The Little 'Lemme Outta Here' Barrel

Fic written by Norli, with help from remainder of company

Norli: oh yay! My first ficcy! Humor humor humor, all I do is humor!

Kaede: WE GET THE PICTURE! WRITE THE FICCY!

Norli: oh, yeah.

Disclaimer: I (Norli) own…well, actually nothing. Vil owns the little barrel guy that shakes and goes "Excuse me, excuse me, lemme outta here!!" when you pass your hand in front of the light sensor thing. And I do not own Golden Sun.

Summary: The gang finds the little lemme outta here barrel. Nuff said.

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"Ivan, stop that! You're going to run into something!" Isaac warned, watching Ivan race around at what looked like the speed of light.

"I am not! I do this all the time--*whack*…ow…" Ivan slumped against the object he'd just run into.

"Brick wall or big tree, Ivan?" Mia asked from a little distance away.

"Looks like a statue, actually."

"Don't tell me…"

"No, it's ok, I didn't break the statue…I think."

"You guys are sad," Garet said, coming out from inside. The four of them were just outside the Inn in Bilibin.

"No, Ivan's just clumsy," Mia said, scowling. "Not that he minds."

"You're right, I don't mind."

"Well, I mind!"

"Why should you mind? You're not the one who's constantly running into big, hard-to-move objects."

"I'm not the one with the Wind Psynergy, either."

"Point to Mia," Garet said, and the Djinni on his shoulder laughed.

"Guys, look at this!" Isaac called from inside, where he had disappeared to unnoticed some few seconds earlier. "This is so cool!"

"What is?" Garet asked as they joined Isaac in their room.

"This," he said, motioning toward a table.

Sitting on the table was what looked like a little barrel. But it seemed a hole was cut out of the barrel so a little blue eye could look out. Directly below the eye was a small black circle.

"Oooo-kay…it's a barrel…Isaac, you've been hanging around Garet too long," Ivan said.

"No, watch," Isaac insisted, and he passes his hand in front of the eye. Almost like 'magic,' the barrel let out a shrill cry.

"Excuse me, excuse me, LEMME OUTTA HERE!!"

"GAH! What was that?!" Garet asked, backing away from the barrel. The change in light activated the motion sensor again, and again the barrel yelled.

"Excuse me, excuse me, LEMME OUTTA HERE!!"

"Get it away!"

"Don't touch it!"

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh--*smack*…ow…"

"This is so cool!!"

"Excuse me, excuse me, LEMME OUTTA HERE!!"

"Hide it!"

"Throw it out the window!"

"Blow it up!…ow…"

"No way! I'm keeping it!"

"You're insane!"

"Took you long enough Garet."

"Aw shuddup Mia."

"Watch your mouth! See who heals you the next time you have to fight Saturos!"

"Isaac will!"

"Excuse me, excuse me, LEMME OUTTA HERE!!"

"No he won't! He'll be too busy playing with that thing!"
"Didn't ask for your opinion, Ivan."

"Didn't need to, Garet."

Suddenly there was a sound like wood splintering, and the barrel on the table dissolved into a pile of sawdust.

Standing on top of the pile was a little blue eye with stick-figure arms and stick-figure legs. It glared at all of them

"IF YOU WONT LEMME OUT THEN I'LL GET OUT MYSELF!!" it hollered, and jumped out the window, landing on that gold statue in the middle of town. "Ow."

THE END

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Norli: insanity doesn't reign around here. It pours.

Kaede: Enough puns.

Norli: but I'm having pun, Kae!

Kaede: Do I look as though I care?

Norli: well, not really…

Kaede: exactly. Now follow the arrow—

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