Who Wants to be a Millionaire?! Special Just For Firestone Bishojo Edition

By: Quatre Raberba Winner (Quatre-Chan/Onna-Quatre)

*Music blasts through the studio and the camera pans over to the chibi dragon sitting in her respective spot.*

Quatre-Chan: "Long time no see everyone! It's great to see you all again and welcome to 'Who Wants to be a Millionaire'!"

Audience: *Claps and cheers.*

Quatre-Chan: "Like I had said the last time this is a Special Edition for my buddy Firestone, who happens to be standing over by the entrance so I can't run away."

Firestone: *Nods with an evil look in his eyes.*

Quatre-Chan: *Shutters at the look.* "Anyway, lets get this show started. And the first bishojo I have for you all is the one and only, Lina Inverse from The Slayers. Welcome."

Lina: "Anytime, just as long as I can get my money.. ."

Quatre-Chan: "Well I have something even better than some bag of gold. WuFei, Firestone, lower 'it' down." *She snaps her fingers.*

*Slowly coming down from the ceiling was a man with long blond hair, who was tied to a rope.*

Lina: "Gourry?!"

Quatre-Chan: "Well observed, Miss Inverse. If you can answer this question correctly, not only will you receive the bag of gold, but you will also get his Sword of Light."

Lina: "The Sword of Light?" *She stays silent for a moment to think about the situation.*

Quatre-Chan: "Or you can refuse, not get the money or the sword and have him."

Lina: "Hm.. ."

Gourry: "Lina, you can't seriously be thinking of playing this game!"

Quatre-Chan: *Turns to her 'prisoner.* "Aren't you supposed to be an idiot?"

Lina: "Okay, I'll play on one condition.. ."

Quatre-Chan: "And that would be?"

Gourry: *Whispers.* "Please be me. Please be me.. ."

*The Audience, Firestone, WuFei and Quatre-Chan all leaned forward, eagerly awaiting to her the sorceress' answer.*

Lina: "That I get to have a huge meal after I'm done."

*Everyone face faults, except for Gourry who just sweatdropped seeing that he was hanging from the ceiling.*

Quatre-Chan: "Heh, heh, okay if that's what you want. Your question is, In any adventure known, to you or anyone, what is the most annoying sound on the face of this Earth? Is it; A: The sound of an empty stomach, B: Firestone bitching at me because he thinks I'm being sexist-"

Firestone: "Hey!"

Quatre-Chan: "C: Naga's laugh or D: A loud explosion?"

Lina: "Well.. . loud explosions don't phase me, unless I have to pay for the damages. I don't know much about this Firestone, so I really can't say. An empty stomach is easily cured with the right remedy, but Naga.. ." *Cringe.* "She takes the cake. D."

Quatre-Chan: "I agree! Here is your gold, your dimwit and the sword" *At that time Gourry fell from the ceiling and landed on the floor with a loud 'Thud' and 'Ow'.* "And your feast is waiting for you back stage. I hope you enjoy."

Lina: *Takes the bag of gold, grabs her 'bodyguard' by the hair and drags him off the set.*

Quatre-Chan: "That was fun. Or next anime gal is also from a video game called Tales of Eternia. Although for some reason the game was called Tales of Destiny II when they brought it over to the US. Please welcome Meredy."

Meredy: *Skips over and sits.*

Quatre-Chan: "Here is your question. What is the name of the opening to your show? Is it; A: Sora ni Kakeru Hashi, B: Only One #1, C: Mask or D: Kiss in the Dark. And just for the record, I am aware of how bad those puns were."

Meredy: "Meredy likes music!" *Hops out of the hot seat and begins to dance around the set, then starts dancing in place right in front of the host's author friend.* "Dance with Meredy."

Firestone: "Uh, no."

Meredy: "Dance!" *Grabs Firestone and begins to dance, though it looks like they are playing ring-around-the-rosy.*

Firestone: "Okay.. . that's enough." *He released his grip on her and watched her twirl herself way back stage. He glares at the host.* "You knew that was going to happen, didn't you?"

Quatre-Chan: "Yes. Yes, I did. And just so everyone knows, the answer was A." *Looks at the panel of girls.* "What the hell! Umi, let's go!"

Umi: *Removes herself from the panel then sits in the hot seat.*

Quatre-Chan: "Glad you could find time to get away from Cephiro. Now I understand you're actually playing for someone, who would that be?"

