Yay new story! This story takes place in the Larryboy Cartoon Adventures but I feel like I don't need to tell you that.
The only reason I'm posting the first chapter of this story earlier that I kinda would have like to is because my birthday is today, so I decided, "Might as well."
This story will be really short, probably about 5 to 9 chapters long. This chapter and the next chapter will be pretty short while the following chapters after that will be longer.
I feel weird posting this story at this time of year. I'm warning you now, this story will be weird and at one point sad. That's because I'm doing that thing again where I kinda twist one character and hurt another, which probably makes people want to kill me. Anyway I bet you can guess who they are eventually.
Also, you will see me put Greta Von Gruesome in this story at some points. I apologize if her German accent sucks.
I don't own Larryboy or anything obviously, even if it is my birthday.
So, enough of me. Read on!
Chapter 1- The Awesome Hero
They say what goes up must come down.
It all started one cold and bitter evening. The cucumber superhero Larryboy, or in this case, just plain Larry was in his home by a fireplace. It was freezing cold outside, but the millionaire Larry did not notice inside his warm mansion. He sat on a lush and soft sofa drinking delicious hot chocolate his butler Archibald made.
Larry smiled to himself as he drank from the steaming mug. Life was good. It was really good.
The past five weeks have been crime free in the city of Bumblyburg, all thanks to Larryboy. Not a single villain was seen out of jail for long, and it was not because of how cold the weather was getting. It was because Larryboy quickly defeated them all by himself.
Mostly himself.
At that moment, Archibald, Larry's butler walked into the warm room carrying a tray of hot chocolate and a newspaper. But Archibald was much more than a boring butler.
Archibald was the one who helped Larryboy out behind the scenes. He was the one who maintained all of the weapons and machines Larryboy used, and the one who did all the research on what was going on and which villain was attacking the city. In fact, most of the work Larryboy did was also partly because of Archibald.
Archibald set the tray down on a table. He picked up the Daily Bumble newspaper and looked at the front page.
"Look at what it says here," Archibald said, showing Larry. He and Larry were also really close friends by the way.
"Make sure you bundle up, because the weather in the next week will be freezing cold, with temperatures as low as thirty-one degrees-" Larry began to read out loud.
"Not the weather column," Archibald said, pulling the paper away. Then he lifted it up again. "Read the front a page. There's an article about Larryboy."
"Since when is there not an article about me on the front page?" Larryboy chuckled, "I am that hero after all." Then he turned his eyes to the front story.
"Crime has been at an all time low all thanks to Larryboy. It's been five weeks, and Bumblyburg has been entirely peaceful besides the dropping of the temperature this season. As soon as a criminal breaks out, Larryboy immediately stops them, as if there was someone to tell him where the villain exactly was and what exactly he should do," Larry read. "Wow! I guess I really am smart!"
Archibald silently stared at the newspaper while Larry did not notice. The last part was almost directed at him.
Larry continued to read, "Today was the best victory yet. Witness report to seeing the notorious villain Greta Von Gruesome escape from prison today. As soon as she did, Larryboy suddenly "came falling out of nowhere," according to one witness. Then he gallantly wrapped Von Gruesome up with a simple pull with one of his famous plunger ears. The villain was immediately brought back to jail just five minutes after she escaped. This was one the quickest arrest ever made! Thank you Larryboy for another success for justice in Bumblyburg!"
Larry finished reading. A wide smile spread across his face. "I remember this! That was awesome! I just jumped down from that building and stopped Greta! It was so easy! Aren't I awesome?"
Archibald did not answer, looking back at the newspaper. That was not how he remembered it.
FIVE HOURS AGO
Larryboy did not want to be out here. But Archibald forced him to.
The cold wind slashed across his face. How can there not be any snow right now? In fact, Larryboy would have happily ran outside if there was piles of soft white snow everywhere and if the air was fully of papery white flakes flying around.
But no, it was just cold. Cold and gloomy. The air was blowing cold air everywhere and the sky was all cloudy but no form of precipitation fell from the sky. Today it was just a cold and dry day in the beginning of February.
