After extensive research requiring a non-stop Slide-a-thon, I have finally been able to write my own fanfic that has absoultely nothing to do with the real Slider's universe. Enjoy! Prolouge [A young woman, in her mid-teens walks onto a giant stage in front of a giant red curtain. She pulls out a microphone and cuts it on.] Kristin (me): **ahem** Friends, are you sick and tired of those mediocre Sliders episodes with no plots? Are you always upset when you see a giant plot hole? Are you even bothering to take me seriously? If you answered to any of these questions then chances are that 1)you actually read this and didn't bother to skip ahead to the story or 2) You are an avid watcher of Sliders. And I need people like you to point out the flaws in Sliders so that I can blow them completly out of proportions with my new, upcoming Sliders ripoff...Uh, Fanfic-- [There is a loud fanfare. The red curtain behind Kristin lifts to reveal a giant red neon sign which reads--] Kristin (says dramatically): SLIDERS: THE REJECTED EPISODES!!!!! [Kristin flashes the audience an award winning smile.] Kristin: And I have a special guest! [She jogs off stage. There is the sound of Kristin and a guy arguing. Finally a man walks onto the stage with Kristin behind him. He has a smile on his face.] Kristin: Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you Jerry O'Connell! [The 'Jerry' the audience sees is a large, overweight man wearing overalls, a white shirt and is chewing something. There is a large cowboy hat on his head. He tips his hat to the audience. There is stunned silence from everyone else. Kristin continues to grin helplessly. One man stands up and points at the man.] Audience memeber (shouts): Hey! That's not Jerry O'Connell! Kristin (trying to convince the restless crowd): Why sure he's Jerry! Aren't you Jerry O'Connell? Jerry (in country accent): Yep. I'm Jerry O'Connell of Jerry's Bike Shop! Kristin (mutters):Stupid jerk. He got me the wrong Jerry! [There is a long uncomfortable silence. Kristin sighs.] Kristin (shouts to someone off-stage): Lower the stupid curtain! [But before it can lower, a man jogs up to Kristin. He shifts uncomfortably while they speak. Apparently, the conversation is not for us to hear but Kristin left her mike on.] Stage Manager (panicky): Kristin, you've got to get out of here! Kristin: Why? Stage Manager: The cops are here! And they're angry about all of those parking tickets you got. Kristin: How did they find out where I was? Stage Manager: They just checked all of the auditoriums where the renters didn't have a permit. Kristin: I needed a permit to be here? Stage Manager: I guess I forgot to tell you to get one... Kristin (in a semi-rare fit of violence, she grabs the Stage Manager, shakes him, and screams in a voice loud enough to wake the dead): You moron! What'd you expect me to do? Get one on my own? For God's Sake, I'm only 16! I don't know anything about the legal system! [Kristin calms down and realizes that she accidently knocked the Stage Manager out cold. She stares down at his body.] Kristin: Oh crap...(realizes that Jerry snuck away and that her microphone is still on) Oh double crap... [We can hear sirens. Kristin shifts from side to side and laughs nevously.] Kristin: You guys read my fanfic, okay? (Begans to edge towards the right side of the stage.) Remember, I wasn't here! I'm just a figment of your imaginations! [Several police officers run on stage and order for her to stop.] Kristin: Uh Oh! Exit, stage right! [Kristin makes a mad dash off the stage. The police officers follow. Someone finally drops the curtain.] The End! All trademarks go to the people who created them. I invented nothing except for the complete stupidty. If there really is a Jerry's Bike Shop, then I'm as surprised as you are. All criticisms are gratefully excepted. To get in touch with the author, E-mail her at blueberry07@hotmail.com. "There's a hole in this plot big enough to drive a Mach Truck through!" Babs Bunny of Tiny Toon Adventures This has been a production of Blueberry Enterprises.