Integrate This! (Now a YWS Fanfiction!)

funnae! Thats what this story is. Quite enjoyable really, but Im confused, shold this be treated as an actual story, or is it just something enjoyable to write and read? I'd prefer the latter but in case its not, this "jumped" out at me:

jumped to her feet and jumped

All in one sentence too. Anyways 'run' works just as good in this case.

Yay, more SPEW members! Mwahahahaha. This story rocks all the socks in Target. And Wal-Mart. And K-Mart. And any other place you can buy socks.

You stole my phrase!!! *jumps up and down* my phrase!

But I forgive you...

And the singing quartet is awesome... Hmm... I'm the fourth person to say that... think there's any connection?

Silent Aviator landed on top of a bus. In front of him, a Miata was speeding in front of him. The bus driver was cautious, but Silent Aviator had some other ideas. With a quick motion, he swung down from the roof, kicked the bus driver out of his seat, and took over the wheel.

"It's alright, I can drive this. It's just like driving a LAV-25," this brought silence, "It's okay, I'm a marine." This didn't bring the sighs of relief he expected.

He checked the rear view mirror. An old lady, two people handcuffed to handrails, and four middle eastern men with automatic weapons, one which looked like the number one most wanted terrorist in the world.

"The miata is accelerating. If you do not catch it, we will kill you," Osama Bin Laden said.

Silent Aviator's ride suddenly became more interesting.

I think this is reallly funny so far i can not wait for you to continue!

Silent Aviator faced every Marine's worst nightmare: having two terrorist organizations in the same place and not having a weapon. It now became painfully clear to Silent Aviator that he should have paused to grab a weapon, but he had barely gotten up when he had to go into action. A gun pressed up against his neck.

"Listen Infidel, if this bus goes less than 50 miles per hour, I will splatter your brains all over the windshield," A terrorist said.
God...thought Silent Aviator, This is like a bad movie with Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock! He pushed his foot down on the accelerator, frusterated at his inability to do anything.

Fortunately, he didn't have to.

As soon as Silent Aviator dived onto the bus, Snoink organized the SPEW Commandos.
"Dusky, search the Integral Officer. Phoenix, commandeer a vehicle. Grif, take the railgun," Snoink says, handing him a large bore weapon. Phoenix gawked in disbelief.

"How come he gets the rail gun and I get the silly sniper rifle?"

"You DID ask for the Sniper Rifle."

"But Grif-"

"-Wrote an entry on Squills detailing the operation of this rail gun," Snoink ended for him.

"You're evil!"

"Don't I know it!" Snoink grinned.

In actuality, Grif had written the blog post as a purely hypothetical statement. The idea that anyone had actually built one, let alone one which he had described on a purely hypothetical basis, was so improbable that he didn't need to calculate the P-value. The weapon was surprisingly light and for some reason it made him feel more manly and less dorky.

This... thought Grif, ..must be why action heroes are so cool."

"Alright, let's blow this joint," Snoink said.

"I'm on it," Writersdomain said, setting an explosive.

The rest of the SPEW Commandos, went down the stairs. At the bottom, Phoenix had gotten a vehicle. It was a small little VW Beetle. It's former occupants were clowns, all fifty of which were standing on the sidewalk, puttering around.

The SPEW Commandos fit inside the car comfortably. Firestarter was behind the wheel. Snoink rode shotgun. Grif looked around in awe, but Smaur looked around and frowned.

"Snoink, I think we picked up some extra passengers."

"DQ!!!!!!"

It took a few moments for Grif to understand it. DQ was the short name for Darqquon Ql'deleodna, but due to a patent ability for anyone to say (or pronounce) his name, an abbreviaton was necessary.

"PLEASE! Let me join you guys!"

"No, you can't."

"But I look like a SPEW Commando! I even custom stitched the emblem!"

"You can't join."

"Why not?"

"Because the SPEW Commandos don't exist!"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean the SPEW Commandos don't exist! They never existed! SPEW...IS...A...JOKE!"

"How can you say that, after all my attempts to join?"

"I HAVE BEEN TELLING YOU!" Snoink was about to go on when Firestarter picked up the phone.

"Nate? Yes, it does sound like you're busy. What's that? I can't hear you. Can you turn the music down a little bit? Ah, that's much better. What were you saying? Which do I prefer? Well, you know me Nate, I love them all." At this point, Snoink cleared her throat, while giving DQ a look that could kill one of her character studies.

"Anyway Nate, I was calling to tell you we rescued Grif. Yes I know that's good news. You think it's good news too? Well, then we both think it's good news. Listen Nate, I have some not-so-good news. You see, Silent Aviator jumped onto a bus to pursue an assassin and we haven't re-established contact with him yet. I know that's bad news. You think it is bad news also? Well-"

"Give me that!" Snoink said, putting it on speaker. Music was playing in the background, along with a lot of giggling noises.

"Nate, this is Snoink. With me are some other SPEW Commandos, Grif, and DQ. Can you start rounding up the members of YWS and start prepping them for an assault? We're close on the Integral trail."

"Well Snoink, I'll see what I can do, but I have other things to worry about."

"Just make a post on the announcement thread and be done with it," Snoink said, hanging up.

"AHA! You said the SPEW Commando's didn't exist!"

"WE DON'T!" the SPEW Commandos yelled.

"There he is!" Firestarter said, pointing at the bus.

Lol. This was just hilarious. DQ was very nicely captured, I think, as a character. Bravo, Griffy, Bravo indeed.

Haha, I like laughing at myself.

Yes, yes, it's all very good and all...

BUT WHERE IS THE SINGING QUARTET?!

Hmph.

Yes.. i want to see the singing quartet again. And, just who were they? And how come you get the rail gun, Grif? I need to get me one of those.. honestly. And becuase he said he almost did, let's all laugh at Jack for him! hehe. Keep up the good work, Grif (and I just love the siggy, really).

SPEW DOESN'T EXIST?!?!?!?


Alas!! as i am mention i seem like buddy (is that his name?, i can never remember insignificant people like him) from the Incredibles, i am shamed....


but hey, I'm in it arent I! good additions.

Come on, Griffy-Poo, get yer butt in gear and write more! If you don't have more written by the time you read this, I'll personally drive down there and poke you in the ribs with my pinky finger until you give us more!

The masses DEMAND progress!

Yeah! We demand more!

I am outraged that I've had to wait this long. Supply and demand, buddy, gotta keep up.

And if that singing quartet doesn't show up in style... *glares and then grins because is really excited*

I second both of the above, and woud like to add my poking powers to that of Dono's.

And the singing quartet is about to turn militant.

Now.. about updates.. *puppy dog eyes* Please?

Well duh the singing quartet is about to turn militant. I heard this rumour that those four are ridiculously attractive and would look quite hot in uniforms and also have smitten several West Point cadets with their charm, grace, beauty, and lovely singing voices, and would probably have the full support of the corps were this demand to turn violent.

*grins*