Larryboy wanted to stay home, all warm and toasty. He was actually in the middle of a nap were Archibald suddenly burst into his room. Larry was too tired to really hear what Archibald was saying. He just watched him panic and jump up and down. His mouth moved quickly but his voice was distant and muffled. The next thing Larry knew was that he was forced to change into Larryboy and stand above Bumblyburg on some random building while the cold air slapped him.
If Larryboy paid any attention to what Archibald was saying, he would have heard, "I upgraded the computers in the LarryCave and they found reports that Greta Von Gruesome just escaped from jail! Hurry! You must stop her now! She just escaped! Hurry while she just escaped! She's out in the open! Why are you still staring at me! Change into Larryboy and go to 67 Berry Street! She's right there! HURRY UP!"
Larryboy stood on top of random building on the street Archibald told him to go to. Then he realized he actually hated heights. Even though he as Larryboy was on top of a high structure every day, he was still dead afraid of being too high.
"Archie, why do I have to be here again? Do you know how cold it is?" Larryboy complained to Archibald through the communicator in his plunger ears.
Back at the LarryCave, Larryboy's secret underground headquarters under the LarryManor, both named after him, Archibald sat at the LarryComputer where it played footage of Larryboy obtained from a satellite on the roof. Archibald sighed in frustration.
"I told you, Master Larry!" he said, "Greta Von Gruesome is directly below you right now. You need to stop her from escaping and bring her back to the Bumblyburg jail!"
"It's too cold, Archie!" Larryboy yelled, not listening to what Archibald just said. "I'm just going back to the LarryCave now!"
"But Master Larry!" Archibald yelled.
"I'll do it later, Archie!" Larryboy replied, beginning to walk away. Unfortunately, he did not realize he was walking towards the edge of the building.
"Ahh!" Larryboy yelled as he fell off the building. Fortunately he quickly fired a plunger that stuck to the building. Larryboy hung from the cord as he fell a little slower.
Meanwhile, Greta Von Gruesome was making her way through the street. She was out in the open, and everyone noticed her, but she able to have her metal laser gloves with her. She held them up threateningly to every scared citizen who saw her.
Suddenly Larryboy landed on top of her, much to her annoyance.
"Larryboy! Vat are you doing here? How did you vind out I escaped so vast?! How did you vind me?! You vill not catch me zis time!"" Greta yelled in her German accent.
"Huh?" Larryboy asked, oblivious. Then he gasped. "Greta Von Gruesome! You escaped!"
"The plungers! Tie her up with the plungers!" Archibald yelled.
Almost immediately Larryboy wrapped Greta up in his plungers before she could even think about raising her metal gloves.
"Zis isn't fair! I just escaped from prison! You can't make me go back zere! I didn't even sink of a scheme yet!"
she cried in anger.
Soon a group of policemen came and tossed Greta into a police car. Larryboy watched with only one plunger attatched to his helmet.
"I'll revenge you for zis humiliation! You didn't even give me zee chance to even do anything! But one day-" Greta held up her metal index finger towards Larryboy, shaking it angrily to make a point, "I'll get you!"
The police officers closed the doors of the police car as Greta quickly squirmed all her metal fingers around like a mad man. The car drove off.
All the nearby citizens saw how quick Larryboy stopped Greta and started to cheer. Larryboy beamed.
Archibald stared at Larryboy on the computer. He was somewhat angry that Larryboy just ignored him before. But crime is defeated still and peace continued for the fifth week.
Why does he still have a bad feeling about this?
Back to the present, Archibald looked up at Larry. He was still sitting in the couch, saying how awesome and great he was.
"I did it all by myself, Archie! I'm the best superhero ever! I did it! I kept crime out of Bumblyburg for so long! Because I AM THAT HERO!" Larryboy said, yelling out his superhero catchphrase.
Archibald politely nodded and picked up his own mug of hot chocolate.
"You really are a hero," Archibald said, supporting his best friend. But as he began to sip his hot chocolate and as Larry continued talking about how cool he was, he began to regret saying that a little.