Umi: "Caldina. Lafraga told her that she has a gambling problem, so she sent me instead."

Quatre-Chan: "I see.. . Well here is your question for a million. Who is MY favorite character in MKR? Is it; A: Ascot B: Mokona, C: Clef or D: Aska?"

Umi: "Could you tell me how I am to know this answer?"

Quatre-Chan: "Hey, I'm asking the questions here. But to answer yours.. . use the phone."

Umi: "Okay, I'll call Firestone."

Quatre-Chan: "That's cheating!"

Firestone's cell phone: *Ring!*

Firestone: "Hello? As if I didn't know.. ."

Umi: "You know this little dragon better than anyone, so who is her favorite character on my show and or manga?"

Firestone: "Clef."

Umi: "Hn." *Hangs up even though she wasn't holding a phone.* "C."

Quatre-Chan: "You're right." *Hands her a check.* "Give it to Lafarga if you're going to give it to anyone."

Umi: *Nods, takes the check and walks into the audience.*

Quatre-Chan: *Turns to Firestone.* "You know I'm having a lot more fun than I thought I would."

Firestone: "That scares me.. ."

Quatre-Chan: "Well on to our next bishojo. Please welcome Aya Mikage."

Aya: *Sits in the hot seat.*

Quatre-Chan: "I came up as you on a personality test I took for Ayashi no Ceres, ya know?"

Aya: "Now that scares me."

Quatre-Chan: "Hey, if you want the cash than don't diss the host!"

Aya: *In a squeaky voice.* "Okay.. ."

Quatre-Chan: "What is the number one obsession for not only Yuhi, but for many others in the world? Is it; A: Anime, B: Bishounen, C: Music or D: Iron Chef?"

Aya: "Well the answer is obvious.. . it's D: Iron Chef."

Baka2: *From Audience.* "Yeah, Iron Chef rules!!!!!!!!! And you suck!!!!!"

Quatre-Chan: "You are correct, Aya. Here is you check and feel free to slap him on your way into the audience."

Aya: *Takes the check and heads into the audience, indeed hitting The Great Baka2 in the head.*

Baka2: *Grumbles.* "You still suck you cheeky bitch.. ."

Quatre-Chan: *Sighs.* "I'm sorry to say that we are down to our last bishojo, but she is my all time favorite. Dim the lights for a dramatic entrance."

WuFei: *Having not done anything for the entire time except for assisting Firestone lower Gourry from the ceiling, turned down the lights.*

*Dramatic music begins to play as footsteps are heard approaching the hot seat.*

Quatre-Chan: "Please put your hands together for my favorite bishojo, Merin Chang!"

Audience: *Claps and cheers except for Baka2 who just shouted "Boo, get off the stage you slut!"*

WuFei: "What?!"

*Lights turn back on and Merin is sitting across from the chibi ryu.*

Quatre-Chan: "It's so refreshing to see that you're alive and well."

Merin: "Thank you and may I say this for all to hear, I apologize for trying to step on you."

Quatre-Chan: "Think nothing of it."

WuFei: *Silently turns and slinks over to the entrance/exit.*

Quatre-Chan: "Where ya goin, Wu-Chan? Don't you want to see your wife play for the million?" *An evil gleam was sparkling in her eyes.*

WuFei: *Stops, but doesn't look back.* "I have to go. I think I left the oven on.. . yeah that's it." *He started to approach the doorway again.*

Merin: *In her silent manner got behind the Chinese boy.* "Where are you going husband of mine?"

WuFei: "Out of here." *He took off at full speed.*

Merin: "Get your ass back here!" *Chases after her husband.*

Quatre-Chan: "What a joyous reunion! I love 5xM.. . See you next time on Who Wants to be a Millionaire. And oh yeah, thank you Firestone."

Firestone: "Why are you thanking me?"

Quatre-Chan: "Because I got to see WuFei and Merin back together."

Firestone: ".. . I see.. ."

The End

(*****Took me long enough, right? Firestone was a big help in writing this seeing that it was for him, so thanks again Firestone and The Great Baka2 is another friend of mine. I really have no idea why he was in the audience for Millionaire. Contact me at: quatre_chan5@hotmail.com and let me know what you think. Until then, ja!*****)