RiverMouth Hotel & Villas: A LyokoFreak Enterprise

[YDV offline]

*the sound of battle and wheeshing of steam echoes down to the kitchens, where delinquent TB3 is washing dishes*

Hmm...that sounds like a 2000 ton steam powered castle landing on a Stutz Bearcat and a simultaeneous zombie invasion.

This is a job for...the Thunderbirds!

*presses a little communicator and then walks to the reception*

A silver jet, a green cargo carrier and a red space-rocket land on the car-park, not only incinerating 50% of the zombies but wrecking every car that survived the arrival of the Steam Castle.

Their work done, the secretive Thunderbird aircraft lift off again.

George Romero(eyes wide): Why did I waste my life with zombie-flicks?

Sksong lifts his grenade launcher and fires off a round - it goes wide, missing the remaining Zombies and vanishing deep into the bowls of the hulking Steam Castle.

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BOOM!

20,000,000 psi of steam pressure WIPES OUT the whole car-park area and the villas as the castle blows its guts out. As the last zombie is vaporised Hotel Staff take stock of the damage.

Repairing Hotel: $2,000,000
Replacing Cars: $1,250,000
Rebuilding Steam Castle: $999,999,999
Repelling the zombies: priceless

There are somethings money can't buy - for everything else, there's mastercard. Specifically, Samblob's mastercard.

SAMBLOB (eye twitching): Skysong - compensating the owner of that flying castle is coming out of your paypacket.

TB3: My work here is done.

SAMBLOB: Oi - delinquient! Get working on rebuilding the hotel! Bring bricks and mortar!

TB3 (cringing) Yes master (to Skysong) when did Samblob get so agressive?

SKYSONG: Look at the back of his head, there's a chunk of debry lodged there.

Prince YD's personal assistants come running to the lobby, where he is still brooding about the hotel not having any suites, Royal Police quarters, or the room "333".

PA1: Your Highness!!!

YD: Yes, yes. What is it>?

PA2: *stops running, pants* Our jet has been "accidentally" landed on by a giant flying castle, and then disintegrated into tiny particles by a misplaced grenade.

YD: WHAT?! Is there ANY good news?

PA1: Well, yes. Secretary 2 has agreed to marry me this weekend!

YD: Congratulations. I'll make sure to have the National Fire Department dump a gigantic bucket of water over the ceremony. Any other good news?

PA2: Uh.. I just saved a bunch of money on car insurance by swtiching to Geico?

YD: *puts hand on his forehead* WHY don't I fire these guys again?

Er.. because the Take Over Canada intiative used up all of New Lyoko's extra war funds, I won't send missles at whoever was responsible for this. Do you have a room 233?!

[TL.]

Eddy goes in search of the rumoured flying penthouse in the hills. Finds it. Blows it up. Use parts to rebuild the SteamCastle. Castle hovers above the ocean. Eddy, satisfied with this work, goes to the restaurant.

Eddy: Sanji! A median cooked pork sirloin steak and chips please. And a pint of Diet Coke. *Watches TB3 drink a cold pint of John Smith. Shudders. Teetotaller.*

[YDV offline]

The Prince grew tired of pressing the little bell thing that is -supposed- to call the manager in the lobby, so he decided to go to the restaurant. He was followed by two Royal Police guards. They sat down at the bar.

YD: HEY WAITER GUY!!!

Sanji comes running out, as Prince YD yelled rather loudly.

YD: That was pathetic. It took you .9 seconds. I expect faster service. Now, don't you people have menus or something?

He shrugged.

YD: No menus?! Why, good sir, don't you know who I am?

He shook his head. One of the Royal Police guards stood up.

RP 1: You are speaking to none other than His Highness the Prince of New Lyoko, New New Lyoko, and all of Its Territories, and is to be addressed as Your Highness, Your Sirness, Your Pimpness, or more casually, Sir.

YD: Thank you.

Sanji said that he'd never even HEARD of New Lyoko.

YD: WHAT?! Never heard of New Lyoko?! We're only the most powerful nation on the entire continent of Nalapix!

He looked confused.

YD: UGH!!! OFF WITH HIS HEAD!

One of Prince YD's assistants got up from the table they were sitting at and walked over to the bar.

PA 1: I hate to burst your bubble, Your Highness, but about that Constitution that the Council was forced to make by the political insurgents--

YD: What was that?

PA 1: Er.. nothing. But the Constitution says you can't execute people from other countries.

YD: I can't execute Palace Staff, I can't execute non-citizens.. who CAN I execute?!

