Helr, kind people of FanFiction! This is mah firstest ever fic, so please don't hurt me! -hides in corner anyway-
Now then, for the stuff that I have to put in even though I really don't want to...
Disclaimer: I do not own ToonTown, regardless of how awesomely set up and cool it is. -is sad- I do, however, own Lady Trixie. All the nicknames are mine too. No stealy. Or else I shall be angry. Sandy Beech is an old friend of my sister's. Lady Bubbles Purplepop, Princess Binky, and Miss Rosie Feathercorn are my mom's and sister's Toons, respectively. And now that you have been bored out of your wits, you have permission to read and fully comprehend my fic. P.S. Please don't blow my brains out for forcing you to read this waste of space.
-----I looked up from my computer as my mom called me.
"Lorna-Doon!" she yelled for the fourth time, using my favorite nickname. I slid a shawl around my thin shoulders and bounded quickly down the stairs to dinner.
Lady Trixie turned around slowly, blinking cautiously twice. The short brown monkey turned back around and gave a heavy sigh. She looked at her three best friends, Lady Bubbles Purplepop, Miss Rosie Feathercorn, and Princess Binky. She nodded to each of them.
They stopped their odd, robotic, computer-programmed breathing, and allowed themselves to assume more natural poses. Lady Bubbles Purplepop, or Bubbly for short, a short horse with a light purple head and brown arms and legs, rested her white-gloved hands on her hips, Miss Rosie Feathercorn, also known as Rosebud, a medium-height all-purple cat, folded her arms, and Princess Binky, normally called Binks, a medium-height all-yellow duck, set her weight on her right foot.
Lady Trixie, nicknamed Trix, spun on her heel and rushed back toward the Spin Doctor she had been attacking. She ran up behind it as it ambled awkwardly down the streets of the Brrrgh. She kicked it in its metal rear end and it stopped short. The large robot gave several clangs as it turned around to face little Trix, who looked it dead in its cold eyes and said, "Bring it on!"
Trix led the huge hunk of junk a little bit down the road and turned. Her friends joined her in the battle.
"What do you guys need?" Rosebud asked, looking at her friends.
"I've fallen way behind on Drop," complained Binks, pulling off a glove and checking her fingernails.
"I agree, Binks. I haven't used Drop in the longest time!" Trix said.
"But, guys, I don't have Drop! Trix…?" said Bubbly pleadingly.
"Okay… Rose-bud, use Drop with Binks. I'll Squirt, I guess. Bubbly can Lure," Trix suggested with a shrug. Her friends looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
'I'll never get anywhere with Drop…' Trix thought sadly, but she wore a smile all the same.
Bubbly yanked out a huge, blue magnet and held it so that it faced the Spin Doctor. The robot resisted a bit, but eventually flew forward by about a foot. Trix reached behind herself, pulling a length of tan hose from a bright red fire hydrant. She held it up and fired a large blast of water at the Cog. The metal machine was thrown backward by the force of the water jet. He brushed off his sleeves and stood straight. He returned to his normal stance as Binks and Rosebud readied themselves for their attack.
The duck and cat moved in front of the Cog, grabbing small blue boxes identical to the one that Trix had used. They pressed the buttons in the middle and an anvil and a large weight dropped on the Spin Doctor's head. He was squashed to the ground, but lifted himself up again. He only had time to brush off his sleeves before the laughter reached him and he exploded.
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Me: Omigawd. I did it. I really, truly did it. I WRITEDED ME A FANFIC!! -claps so hard that arms fall off- Oochi.
Trix: I am awestruck. The human who operates my computer-programmed Toon is quite unintelligent.
Me: Quit using those big words like you're smart. You fling poo for a living, monkey.
Trix: -internal 'keep-your-cool' mechanism snaps- -goes monkey-ape-gorilla psycho on my aspirin- YOU MOTHERJUNKER! YOU STUPID SON OF A BATCH OF COOKIES! YOU'RE SUCH A PAIN IN THE ASPIRIN!! -attacks me-
Me: -in pain-
Bubbly: -appears- First, just erase the conversation of the past twenty-three seconds from your memory. Second, please con-crit Snaps' fic. She worked hard. Third, if you like this story please make a horse Toon. I am afraid we are a dying breed. Cats are beginning to overrun ToonTown. Please try to make a horse or another more rare Toon, for our sake. Thank you and goodnight.