some marbles?
Fangirls: There he is!!!!!!
Moordryd: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! (runs)
Fangirls: (chase after him) WE LOVE YOU MOORDRYD!!!!! SQUEE!!!!!!!!!!!