Lone: 'Lo people. I've decided to actually write something because during the time I was gone /GASP/ I became a decent writer! I've so sorry I haven't been doing anything special this year. But I am working on two Onimusha fanfics, one in Demon Siege, the other in Dawn of Dreams and some original ones!

I don't feel like writing the continuation of Sasuke, not that I'll never do it, just not now. This is why you get THIS!

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"DAMN!" Shino took off his glasses, the last remaining item of his pride and handed them over to the head monkey sitting in front of him. His cards were all failures; the monkeys had won this game of strip poker. There was a rustling behind the trees they were surrounded by; an albino girl(I have a thin with albinos, okay?) stepped out in a black sweatshirt and black pants. Her hand reached up and wiped some sweat from her forehead as she approached the poker group.

"Excuse me, do you have the location for this-OHMAHGOD!" The girl screamed as Shino turned around to answer her. She pointed to his eyes, which were conveniently censored as the camera turned to him. More rustling could be heard as a boy in a red t-shirt and blue jeans stepped out, his multicolored hair looked like flames.

"GREAT! Nice going, genius!" The boy yelled at the girl, a glare on his face. "The one time I decided to go with you losers, we end up who the hell knows where!"

"YOU SHUT UP! It wasn't even my fault, Jeremy had the machine!" The girl yelled back, her glare sharp. A boy with short blond hair and small glasses was fiddling around with a remote control; a lobster jammed onto the antennae. Clumps of dirt and sticks were stuck in his hair, although he didn't notice.

"Uh oh, I think we should've used dill pickles for this, guys. Hey, Myryu" The boy looked over to the angry boy. "What happened to everyone else?"

"Probably in another dimension…" Myryu muttered, looking over to the group sitting on the dirt. "And who the hell are you guys?"

"I am Jim-Jim, head alpha of the magical race called the 'Cocoa Llama Monkeys'." The monkey who Shino had handed his shades too. The girl stared at her feet, the words the monkey had just spoken lying there.

"You…have subtitles?" The girl said, looking over to the monkey in confusion.

"Well, you can't expect us to talk English, we're monkeys!" The words replaced the other set immediately. She looked over to Shino for help.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it." Shino said calmly, retrieving his shades so she wouldn't scream again. The blond head was searching his pocket when he took out a small colorful pamphlet.

"Okay. Minute, you WERE right: Lobster is for ninjas, pickles are for pirates, apple pie covered with Coke is for samurais." The boy beamed at Minute, who had turned to stick her tongue out at Myryu. Myryu then looked at Shino.

"Hey you. Bug boy. Show us around here." Shino looked puzzled. How did he know he controlled bugs? He was about to ask, but Myryu waved him off.

"You have a tv show. So whatever, start chaperoning."

"Wait just one minute!" The alpha of the Cocoa Llama Monkeys shouted. Myryu didn't like waiting, so he lunged at the subtitles.

"OH GOD!" The subtitles read as Myryu ate them.

"I hate subtitles! And they tasted like ham!" Myryu shouted at the monkeys, picking up the exclamation point that was left. He flicked it at the monkeys like a boomerang. It collided with the alpha, knocking it on the ground. Then his right hand smacked a tree beside him, and icy spikes rose below the group of monkeys. Instead of maiming them though, they flew into the sky with stars following them.

"TEAM MONKEYS ARE BLASTING OFF AGAIN!" They shouted in English as Myryu had destroyed the evil known as subtitles. Because really, noone needs subtitles for monkeys. The boy wore a smirk on his face, pointing at the pile of clothes.

"Get your damn clothes on and let's go."

…….

