Dragonfly's Speciality
Disclaimer: I do not own Spyro or any of the characters and worlds from the trilogy. If I did, I probably wouldn't even type this. Oh yeah, it starts badly, but it gets a LOT better. Honest!
Spyro was bored.
Hunter was bored.
Elora was bored.
Bianca was bored.
Sparx was- well, I think you've got the gist. Everyone was bored.
Then suddenly:
"AHA!" the Professor exclaimed. Everyone jumped, and was bored again.
Sparx decided he had to do something. But he was so bored- he couldn't be bothered.
Could he?
Yes. Anything was better than this. Seashell Shore was not the extraordinarily-cool beach it claimed to be, as the sea caused immediate death for Spyro and the rest. Also, the sand was rock-hard, and couldn't be built up into a castle of any sort: how the Rhynocs managed was a mystery. Sheila had destroyed that castle long ago, though.
He flapped his wings and rose into the air. He then buzzed around Spyro's head, trying to make him get up.
Spyro just flicked at the dragonfly with his tail in an annoyed just-leave- me-to-rest way.
Sheila did the same.
Sgt. Byrd fired his rockets at Sparx, only to meet a very sudden death as they missed and fell back on him.
Bentley got up, but only to blow Sparx away by spinning his club.
So all that was left was Agent 9. Sparx buzzed to him. Being the excitable monkey he was, Agent 9 got up, ready for action. Plus, he had seen Sgt. Byrd's demise, and didn't want to risk being hit by a laser on the rebound.
"Hey Sparx, how ya doin', you seen a Rhynoc or somethin' cos if you have that Rhynoc is gonna meet Mr. Laser! So what ya want me t'do, huh huh huh?"
Sparx buzzed a reply. "What?! You are NOT gonna make me do that! Oh no, not this monkey! Nah-ah!"
Sparx buzzed again.
"No WAY, Fly!"
Sparx zapped him.
"Okay okay OKAY already!"
Agent 9 hopped to his feet. He then shot the rest of them, to get their attention.
"Hey mate! Whatcha think you're doin'?" Sheila asked.
"You just gotta see this, ah-ha, yes you have!" replied the laser-crazy agent.
"See what? What is there to see?" Spyro sounded annoyed.
Sparx buzzed in his ear.
"He's gonna do WHAT?!"
Sparx buzzed a reply.
"Hey guys! I think you're really gonna enjoy this!"
"Most definitely worth a sighting?" Bentley asked.
"Just watch the monkey." Spyro said.
Agent 9 looked at the multicolour sets of eyes looking at him: he was getting nervous. Suddenly Sparx highlighted the area with neon light. Agent 9 gritted his teeth and started singing and dancing, very badly, to the Time Warp.
"It's just a jump to the, er, left!" Agent 9 sung.
"And then a step to the right!" A group of Fairies, who had appeared out of nowhere, chorused.
"Put your hands, claws, (whatever) on your hips!"
"And bend your knees in tight!"
"Then do a pelvic thruster! It really drives you insane! Let's do the Time Warp again!"
"Actually," Zoe said "let's not."
"Thanks! You're a REAL buddy, Zoe!" Agent 9 gasped. He was exhausted.
Disclaimer: I do not own Spyro or any of the characters and worlds from the trilogy. If I did, I probably wouldn't even type this. Oh yeah, it starts badly, but it gets a LOT better. Honest!
Spyro was bored.
Hunter was bored.
Elora was bored.
Bianca was bored.
Sparx was- well, I think you've got the gist. Everyone was bored.
Then suddenly:
"AHA!" the Professor exclaimed. Everyone jumped, and was bored again.
Sparx decided he had to do something. But he was so bored- he couldn't be bothered.
Could he?
Yes. Anything was better than this. Seashell Shore was not the extraordinarily-cool beach it claimed to be, as the sea caused immediate death for Spyro and the rest. Also, the sand was rock-hard, and couldn't be built up into a castle of any sort: how the Rhynocs managed was a mystery. Sheila had destroyed that castle long ago, though.
He flapped his wings and rose into the air. He then buzzed around Spyro's head, trying to make him get up.
Spyro just flicked at the dragonfly with his tail in an annoyed just-leave- me-to-rest way.
Sheila did the same.
Sgt. Byrd fired his rockets at Sparx, only to meet a very sudden death as they missed and fell back on him.
Bentley got up, but only to blow Sparx away by spinning his club.
So all that was left was Agent 9. Sparx buzzed to him. Being the excitable monkey he was, Agent 9 got up, ready for action. Plus, he had seen Sgt. Byrd's demise, and didn't want to risk being hit by a laser on the rebound.
"Hey Sparx, how ya doin', you seen a Rhynoc or somethin' cos if you have that Rhynoc is gonna meet Mr. Laser! So what ya want me t'do, huh huh huh?"
Sparx buzzed a reply. "What?! You are NOT gonna make me do that! Oh no, not this monkey! Nah-ah!"
Sparx buzzed again.
"No WAY, Fly!"
Sparx zapped him.
"Okay okay OKAY already!"
Agent 9 hopped to his feet. He then shot the rest of them, to get their attention.
"Hey mate! Whatcha think you're doin'?" Sheila asked.
"You just gotta see this, ah-ha, yes you have!" replied the laser-crazy agent.
"See what? What is there to see?" Spyro sounded annoyed.
Sparx buzzed in his ear.
"He's gonna do WHAT?!"
Sparx buzzed a reply.
"Hey guys! I think you're really gonna enjoy this!"
"Most definitely worth a sighting?" Bentley asked.
"Just watch the monkey." Spyro said.
Agent 9 looked at the multicolour sets of eyes looking at him: he was getting nervous. Suddenly Sparx highlighted the area with neon light. Agent 9 gritted his teeth and started singing and dancing, very badly, to the Time Warp.
"It's just a jump to the, er, left!" Agent 9 sung.
"And then a step to the right!" A group of Fairies, who had appeared out of nowhere, chorused.
"Put your hands, claws, (whatever) on your hips!"
"And bend your knees in tight!"
"Then do a pelvic thruster! It really drives you insane! Let's do the Time Warp again!"
"Actually," Zoe said "let's not."
"Thanks! You're a REAL buddy, Zoe!" Agent 9 gasped. He was exhausted.