Jubilee stared in fascination at the skeletal rat before her. It was wearing a smaller version of Susan¡¦s robe and had a small scythe.

"Hello, Death of Rats," she said.

SQUEEK! SQUEEK! Said Death of Rats.

"He said ¡¦Hello Jubilee¡¦," said Susan.

"I know." A whimper erupted from Sinister and the 2 girls exchanged a glance. Then they looked at Death of Rats.

SQUEEK! It said despereately. It shook it¡¦s head with a resigned ¡¦SQUEEK¡¦ began to pester the 3 villains. The 3 men ran out of the room screaming, Death of Rats running behind then, cleaving the scythe.

"This is better than watching the hunky Biker Mice from Mars," said Jubilee.

"Yeah," agreed Susan.

Meanwhile, our would be heroes were walking along the forest. And walking, and walking, and walking, and walking... Well, you get the picture. Suddenly, a band of humans, elves, dwarves and halflings step out of the trrees. The drow elves had their scimitars out, the surface elves bows and arrows, the halflings rapiers, the dwarves sheilds and swords, 2 humans held balls of fire while the rest shouldered war hammers.

The gang stopped.

"What are you doing in Silver Forest?" demanded 1 of the drow.

"We are merely passing through," said Storm.

"Who are you?" demanded the drow.

"I am Storm, and these are my companions, Death, Wolverine, Bishop, Gambit, Bobby and Rogue," said Storm.

"What is your business here?"

"As I said, we are merely passing through Silver Forest that we may get to Experia that we can rescure our last companion, Jubilee."

"Death?" asked the male drow. He looked at Death. "What are you doing here?"

THE FANFICTION FINISHED, SO I CAME HERE IN SEARCH OF ADVENTURE. MY GRANDDAUGHTER IS FILLING IN FOR ME, said Death.

"Good to see you again, Death," said the drow.

GOOD TO SEE YOU 2, DRIZZT, said Death.

The drow girl watched Death and Drizzt then sheathed her scimitars.

"Well, if they know each other then the others must be OK," she said.

"Death, you have to meet my daughter, Faeryl," said Drizzt. He gestured to the girl. With a sigh she walked over to them.

"Yes, Daddy?" she asked.

The other¡¦s of her band grumbled and put their things away.

"He always does this to her when he meets friends from stories he¡¦s been in. Nest he¡¦ll be introducing her to the Queen Victoria, the one that killed Mary, Queen of Scots in the real world, said one of the barbarians.

"Beornegar, just get used to it. He¡¦ll do this until he dies. There¡¦s this thing in his hormones or something that say to him ¡¦embarrass your daughter. Tell your friends from fanfics about her. Introduce her to them. You Must Obey Me, For I am Your Hormones. Embarras her! Embarras her!¡¦," the elf said. The others laughed.

"Poor Faeryl," said Chalin, another elf.

"OK, I will summon one of mine dragons to bear thee unto Experia," said Faeryl. The crystal in her throat glowed. Soon a huge golden dragon landed.

"What dost thou cammandeth of me, mine Queen?" it asked.

"Goldenrough, these people require transport. I cammand thee to bear them unto Experia with great haste. The virtue of their stolen companion is in great danger." The dragon nodded an flew off with the gang.

"This story if getting too weird," said Faeryl. "She couldn¡¦t leave us out of it, could she? I¡¦m supposed to me doing my adventure to find this place so that I can become the Queen of Silver Forest. This is so depressing." The scenery became a blur and they were back in Icewind Dale.

¡¦#

Lynn rolled her eyes at the 2 men¡¦s grovvelling and decided that enough was enough.

"Oh, all right," she said. "I¡¦ll fogive you this time." She picked up the phone and dialled the vets. "Yes, I¡¦d like to cancel my appointment, please," she said.

The 2 men sighed in releif and went back to eyeing each other warily. Suddenly 3 figures wearing black robes and carrying scythe¡¦s appeared. The first was a tall animated skeleton, the second was a girl that looked more like the Tooth Fairy than the Grim Reaper, and the third was a skeletal rat.

"Oh, hi Death, Susan and Death of Rats," said Lynn brightly. Do sit down."

THANK YOU, said Death, sitting down on the bed.

"It¡¦s a pleasure have the Death of Discworld around. I¡¦ve read a few books and it¡¦s kinda cool. I liked the one where Susan first had to become Death¡¦cause you¡¦d gone missing. The guy that was the lead guy in that band, Rock With Stones In, I believe, sounded cool." Susan glowered at Lynn.

"He¡¦s mine," she warned.

"Don¡¦t want him, Grim. I¡¦m perfectly happy to just dream about the guys I like but can never do stuff with cause they¡¦re figments of other people¡¦s imaginations, like Gambit." Wolverine choked and Lynn smiled at him and turned to her computer, happily letting Wolverine choke to death.

SHE SCARES ME, admitted Death in a low voice.

¡¦#

The gang got off of the dragon in a town called Sunnydale. She flew off. Suddenly a blonde girl chased a blue-furred person down the alley.

"Please Slayer! I¡¦m not a demon! I swear to God!" whimpered the man.

"Yeah, so what¡¦s with the weird powers?" asked the girl.

"He¡¦s right, you know," said Wolverine. The girl whirled round and dropped into a fighting stance.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Wolverine," said Wolverine.

"Oh. How do you know he¡¦s not a demon?" asked the girl.

"Because he¡¦s a mutant," said Wolverine.

"Oh. Well in that case... I¡¦m Buffy, the Vampire Slayer," said the girl.

GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN, SLAYER, said Death.

"Death!" said Buffy. "What are you doing here? I thought you went back to Discworld after you, Quetzal and Zaknafein got the gun from the 2100¡¦s."

I DECIDED TO LET MY GRANDDAUGHTER BE GRIM REAPER FOR A WHILE LONGER WHILE I HELPED THESE PEOPLE FIND THEIR LOST COMPANION.

"Oh. You mean Princess Jubilation?" asked Buffy.

"How did you know?" asked Wolverine.

"We¡¦ve been hearing the fuss she¡¦s been kicking up at the palace," said Buffy. "It seems that she¡¦s invited Susan, Death¡¦s granddaughter, and Death of Rats to visit for a while. King Sinister and his Son¡¦s have been known to spontaniously burst into tears at the slightest mention of them. And we¡¦ve heard how she screams and wails until they let her have her own way. Now she¡¦s kicking up a fuss about the colour of the wedding chappel. She said it clashed with her dress and told King Sinister to repaint it. Then, once it was repainted she said she liked it better the other way. And a few days ago King Sinister, Prince Sabretooth and Prince Apocalypse came running throught Sunnydale High being chased by Deatn of Rats who was cleaving his scythe. It was hilarious."

OH DEAR. POOR DEATH OF RATS. HE MUST FEEL SO USED. I HAVE TO TALK TO SUSAN ABOUT MAKING DEATH OF RATS DO THINGS HE DOESN¡¦T WANT TO, said Death.

Some very weary painters appeared.

"Oh no, she doesn¡¦t want it pained again!" said Buffy.

"Yes, she does. Purple this time," said the painters. "It¡¦s the 3^rd time she¡¦s done this. We wish she¡¦d make up her mind." The painters wobbled away.

"See what I mean?" asked Buffy.

"Poor King Sinister," said Wolverine sarcastically.