Fixing Robo...
By: Western Dragon
"Where are we? It smells like my grandmother in here!" Marle questioned her companions as she held her nose.
"I didn't know you had a grandmother..." Lucca trailed off as she began to look puzzled, "I don't even remember ever seeing your mom."
"Oh, she's there. You know that insane, old lady in the basement that eats rats?" Marle explained.
"Ahhh..." Lucca said knowingly.
"Hey! Look up ahead! It's a..." Marle tried to think of what it was called.
"A robot!!!! Goody goody gum drops!!!!" Lucca cackled madly as she raced towards it.
Marle hid behind Crono as they reached the machine, "Won't it attack us?!"
"..." Crono tried desperately to talk.
"Sound it out, sweets." Marle said lovingly as she tried to help her poor, stupid boyfriend.
Unfortunately, just as he was about to say something, Lucca had to open her mouth to explain some more, "Nah, it says made in Russia. Even if it DID get up it'd probably break."
"Cool! Communists are always thinking ahead!" Marle cheered.
"I think I can fix it. It's gonna take a lot of duct tape though." Lucca said as she began her work, "Wrench!"
"..." Crono handed her one.
"Hammer!"
"..." Crono handed her one.
"Porno Mag!"
"..." Crono reluctantly handed her his.
"Anaconda!"
"!!!"
"I said Ana- Oh SHIT!" Lucca cried as she shot at it, only managing to shoot at Crono's head but scaring it off, "Jeez, dude! No wonder! You had tape over your mouth!"
"Oh my... Fucking... God..." Crono gasped for air, "Thank you! I've been TRYING to tell you all morning!!"
"I thought you were giving me the silent treatment! I DID sort of send you and your girlfriend back in time with a dangerous and untested device." Lucca protested.
"She's NOT my girlfriend!" Crono cried as Marle hugged his arm tightly and put her head on his shoulder, "G-get it off!!"
"Oh, you big silly! Here!" She put more tape on his mouth and continued to hug him.
"ANYWAY..." Lucca continued to work.
2 Hours Later
"I ran out of parts and shit for the robot so I ended up settling for the Back To The Future time car. I had to sell all of Crono's swords to afford the cool Starwars sound effects though." Lucca said as she leaned against her creation.
"..." Crono began to strangle the teenaged scientist until Marle came and jumped on his back.
"Piggy back! Piggy back!" She shrieked.
"ANYWAY... We gotta give it a personality since it's part robot..." Lucca explained as she browsed through the choices, "Hmm... How about this?"
"Numba Five alive, bitch!" The car said in a terminator-ish voice as it's wheels squealed.
"Uh... Maybe not..." She pushed another one.
"I'll be bock!" The car said in another terminator-ish voice as it busted through the dome's wall and returned with a slushie, "I am bock!"
"Why don't we try one of the NON-mass murderer personalities?" Marle suggested.
"Well, fine! You're no fun at all!" Lucca scoffed.
"..." Crono sighed as they continued to argue. With his sheath empty and the tape over his mouth reinforced with super glue he was a very sad boy.
"We'll pick a personality later. Let's just get in before anything ELSE happens!" Lucca said and so they got in, "Engage! Do, DOOOO! Do, do, do, DOOOOO! Do! Do, do, do, doooooo! God I love that song!"
In a flash they disappeared as they left flaming tire tracks on the dome's floor, "But what about my Wings of Time?"
Belthasar sighed as he went to take the Epoch to the pawn shop, "Stupid teenagers!"
By: Western Dragon
"Where are we? It smells like my grandmother in here!" Marle questioned her companions as she held her nose.
"I didn't know you had a grandmother..." Lucca trailed off as she began to look puzzled, "I don't even remember ever seeing your mom."
"Oh, she's there. You know that insane, old lady in the basement that eats rats?" Marle explained.
"Ahhh..." Lucca said knowingly.
"Hey! Look up ahead! It's a..." Marle tried to think of what it was called.
"A robot!!!! Goody goody gum drops!!!!" Lucca cackled madly as she raced towards it.
Marle hid behind Crono as they reached the machine, "Won't it attack us?!"
"..." Crono tried desperately to talk.
"Sound it out, sweets." Marle said lovingly as she tried to help her poor, stupid boyfriend.
Unfortunately, just as he was about to say something, Lucca had to open her mouth to explain some more, "Nah, it says made in Russia. Even if it DID get up it'd probably break."
"Cool! Communists are always thinking ahead!" Marle cheered.
"I think I can fix it. It's gonna take a lot of duct tape though." Lucca said as she began her work, "Wrench!"
"..." Crono handed her one.
"Hammer!"
"..." Crono handed her one.
"Porno Mag!"
"..." Crono reluctantly handed her his.
"Anaconda!"
"!!!"
"I said Ana- Oh SHIT!" Lucca cried as she shot at it, only managing to shoot at Crono's head but scaring it off, "Jeez, dude! No wonder! You had tape over your mouth!"
"Oh my... Fucking... God..." Crono gasped for air, "Thank you! I've been TRYING to tell you all morning!!"
"I thought you were giving me the silent treatment! I DID sort of send you and your girlfriend back in time with a dangerous and untested device." Lucca protested.
"She's NOT my girlfriend!" Crono cried as Marle hugged his arm tightly and put her head on his shoulder, "G-get it off!!"
"Oh, you big silly! Here!" She put more tape on his mouth and continued to hug him.
"ANYWAY..." Lucca continued to work.
2 Hours Later
"I ran out of parts and shit for the robot so I ended up settling for the Back To The Future time car. I had to sell all of Crono's swords to afford the cool Starwars sound effects though." Lucca said as she leaned against her creation.
"..." Crono began to strangle the teenaged scientist until Marle came and jumped on his back.
"Piggy back! Piggy back!" She shrieked.
"ANYWAY... We gotta give it a personality since it's part robot..." Lucca explained as she browsed through the choices, "Hmm... How about this?"
"Numba Five alive, bitch!" The car said in a terminator-ish voice as it's wheels squealed.
"Uh... Maybe not..." She pushed another one.
"I'll be bock!" The car said in another terminator-ish voice as it busted through the dome's wall and returned with a slushie, "I am bock!"
"Why don't we try one of the NON-mass murderer personalities?" Marle suggested.
"Well, fine! You're no fun at all!" Lucca scoffed.
"..." Crono sighed as they continued to argue. With his sheath empty and the tape over his mouth reinforced with super glue he was a very sad boy.
"We'll pick a personality later. Let's just get in before anything ELSE happens!" Lucca said and so they got in, "Engage! Do, DOOOO! Do, do, do, DOOOOO! Do! Do, do, do, doooooo! God I love that song!"
In a flash they disappeared as they left flaming tire tracks on the dome's floor, "But what about my Wings of Time?"
Belthasar sighed as he went to take the Epoch to the pawn shop, "Stupid teenagers!"