"MINUTE!" Mana yelled, her hands cupped around her mouth. She wore a shirt with a random logo on it and some blue jeans. Her hair was a short, spiky hyper blue with a yellow headband. The following companions consisted of Chris; her face was set in a scowl as she wore a baggy black t-shirt and dark purple pants with black shoes. This one; her hair was a some-what soft spiky kind, the tips red, matching the surround black. Sarah was there too; face wore a confused look with aqua hair in two long pigtails with skulls on the hairbands. She wore a long sleeve yellow shirt with a one-pleated brown skirt and brown pants. Her black combat boots remained with her wardrobe. Then there was Rain, her short, scruffy violet hair hanging down with a few strands pulled back by a red ribbon. She wore her uniform: a black pullover worn above a white-collar shirt complete with Mary Janes, baggy white socks, and a gray pleated skirt. Another boy also had a scowl, his arms crossed. He was Birenze, short spiky black hair conveniently hiding his dog-ears: his favorite animal to shape-shift into.

Birenze wore a long-sleeve navy blue shirt with khaki shorts and blue sneakers. His socks were lime-green. Mana continued to yell some more while Rain amused herself with a chain of five paper dolls, all joining hands. Birenze stared along with her, trying to find out what was so interesting. They were in a desert, surrounded by dust colored sand everywhere. The sky was a mix of dark blue and dark green, making a sickly color they couldn't bear to look at. There were three suns, brightly shining next to each other. Where the hell were they?

Wherever they were, Chris wanted to get a move on soon. It wasn't good to get in Chris's way of what she wanted.

The soft crunching of sand alerted them of nearby residents. A man walked up to them; his face looked like they haven't been shaved for weeks, along with his long spiky gray hair. His eyes were a warm gray and his clothing consisted of yellow and black shoes, a bland cape partially wrapped around his neck as a scarf and a long-sleeve green shirt.

"Are you a hobo? My mom always said that if I ever saw a hobo to smack it with an umbrella and walk away." Sarah said to the man, pulling out an umbrella. Everyone looked towards the umbrella in confusion.

"Your mom never said that." Chris retorted, her hands clenching into fists.

"Yes she did. She'd say that when you'd be asleep so she wouldn't scare you!"

"Why the hell would I be afraid of hobos?!"

"I dunno…." Sarah magically put away the umbrella and revealed the space cube she had stolen from Jimmy Neutron when they previously were in his dimension before they ended up here.

"I'm not a hobo." The man said, confused as he stared at the group.

"Yes you are. You're just one of those lying hobos."

"I'll admit I look like a hobo-

"Because you're a hobo.

"Are you obsessed with hobos or something?"

"No…." Sarah hid a scruffy hobo she found in France behind her back.

"I WAS a clean and still intelligent man named Daichi Misawa-

"See, he's a lying hobo!" Sarah said, pointing to Daichi.

"What the-YOU'VE SEEN MY SHOW!"

"Yeah, a show with BASTION Misawa."

"FINE, GO WITH MY DUB NAME!" Daichi yelled, throwing his hands in the air. "Do you guys know how to get out of here or anything? Something? 'Cause there's this ninja guy with me and he's starting to piss me off."

"Sorry buddy, we're as lost as you are." Birenze said in a bored voice, staring at the paper chain. Daichi sighed.

"Fine. Come with me to my cave."

"You have the Batmobile?!" Sarah screamed, jumping up and down in excitement.

"Yes." Daichi said sarcastically and was met with a squeal. A sudden weight jumped on him and he fell down hard in the sand.

"My god-GET OFF!" Daichi yelled at Sarah while she laid on his back.

"Carry me, hobo!" Daichi growled but complied. The group followed him for what about seemed to be an hour. Then they reached a cave in the middle of a huge rock. A small wooden sign was in front of it, with crudely written words saying 'Hobo Lair'.

"OHMYGOD YOU BROUGHT US HERE TO KILL US AND GROPE OUR DEAD BODIES WHILE SLOWLY RIPPING OUR SUPPLE FLESH OFF!" Sarah yelled, kicking Daichi in the back of his head and jumping off. She ran over to Chris and started clinging to her while Daichi spit out sand from landing.

"God damn it!" Daichi muttered. "No, I won't eat you. Now get in!" They walked into the cave; a pile of fire was in the middle of the cave, lighting the room. Sitting in front of the fire was….

Neji.

Chris turned to Daichi with a glare.

"Damn you hobo."