Tales of the Freak Show This story has lots of crossovers, so to make it
easier for everyone, we'll just say anything protected by a copyright
belongs to someone else. If you didn't already know that, you need to get a
life.
I wrote this story over the summer while I was bored, and it is pretty weird. In a good way! Since not very many people know some of these characters, I've included a brief description for a few of them. Feel free to skip it.
Porridge: Porridge is a good friend of Chippy's and a signature character of the Freak Show.
Gerard uth Mondar: Although he has only been mentioned so far, he is Kee- Kee's boyfriend. A Knight of Solomnia (from the War of Souls series), Gerard unfortunately belongs to Margret Weis and Tracy Hickman, authors of the Dragonlance saga.
Raistlin: Also from Dragonlance, Raistlin has gold skin, gold eyes, hourglass-shaped pupils ,and a bad cough. He and Ramo are dating.
Neopia: Not a character, but the world from Neopets where the story takes place.
Soby Timpson: Actually his name's Toby Simpson, and he's a real person. But I changed it since I didn't want it to sound like we were threatening him. . .
Severus Snape: The potions teacher from the Harry Potter series
Sirius Black: Another character from Harry Potter
Komada: Komada is a character from the animie series Biohunter. He turns into a demon when he's pissed off, and at one point in the movie he's dying. For some reason it shows him floating upside down naked.Then his girlfriend says "Don't die!". Then he's flying toward a light because he must not die. And he's still naked. Therefore, that's how he appears in the story.
FINALLY: TO THE STORY!!!
Chippy took one last look around the darkened room. The bed was made, the computer was off, and the food storage system was running.
"Are you sure you don't need me to come with you?" her best friend, The Gay Bowl of Porridge asked.
"Yes, I'm sure. Remember to feed Becky and don't let anyone know that I'm not here. Make some noise once in a while so my parents don't know I've left. I'll call you when I get to Neopia," Chippy told him.
"Farewell, Chippy. Good luck!"
Chippy closed the door behind her and checked the lock. She wasn't worried about intruders though. Porridge and Becky, her rabbit, could keep anyone out. Chippy padded silently down the dimly lit hall. She was short and thin with the ears of a chipmunk. Her long golden hair was pulled back into a bun and she was dressed in a long green skirt and an ivory tank top. It wasn't really her style, but it made her look sweet and innocent.
Although she had only just started seventh grade, Chippy was a wealthy business woman. Few knew it, but the Explosives, Etc. company, located on a private island in the Caribbean, was owned by the chipmunk-eared girl. She had used a very small portion of last month's profits to buy a small jet and hire herself an instructor.
Now she was boarding the plane in the middle of the night. It could seat six people in the cabin and maybe a body with the luggage in the overhead compartments. The body would have to be cut up, but still. . . The plane was painted purple with yellow trim. Two propellers were mounted on the wings. Inside, the jet was like a very small house, complete with a refrigerator, table, a set of bunk beds, and a tiny bathroom. The seats were black velvet and the rest of the interior was pale leather with aqua paneling. All the latest technology was on board.
No one was there to stop Chippy as she rolled down the runway.
Chippy liked flying. It was peaceful up in the sky. Tonight was clear. The moon was full and drenched the few clouds in silver light. Peak Town was a cluster of tiny lights below her. The hours drifted past. Soon the sun lit the horizon, staining the sky pink and purple.
Chippy yanked a map out of her bag. Just another twenty minutes until she reached Neopia.
After a smooth landing, she called The Gay Bowl of Porridge as promised. "Now can you tell me about your mission? Why did you have to leave in the middle of the night?"
"Well, to make a long story short, we have to assassinate some fools here in Neopia. I wanted to be here first thing in the morning. You know I like to get an early start on my projects," Chippy explained.
Another, considerably smaller, portion of Chippy's income came from assassinations. She was the best of the best among assassins. The business ran in her blood.
She promised Porridge that she would call him regularly, Chippy boarded a bus heading for Neopia Central. She would mingle with the commoners to avoid drawing attention to herself. She got off and stopped by a little cafe for breakfast. Chippy selected a small table near the large window so that she could watch what was going on. A waitress took her order as the inhabitants of Neopia scurried off to work in suits and skirts. A cheese omelette and a hot coffee perked her right up.
Then she went to find Kee-Kee.
As promised, Chippy's sister was waiting in her small apartment at 666 Dead End Drive.
"Chippy! Glad you could make it!" Kee-Kee said gleefully.
The main room of the apartment had a hardwood floor and walls painted to look like stone. Kee-Kee had covered a large portion of the floor with expensive antique rugs. The walls were lined with bookcases and the limited space left was concealed beneath paintings. Some of the artwork was famous, and some had been painted by Kee-Kee herself. A computer sat in a cluttered corner, and a darkened doorway led to other parts of the apartment. Like Chippy, Kee-Kee was very wealthy. She could have built the largest mansion in Neopia. But she preferred her little apartment.
"Ramodaous, Ara, and Ray-Ray will meet us here this evening," Kee-Kee informed the chipmunk girl.
Kee-Kee also had blond hair, but she wore hers shoulder-length. She had greenish eyes and a dusting of freckles. She was a foot or so taller than Chippy as well.
"So what's my assignment?" Chippy asked.
"We're targeting Soby Timpson, creator of Creature Labs and Telly Belly, spokesperson of the Faerie Guild." Kee-Kee filled her sister in as she led Chippy to the guest bedroom.
"Sounds OK," Chippy commented, dumping her bags on the floor. "Where are they?"
"They will both be attending a party at the guild headquarters tonight."