Secretary 2: *comes into the restaurant with a copy of the New Lyokoan Constitution and hands it to them* Here you go, sugar.

YD: Uh.. excuse me?

Secretary 2: I was talking to my fiancee, Your Highness.

PA 1: Thanks puddin'. Anyways, let me see.. in the Killing People section, under the Principalic Authority clause, it says that you're allowed to execute.. um... people who don't pay their taxes. Er, about that, Sir, I hope you recall I gave you my word that I'd pay mine really, really soon--

YD: *evil grin* Oh, Secretary 2... could you go fetch the portable guillotine for me?

Secretary 2:

[YDV offline]

Prince YD looks up from pulling the cord on the Royal Portable Guillotine.

YD: Is it, really? Aww.

Personal Assistant 1 gets up from the neck.. holder.. thing.. and leaves the restaurant, scared out of his mind.

I suppose I will have a milkshake.

[Exploder offline]

*still standing at desk waiting for a room*

[YDV offline]

After running like a little girl away from TB3, Prince YD strangles Secretary 1.

YD: YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO KEEP TRACK OF MY TIPS!!!

PA 2: Your Highness..

YD: What?! I am a LITTLE busy here..

PA 2: Very sorry, Sir, but there appears to be a letter for you.

Prince YD stops trying to strangle Secretary 1, who drops to the ground, gasping for breath. YD steps over and walks to PA 2.

YD: Well, where is it?

PA 2: There's a delivery boy at the door who won't give it up unless it's to the Prince himself.

YD: Delivery boy? Don't you mean mail carrier?

PA 2: No. Mail carrier is like sooo 10 minutes ago.

YD: What?

PA 2: ..nevermind.

Personal Assistant 2 leads the Prince out into the lobby again, and through the front door. Outside there is a mysterious boy on what seems to be an alpaca, looking severely stoic.

YD: *steps up to the delievery boy* Well, I'm here.

Delivery boy: Are you the Prince of New Lyoko?

YD: DON'T YOU RECOGNIZE ME?!

Delivery boy: ...not really. But whatever. *hands Prince YD the letter and rides off*

YD opens the envelope and begins to read the letter:

To the Prince of New Lyoko:

You have something we want. If you don't give it to us within the next five hours, we will send a missle straght for your hotel. And don't bother trying to leave the island-- we've sealed off all ports and airspace.

With Love,

X

DUN DUN DUN!!! **To be continued.. maybe**

[Sanji offline]

*continues cooking everyones food, being sneaky and breaking a super tabasco star over the sirloin steak, the wheeling it all out with a smile before disappearing back into kitcen*

[TL.]

Team Lyoko: Since I'm no longer SteamCa5tle, there is no need for the Steam Castle. Steam Castle and Eddy, I banish you back to the mind of Katsuhiro Otomo!

Eddy: The steam castle can not be possible to destroy now the world has seen it. Kings (YDV) and commoners (TB3) alike have witnessed its power. Once revealed, a marvel of this kind can exist independently. Even if it was destroyed and every spec obliterated, someone will reproduce it! They’ll find a way! And why do you think that is? Because this is the ultimate beauty! You see! In the next century, and those that follow, science will continue to advance! Mankind will be mesmerised by its awesome power…….

TL: Ah cut the *BKO* word, and just disappear in a puff of logic!

*Puff. Eddy and the Castle are gone*

TL: Now that over, can I have a room please?

[YDV offline]

It is two weeks later. Prince YD and Personal Assistant 1 sit in the lobby, STILL waiting on that room, and they are playing chess. (Not the boring kind-- that super cool futuristic kind with the multiple levels )

PA 1: You know I'm still mad at you for making me and Secretary 2 get married in the alley behind the hotel. I wanted to have a nice reception in a New Lyokoan countryside, but NOOO.

YD: *doesn't even care that he's being disrespected* Well Sorry. If someone had given me a room then maybe I could've let you off for the weekend.

PA 2: *walks in* Uh... Your Highness... wasn't there some letter two weeks ago about some people giving you five hours to give them something or they would send a missile at the Hotel?

YD: What? Oh, that. Well obviously they forgot because I didn't seen no missiles. Queen to B5. (I have NO idea what those moves are actually called but whatever)

PA 2: Well.. shouldn't we contact Global Reconnaissance and see if they discovered any failed missiles or something?

YD: Why worry about it? Check.

PA 1: ...Darn it. Um... *tries to think up a move*

Secretary 2: Hey honey? Aren't we supposed to get a welfare check from the government for getting married in service? I thought you were gonna send them a letter.

