Cybersix: In A Nutshell

I know, I know, Forgotten Reality. But you guys seem to like my humor more than my serious stuff, so... what the hell. I did a Yu-Gi-Oh fic like this, too. Go check it out if y'like.

Cybersix Opening Theme
(Inspirational lyrics. Cool lightning flashes. Lots and lots of cool camera angles.)

Enter: The Episode

Lucas: (mindless drivel about sports: soccer/football, one never can tell with him...)
Adrian: Yes, Lucas. I agree. What? No, I hadn't heard that. (patiently agrees, but only because an angry Lucas is like an extremely pissed off gorilla.)
Lucas: And another thing-
Adrian: (having spotted EVIL outside the restaurant) I'm sorry, Lucas, I have to go. (exit)
Lucas: (bitches about the restaurant bill)
Adrian: (runs home)
(Adrian does a nifty sex change and puts on a tight leather bodysuit!)
Cybersix: I don't like evil. Evil is what I was made to be. Does that mean I don't like me? Angst. Angst angst angst. No, wait, no time for that! I must go save Lucas, who has probably gotten himself in trouble with the EVIL outside. (does a NIFTY flip out her window and runs across rooftops and stuff)
Lucas: (has gotten himself in trouble with the EVIL outside) It never even occured to me that I couldn't beat this EVIL. After all, I DID kickbox and wrestle in high school.
Cybersix: Never fear, the beautiful mystery woman of infamy is here. (defeats the EVIL with extreme ease, making Lucas look incredibly weak, though his heart sure was in the right place, BLESS the little fellow!)
Lucas: Wow, Cybersix... I lo- Oh, wait, can't say that.
Cybersix: Awww, why not?
Lucas: Because there's MORE evil behind you!
José: (leaps out from nowhere on the back of a Fixed Idea, cackling evilly) Hahaha! Yes, kill Cybersix! I'm going to eat pizza off a silver platter! Father will be SO proud! Yippee wippee! Wippee!
Cybersix: Think we could talk this over?
José: (kicks the Fixed Idea until it stops charging) Hmm....... (ponders)
Cybersix: At least let the innocents run away?
José: Well... we could stand here and taunt each other for a while. If they don't leave, that's their problem.
Cybersix: Right, then... Taunt! You're an evil crazy little boy!
José: Er, and you're a lethally sexy woman!
Cybersix: ...isn't that a compliment?
José: Uhm.... HEY LOOK BEHIND YOU!
Cybersix: What? (turns around and sees Lucas running at a gaggle of Fixed Ideas, who are charging in, presumably to kill Cybersix) Oh no! I'm in trouble now! Wait! LUCAS!
Lucas: Oh SHIT! (in desperate need of saving!)
Julian: (appears, causes a lot of trouble, and poofs)
Cybersix: (with much jumping, kicking, and swinging on random machinery that just happens to be there, defeats the gaggle of Fixed Ideas and knocks José's mount out from under him)
José: You think this is over? It's just the beginning! (runs back to Daddy, crying like a schoolgirl)
Cybersix: Lucas, we've gotta go now.
Lucas: Why? Shouldn't we stand here and laugh about how pointless that was? Or toss around love-y comments that beat around the bush and never quite get to the point?
Cybersix: Yes, that would make sense, but you're forgetting one thing.
Lucas: What's that?
Cybersix: Every single episode must have an explosion.
Lucas: Oh.
(massive explosion: shaking of the screen, dust flying around, clouds of fire and clouds of smoke, collapsing machinery and much destruction)
Cybersix: See?
Data 7: (leaping in, late as usual) Growl.
Cybersix: So, anyway, what were you saying earlier?
Lucas: Uhm... Oh! Here's what I was telling Adrian... (mindless drivel about sports again)
Cybersix: (whispering to Data 7) I think this is why we never get around to confessing our love.
Data 7: (goes skunk-eyed, obviously not willing to discuss his sister's love problems)
CUT TO: Von Reichter
Von Reichter: Hmm... so she's foiled yet another plan. Curses! Curses! Foul, vile curses! But I'm not done with her yet... (maniacal laughter, blue lightning flashes, glimpses of future EVIL machinery and creatures yet to come)

Cybersix Ending Theme
(Annoying, unintelligible lyrics that make no sense. Clips of characters, list of the staff. Shibby.)