Dorothy Believer: Stop!

::The Author stops singing and the world exists again::

TJ: Hey, we're not in Oz anymore!

STCA: Speak like Yoda do I? Speak like Yoda I do!!

Author: What the...hey! Give me back my keyboard!!!

::Believer the keyboard stealer wrestles the author for the keyboard::

Sidney: Perhaps invite him to our par-tay we should? Leave us alone then would he?

Author: Never! I will dedicate my life to making you weirdos miserable!

::Suddenly Krycek shows up, holding the spork. Following him is Yoda, carrying the Participle::

Sidney: Yoda! Come to save us have you??

Yoda: Come to join the par-tay I have, yes.

Jahar: We can't have the par-tay until we get rid of the awful author!

Believer: What are YOU doing here, Rat Boy?

Rat..er, Krycek: I'm here to save you!

Believer: But you just vowed to destroy us!

Krycek: No I didn't!

Believer: Yeah you did.

Krycek: No, I didn't.

Author: Would you two please quit it?!

Pigeon: Wow....there's a noodle...in my SHOE!!!!! OHMIGOD!!!! THRERE'S A NOODLE IN MY SHOE!!!!!!

Jahar: Yeah, well, if an otter crosses the road on a Saturday afternoon, it's because he knows that the price of tomatoes in China is different from MadTV's theme song!

Believer: Trust no one, the truth is out there, i want to believe, resist or serve, believe the lie, apology is policy, everything dies, amor fati--

Author: Enough!!!!! I give up! You people are too weird! I'm leaving. But just you wait until that par-tay...::e-vil laugh::

Sidney: A good riddance that was.

Jahar: Now, on to our par-tay!

::The whole group, incluing Krycek unfortunately, use the spork and participle combined to go back to the CDM arena, where they find...::