PA 1: If you haven't noticed, we kind of ARE the government.

Secretary 2: ...Oh yeah.

YD: Mate! I win!

PA 2: *sweatdrops* Well, since I appear to be the only person in this entire establishment with common sense, I'm gonna at least call back home.

Personal Assistant 2 flips out a cell phone and punches in a number.

Operator: You have reached the Government of the Principality of New Lyoko. To hear pointless jabbering about how great we are, press 1. To give praises to the Prince, press 2. To contact the government agencies, after listening to incredibly long and incredibly boring elevator music, press 3.

PA2: *presses 3*

Operator: HAHA!! SUCKER!!! WE'RE THE BAD GUYS!! HAHAHAHA! Missile time!

PA 2: ...Oh, Sh--

A big missle hits the hotel, causing a monumentous explosion. TB3, who had just been coming back from the grocery store in town, groaned and dropped his bags, shouting "NOT AGAIN!!"

[TL.]

While TB3 has a fit over the state of the east wing, TL walks up to prince YD's chess game.

TL: You, the block with the crown. Can I join your game? I've been sitting here all night waiting for somebody to check me in. It’s more boring than watching a program on global warming and why we should cut back on fossil fuels and use hybrid cars.


Thanks for the steak Sanji

[Sanji offline]

*relaxes in cooks quarters, staring at portrait of Erynn on the wall*

Ah Erynn- CHwan..or shall i call you Erynn-swan, your so beautiful....*eye thats visible turns into a heart*

[MY85 offline]

*relaxes in cooks quarters, staring at portrait of Erynn on the wall*

Ah Erynn- CHwan..or shall i call you Erynn-swan, your so beautiful....*eye thats visible turns into a heart*

*sees Sanji adding sleeping pills on Erynn's food* Damn, I gotta warn Erynn of this... *runs away*

[YDV offline]

YD: Go ahead, you can play for me. I think I heard the sound of some guys being kicked into a wall or something.

TL grins mischeviously as he takes the Prince's place and Personal Assistant 1 sweatdrops.

A Royal Police guard steps up to Prince YD.

RP 1: Your highness. *quick bows* Would you like me to go see what that was?

YD: NO!! It's my job as Prince of New Lyoko,the country that secretly owns the Carribean to go see what's going on. Now move it.

RP: Yes, Sir! *moves it*

Prince YD jumps on a hoverscooter (that looks suspiciously like the Overwing
) and rides over the rubble of the demolished East Wing. He heads into the kitchen, where TB3 and Rodri are bent over, looking for their teeth. However, as soon as YD comes into the room, TB3's head snaps up and his eyes are filled with rage.

YD: *skids to a halt* Oh! Err.. it's you! Um.. d-didn't I mention that it wasn't exactly MY fault that the East Wing got blown up?! Blame the Terrorists! Blame Secretary 1! Blame America!! They didn't do a good job giving all the bad guys a time out!

TB3 pounces on YD, who tries to get away on his hoverscooter/Overwing but fails and it accidentally crashes into Sanji's stove, causing a big fire.

YD: GUARDS!! ERYNN!! MOMMY!!

[Star Way]

(Wow, I just started reading this. xDDDDD)

What was that? Ya'll know I don't like such noise in my private quarters...

I want a drink.

[Skysong offline]

So much for my X-men supply for the rest of my life...

Sanji! Gimme something with chocolate! Lots of it!

Honestly, I leave the hotel for a day and all BKO breaks loose.

[YDV offline]

Prince YD limps back into the lobby, clothes tattered and crown slightly banged up.

PA 1: What happened to you?

YD: Need... hug...

PA 1: I'm not hugging you! I'm MARRIED!

YD: I SAID GIVE ME A HUG B**** BEFORE I EXECUTE YOU!!

Secretary 2: *while stitching socks* Do what the Prince said, now, k puddin'?

PA 1 reluctantly givess Prince YD a hug, and he trembles.

YD: The frying pans... the... rolling pins.. oh the horror...

[Lyn offline]

... *takes keys* Hey look. A prince. Cool. *pokes* Feeling ok? (Say, I wonder... are you allowed to poke royality? I'll have to find out...)

And what hapened to the east wing? o.O' It blew up? Do we need to fix it? I'll help! ^_^ Hey you! *points* Where do you keep the hammers and chainsaws? ...Of course, now that I think about it, perhaps it's better if this hotel had no chainsaws... o0''