A/N: We are here to present a whole another world of parody.

Written by 1 crazy girl and Rainbow R.

DISCLAIMER: If we owned 999, it would be this story. It is not this story. We do not own 999.

A really loud explosion woke Junpei up. That dumbass sat up so fast he hit his head on the metal roof. Then he fell off the bed and almost killed himself because the room had no carpet. The room designers decided third class passengers don't deserve carpet and if they were stupid enough to fall off their bunk beds, they deserved to die.

So Junpei just sat there on the floor for twenty minutes and complained about how much his head hurt. His voice was so whiny it cracked the window and a bunch water came flowing in.

"MY HEAD HURTS AND NOW I'M WET." Junpei complained as he sat in the ever rising water.

Junpei decided he rather die than walk around in shoe's full of water because he hated the way his socks rubbed his feet raw when they were wet. He also had been wearing his brand new Nike's that had cost him eight hundred, seventy-five dollars and twelve cents. Now that they were ruined he had come to the conclusion that he didn't want to live in a world where a mans brand new eight hundred, seventy-five dollar and twelve cent shoes could be ruined like they were worth nothing.

Junpei had decided to lay on the middle bunk of one of the beds to catch some Z's what a pirecing voice filled the room.

"Get off your sorry ass and solve the damn puzzles dipshit!"

The menacing voice was coming from Junpei's bracelet he had been previously unaware of. Junpei looked at the braclet and decided it clashed with his jacket and tried to take it off with no luck. Tears formed in his eyes as he addressed the menacing voice;

"Tell me mysterious voice...what is the meaning of life?"

"For the love of-," the voice cut itself off with a sigh, "Okay see the picture over there? Take it off the wall. If you can find a way to unscrew it there is a clue to get out of the room behind it."

Junpei sighed frustrated.

"But that involves getting up, and walking through the water. I'm wearing shoes that are worth more than you if you were to prostitute yourself to a crazy cat woman for a living, even with that deep and mysterious voice of yours. I ain't getting these things even more wet douche."

"Then lift up the pillow your big ass head is laying on. Just find a hint or do something."

"No thanks."

The mysterious voice let out a cry of frustration. "You know what? Fuck it!"

Junpei heard a click coming from the door and hurried to go investigate it. The door had a big sloppy five painted on and made Junpei wonder how high the painter had been. Right next to the door was this credit card thing that had a green dot on it and a lever. Pulling the lever Junpei was happy to see the door open.

"Wow! That was easy!"

Suddenly Junpei felt a pang of sadness. If only he had his easy button here then life would be so much better.

Junpei laid back and let the water carry him all the way to the stairs. Then he slowly took his time walking to B deck.

"Oh great, more stairs." Junpei said with disgust written all over his face.

He decided to take the stairs two at a time deeming it faster travel than just one at a time. All was well until his wet shoes betrayed him and he slipped.

"Fuck! Shit! Shit! THIS IS WHY I DIDN'T WANT MY SHOES WET!" Junpei roared as he fell down multiple stairs and landed on the ground. Hard. Like, really, really hard.

He watched as a whole bunch of freaks passed him up, not even spearing him a glance.

"Yeah, it's not like I didn't fall down a whole staircase and almost broke my neck. I obviously don't need any help here. ASSHOLES."

Suddenly he felt another body topple onto his fallen form. He cried out in pain.

He heard a girly gasp above him.

"Jumpy!"

Oh god.

No.

It was her.