Kee-Kee pulled two slips of silvery paper out of the pocket of her jeans. It was adorned with fancy black script. "Ray-Ray was kind enough to get us tickets," she said with an evil grin.
I wrote this story over the summer while I was bored, and it is pretty weird. In a good way! Since not very many people know some of these characters, I've included a brief description for a few of them. Feel free to skip it.
Porridge: Porridge is a good friend of Chippy's and a signature character of the Freak Show.
Gerard uth Mondar: Although he has only been mentioned so far, he is Kee- Kee's boyfriend. A Knight of Solomnia (from the War of Souls series), Gerard unfortunately belongs to Margret Weis and Tracy Hickman, authors of the Dragonlance saga.
Raistlin: Also from Dragonlance, Raistlin has gold skin, gold eyes, hourglass-shaped pupils ,and a bad cough. He and Ramo are dating.
Neopia: Not a character, but the world from Neopets where the story takes place.
Soby Timpson: Actually his name's Toby Simpson, and he's a real person. But I changed it since I didn't want it to sound like we were threatening him. . .
Severus Snape: The potions teacher from the Harry Potter series
Sirius Black: Another character from Harry Potter
Komada: Komada is a character from the animie series Biohunter. He turns into a demon when he's pissed off, and at one point in the movie he's dying. For some reason it shows him floating upside down naked.Then his girlfriend says "Don't die!". Then he's flying toward a light because he must not die. And he's still naked. Therefore, that's how he appears in the story.
FINALLY: TO THE STORY!!!
Chippy took one last look around the darkened room. The bed was made, the computer was off, and the food storage system was running.
"Are you sure you don't need me to come with you?" her best friend, The Gay Bowl of Porridge asked.
"Yes, I'm sure. Remember to feed Becky and don't let anyone know that I'm not here. Make some noise once in a while so my parents don't know I've left. I'll call you when I get to Neopia," Chippy told him.
"Farewell, Chippy. Good luck!"
Chippy closed the door behind her and checked the lock. She wasn't worried about intruders though. Porridge and Becky, her rabbit, could keep anyone out. Chippy padded silently down the dimly lit hall. She was short and thin with the ears of a chipmunk. Her long golden hair was pulled back into a bun and she was dressed in a long green skirt and an ivory tank top. It wasn't really her style, but it made her look sweet and innocent.
Although she had only just started seventh grade, Chippy was a wealthy business woman. Few knew it, but the Explosives, Etc. company, located on a private island in the Caribbean, was owned by the chipmunk-eared girl. She had used a very small portion of last month's profits to buy a small jet and hire herself an instructor.
Now she was boarding the plane in the middle of the night. It could seat six people in the cabin and maybe a body with the luggage in the overhead compartments. The body would have to be cut up, but still. . . The plane was painted purple with yellow trim. Two propellers were mounted on the wings. Inside, the jet was like a very small house, complete with a refrigerator, table, a set of bunk beds, and a tiny bathroom. The seats were black velvet and the rest of the interior was pale leather with aqua paneling. All the latest technology was on board.
No one was there to stop Chippy as she rolled down the runway.
Chippy liked flying. It was peaceful up in the sky. Tonight was clear. The moon was full and drenched the few clouds in silver light. Peak Town was a cluster of tiny lights below her. The hours drifted past. Soon the sun lit the horizon, staining the sky pink and purple.
Chippy yanked a map out of her bag. Just another twenty minutes until she reached Neopia.
After a smooth landing, she called The Gay Bowl of Porridge as promised. "Now can you tell me about your mission? Why did you have to leave in the middle of the night?"
"Well, to make a long story short, we have to assassinate some fools here in Neopia. I wanted to be here first thing in the morning. You know I like to get an early start on my projects," Chippy explained.
Another, considerably smaller, portion of Chippy's income came from assassinations. She was the best of the best among assassins. The business ran in her blood.
She promised Porridge that she would call him regularly, Chippy boarded a bus heading for Neopia Central. She would mingle with the commoners to avoid drawing attention to herself. She got off and stopped by a little cafe for breakfast. Chippy selected a small table near the large window so that she could watch what was going on. A waitress took her order as the inhabitants of Neopia scurried off to work in suits and skirts. A cheese omelette and a hot coffee perked her right up.
Then she went to find Kee-Kee.
As promised, Chippy's sister was waiting in her small apartment at 666 Dead End Drive.
"Chippy! Glad you could make it!" Kee-Kee said gleefully.
The main room of the apartment had a hardwood floor and walls painted to look like stone. Kee-Kee had covered a large portion of the floor with expensive antique rugs. The walls were lined with bookcases and the limited space left was concealed beneath paintings. Some of the artwork was famous, and some had been painted by Kee-Kee herself. A computer sat in a cluttered corner, and a darkened doorway led to other parts of the apartment. Like Chippy, Kee-Kee was very wealthy. She could have built the largest mansion in Neopia. But she preferred her little apartment.
"Ramodaous, Ara, and Ray-Ray will meet us here this evening," Kee-Kee informed the chipmunk girl.
Kee-Kee also had blond hair, but she wore hers shoulder-length. She had greenish eyes and a dusting of freckles. She was a foot or so taller than Chippy as well.
"So what's my assignment?" Chippy asked.
"We're targeting Soby Timpson, creator of Creature Labs and Telly Belly, spokesperson of the Faerie Guild." Kee-Kee filled her sister in as she led Chippy to the guest bedroom.
"Sounds OK," Chippy commented, dumping her bags on the floor. "Where are they?"
"They will both be attending a party at the guild headquarters tonight."
Kee-Kee pulled two slips of silvery paper out of the pocket of her jeans. It was adorned with fancy black script. "Ray-Ray was kind enough to get us tickets," she said with an evil grin.
