The horrible concept of George Bush fanfiction has just formed in my brain. Mary-Sue in the White House! The President's new Personal Assistant, a young lady with a mysterious past, who was employed on account of her outstanding typing abilities! She wears designer suits (lowriders, tight-cut jackets and almost-but-not-quite transparent blouses) which emphasise her slim, yet curvy figure and bring out the colour of her eyes (purple-grey). At the office, she wears her hair in a tight bun, but she lets it down each night before she leaves, and it falls down to her waist in a cascade of shimmering, lush dark magenta curls. The day the terrorists break into the White House and kill off the staff one by one, she pulls out an impressive MG from her impressive cleavage and rescues the President's life in a mind-blowing one-woman showdown. The mystery of the past is then solved: She is a guardian angel sent down to earth to assist the purest of heart, and her mission was to ensure the President would survive - and win - the next election. Her mission completed, she is called upon to go back, but she fell in love with the human and forfeits her immortality for his sake to marry him.

Damn. He is married already. All right, the angel warrior didn't survive the final battle. She threw herself in the line of fire and died in his arms. Her sould, pure and golden, rose up like morning mist in springtime, and even the most cold-hearted terrorist (among those who survived) fell to their knees and sobbed and turned their back on the Islam. Before their execution a few weeks later, the terrorists have converted to Christianity and died with a smile on their lips, while Ellemenarda Angelinna Fabulosa's face appeared in the clouds and smiled benevolently at them. Yes.