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"Still Paying." 
The pseudo-sequel to 
"Slacker Pays."  
And 
"Payback."

By: Slacker and Andrew Wilson
(Be very afraid.)
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    The author known as Slacker walked down the 
street with a tall, green-haired, red eyed woman 
at his side. Any one who knew Sailor Moon would 
recognize her instantly as Sailor Pluto. Any one 
who knew Sailor Moon would also recognize 
Slacker, as well. (Just not as himself.) 

    This would be because instead of his usual 
appearance (5' 10", 165 pounds, shaggy brown 
hair, blue eyes, and a crap-load of facial 
hair), Slacker was currently inside the body of 
Chibi-Usa. This was the result of a few of the 
characters of one of his fics deciding to pay 
him back for the hell he put them through. 

    Chibi-Slacker glanced up at Pluto. Pluto 
noticed this and growled menacingly at her. 

   This was easily explained, as well. Pluto 
wasn't quite herself. If she had been herself, 
she would be a 6'2" male with short (as in buzz-
cut) brown hair, blue eyes, and a perpetual 
unshaven look. That fit the description of the 
mind inhabiting Pluto's body, namely that of 
Andrew Wilson, author of the Hero's Journey 
series. 

    He also, much to his regret, gave Slacker 
the idea for a revenge fic. 

    After the character had their fun 
(Translation: they beat, bruised, abused, and 
then fried him), they stuck him in the Pluto 
body without any perks (i.e. no powers). He was 
understandably miffed about this situation, and 
Slacker had the choke marks to prove it. In 
fact, the smaller author-turned-wannabe-magical 
girl was only alive because a) Andrew had lost a 
significant amount of muscle mass in the 
transition, and b) He/she needed the pink haired 
annoyance alive for the moment.

   Chibi-Slacker was nominally more lucky. He at 
least had the powers that went along with his 
current form. Of course, his most powerful 
attack was "Pink Sugar Heart Attack", which does 
slightly less damage than a gnat. He couldn't 
access the power of the Ginzousho (for some 
stupid damn reason he couldn't figure out) so 
they were stuck. Of course, he/she hadn't 
mentioned this to Andrew/Setsuna, since doing so 
might remove reason "b" mentioned above. 

    Currently, they were looking for the rest of 
the Senshi in the hope that Usagi could use her 
Ginzousho to reverse what had been done  to them 
and send them back home. They had been looking 
for over two hours now. 

    Finally Andrew spoke what was going through 
both of their minds at this point. 

    "This isn't the Sailor Moon reality, is it." 
Disgust, despair, and anger fought for dominance 
in his voice. 

    "I don't think so." 

    "Then, where, pray tell, ARE WE!" Andrew 
yelled at the top of his lungs. 

     Chibi-Slacker moved a bit farther away from 
her, er... him, er...  whatever. 

    "Well, given the weird hairstyle and colors, 
we have to be in an anime, right?" 

    Andrew gave him a 'Duh, stupid' look. 

    "Well, that's obvious. Now, which one is 
it?" He ground out through clenched teeth.

    "We just have to walk around until we see 
someone we recognize. Fairly easy." Chibi-
Slacker said with a shrug. 

    Andrew muttered something under his breath 
as he turned away. A passerby paled when he 
heard it, and began to move faster. 

    "What was that?" Chibi-Slacker asked. 

    "Nothing. Come on." 

    Andrew continued to walk. After a few steps, 
he realized that Chibi-Slacker wasn't following. 
He went back to where he, er... she, um, 
WHATEVER, was standing. 

    "Why are you just standing here?" He asked 
in a reasonable tone. (Or at least meant to. In 
all actuality, he screamed it loud enough  to 
make people four blocks over jump three feet in 
the air. Andrew had had a VERY bad day.) 

   "Remember my plan?"

    "'Walk until we see someone we recognize'?" 
Sarcasm was heavy and obvious. "Yeah, what about 
it?" 

    Chibi-Slacker pointed across the street to a 
man dressed in black and silver. 

    "Who does he remind you of?" 

    "Well, he kinda looks like Ranma. Except for 
the clothes. What's on his forehead?" 

    "That's the way I always envisioned 
Nemesis." 

    "Ah, crap." 

    Chibi-Slacker continued after Andrew's 
rather accurate statement. 

    "I don't know who the guy with all the big 
guns is, though." 

    "Double crap. THAT'S Connor." 

    Chibi-Slacker thought about that for a few 
seconds. Then he remembered a few specifics 
about Connor from Andrew's fics. He rapidly 
reached a conclusion. 

    "Time to leave." 

    "Yes, definitely."

    At that point Chibi-Slacker and Andrew both 
tried to slink off without gathering any 
attention. The laughing was proof they failed.

    "I'll give you twenty-four hours to run. 
Then it's open season!" Nemesis called across 
the street to them.

    At that point, they abandoned the `No 
Attention' plan and ran like hell.

    As they ran, Chibi-Slacker spoke up.

    "Hey, Andrew?"

    "What!?"

    "Do me a *huff* favor."

    "What would *puff* that be?"

    "If we survive this, *wheeze* remind me to 
*gasp* hunt down SKJAM! and seriously hurt him!"

    "Will do. I'll *pant* help."

    "Great. Now all we gotta do is *huff* 
survive."

    "Yeah. If we don't, I'll make sure they kill 
you first."
 
    "Crap."

The End (Thank God!)....Or is it? (Oh, no.)
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Author's pieces:

Slacker:

    Why this happen? Well, the original 
inspiration thing, of course. (Written about in 
mine and Andrew's original Revenge fics. 
Originally started by SKJAM waaaaaaay back 
when.) And then I had this idea at work.... So I 
sent it to Andrew, and he sent it back with some 
revisions, and the rest is... like a really bad 
nightmare, actually. It's now three am and I've 
got work at seven. And I work with power tools. 
Fatigue and power tools: a winning combination!

Andrew:
     
    What could be the worst thing done to 
authors by the characters they abused? How about 
all of them getting stuck on a world with the 
characters they created, and said characters are 
rather... unfriendly. Besides, it's a better 
fate than what Slacker originally planned (see 
below). 
 


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*OMAKE!* *OMAKE!* *OMAKE!*
Want the original ending? You got it!
 
    Chibi-Slacker pointed across the street to a 
Girl with purple hair dressed in a yellow 
outfit.

   "I recognize her."

   "YES! What series?"

    Chibi-Slacker began to edge away from 
Andrew.

    "Now I want you to stay calm."

    "What. Series. Now."

     "Now don't take this the wrong way. It's 
not as bad as you would think."

    "WHAT SERIES! TELL ME OR I SWEAR I'LL MAKE 
NEMESIS LOOK LIKE A PACIFIST PANSY!" 

    "La Blue Girl."

    Andrew calmed down. "Oh, okay. See that 
wasn't so hard, was it?"

    "You're not upset? Oh, thank Go-URK!"

    "No. *SLAM* I'm. *CRACK* Not! *SQUISH!*"

    People who passed by were rather amazed at 
the craters the green-haired woman was pounding 
into the pavement with the pink-haired girl's 
head. The fact that she was making the pavement 
bubble with her swearing was even more 
impressive.

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Slacker's last piece (He promises. Really.):

    Hey, FFML?

    "Tag, you're it."