If only the real Gundam Wing could be this epic.

It's been years since I've been compelled to review something, but I must thank you for giving me such a good laugh this morning.

Holy crap, I'm in tears.

You are utterly brilliant, good sir. XD

I... I actually feel braincells dying. That is surreal.

Please be a troll.

Because otherwise... erm... please be the end.

omg this is epic! everything you write is epic! I just know if you were to write your own novel and have it published, every bookstore would be sold out of copies on the first day!

I think I can hear puppies dying.
No, it's just me.
Keep up the good work on these godly fanfictions.

OH NO. HIS MUFFIN FOR LUNCH DID NOT TASTE GOOD?

No, Sean, the radio crackered, you are the muffins.
And then Sean was a zombie

"No!!" Heero was mad at all the penguins die.
No you are the penguins.
And then Heero was a penguin.

This is a short story written by the popular author, Peter Chimaera, which explores the trials and tribulations of not only a school life, but a life which carries a great burden.

The protagonist, Heero, struggles day to day in his fight to not only obtain a scrumptious muffin, but to maintain the balance of penguins and evil. "No I am uhngry and this is not good", while seemingly an ordinary statement has an underlying tone which (when read by a professional writer such as myself, and not the immature pups who blast this godly work) one is able to delve into, and relate to on an emotional level. Some argue that this is, in as little as two words, “the best” example of Man vs. Self.

One might even question what would have happen had the muffin tasted good, could the fight have been stopped altogether, could the man described as 'it' been relieved of his cruel fate as prey to the flying muffin. What if the muffin had been a delicious cake, would ‘it’ have been forced to eat the said cake? Some authors, who I refuse to name, fail to see the depth that one is able to extrapolate for a more profound understanding. As for Heero's heartfelt sorrow which is described in such passion, "No!!" Heero was mad at all the penguins die.” for the untimely death of the penguins, which we can determine to be well over 90 if not more, is clearly the portrayal of the inner workings of this young man’s mind.

From an introverted, lunch-throwing child, we watch as Heero becomes a penguin-loving, thankful man for not only the timely save by Duo (another example of Peter Chimaera’s clever use of Deus Ex Machina), but for the possibility of there being more penguins. One could, with a keen eye and True interest in writing, seek their own understanding of this magnificent piece of art, yet many fail to do so. As a fellow writer and avid fan, I say no less than this: God has given you a gift, Peter Chimaera, and it is to write. Let no one tell you otherwise. Thank you, fine gentlemen (I tip you a cigarette) who support this. Thank you Peter for another piece of art, another example of English literature at its best, from which we green-horns can learn and study.

Yours truly,
A loving fan
Note: To those who insult the use of penguins in the North Pole, this is fictitious piece; therefore artistic license is key, correct? The penguins are simply a driving plot within the story, I laugh at those who fail to notice this.

Oh God... What is this crap? Learn how to spell and use grammar before even attempting to post any story.

Aw, God, Heero, ya douch!
Why'd the penguins have to die?
Sad Face. .
:(

Best story ever.
I'd read it again.

You sir are the greatest author who has ever lived.

Only Peter Chimaera can write fanfic better than the original material...

Phoenix Wright - Final Trial

Phoenix was having rough day at the office and his muffin for lunch did not taste the good. "No I am uhngry and this is not good" and threw the muffin and hit Maya.

"Hey the " Maya said. It was having bad day.

"Sorry" and so Phoenix went to his cab and he drove away to be by himself at the courthouse.

"HAHAHAHAHA" said Edgeworth who was waiting there for him "I have returned and I will kill the client with prosecutor powar!"

They argued and Phoenix won. But Edgeworth detonatationed his car and the courtroom blew up.

"No!" Phoenix was mad at all the witnesses die.

Edgeworth got the car and drove to prosecutor's office. Phoenix's magatama was not good for psyche-locks the he went spoking with talk to Pearl who fixed it.

"Now I can read minds" and they argued in the office where tehy battled with objections antil both attorneys were all stumped and none could contradict. This was the end of psyche-locks and Mia found them and rescued Phoenix.

"No I cannot be left to die" Edgeworth said and he was stuck there in the prosecutor's office.

"Thank you" Phoenix and Mia went to Wright and Co. where they had peace.

MAYBE THE END . . . . ?

DUDE PENGUINS LIVE IN THE SOUTH POLE NOT THE NORTH POLE.