...Don't ask.....I came up with this one day when I was talking to Virago. I know it's kinda stupid.
When Hotdog's Attack
By Magic star
© 12^th February 2002
Charley sat in the kitchen steaming up some hotdogs. She knew they were going to be here at any moment. Star had taken the kids to the park with Rimfire. To give their mommy time to rest.
She heard the sounds of three motorbikes coming into the garage and smiled.
"HONEY IM HOME!!!' Vinnie yelled as he entered. Followed by his bro.'s.
"Where's the hotdogs I'm starvin'!!"
"On the table Vin." The three walked into the kitchen and sat down.
"I'm going to have a sleep! Be good you guys."
"okay charley ma'am"
"sure babe" Charley walked up the stairs to her room.
Vinnie spotted a big fat hotdog and grabbed onto it. He was about to place it in his mouth when he heard a little voice.
"Nnooooo! Don't stick me in there!! I'll do anything!!"
Vinnie looked around.
"Huh? What was that?"
Modo shrugged and was about to put his hotdog in his mouth when he too heard a voice.
"stick me in there and you will die! Pal!"
the three mice all looked down at the hotdogs. Which had grown faces! They all looked at them angrily.
"Stop eating us!! What did we ever do to you!?" One yelled.
"....Y...Y.....You can't talk...You're a hotdog!" Vinnie's eyes widened.
"Of course we can talk you moron!!" Another yelled, glaring at the white mouse.
"What did you call me? You chunk of dead pig!" Vinnie got up and shakes his fist.
"Oooohhh big talk for an over grown mouse! Go sit on a mouse trap!!" At this Vinnie grabbed the hotdog and tried to strangle it. And found it very hard to do too, since the hotdog seamed not to have a neck at all.
"Vinnie calm down!" Throttle yelled as he tried to pull his bro off the hotdog.
"That's it! Were going on strike!!! We will not take this laying down!!" yelled another
"YEA! FREEDOM TO HOTDOGS!!!" They all yelled and hopped off the table and outside.
A few days later hotdogs from all over Chargo were marching down the street with signs saying "Freedom!", "eat us! Then we'll eat you" etc. Along the way they were all torching the butcher shops and any other place that sold hotdogs. Football and baseball games were hotdog-less and were forced to eat salads.
Months later the first hotdog was elected president of the United States. He declared that al meat products would sease to exist. Pork, beef, chicken, fist and lamb were all no-existent. And hotdogs became the worlds dominant species.
The Plutarkians found this out and decided to leave earth alone. Figuring that it was too screwed up even for them. And with no Plutarkians to fight the Biker Mice and the kids returned to Mars
*~* The End *~*
Magic star: ..................
Ace: ........................
Shadow: .......................
Bluey: ...okay now that was just stupid! You deserve to be hit cause it was that stupid! *hits star on the head *
Magic star: OW OW OW OW OW!! I'm sorry I will never do it again!
When Hotdog's Attack
By Magic star
© 12^th February 2002
Charley sat in the kitchen steaming up some hotdogs. She knew they were going to be here at any moment. Star had taken the kids to the park with Rimfire. To give their mommy time to rest.
She heard the sounds of three motorbikes coming into the garage and smiled.
"HONEY IM HOME!!!' Vinnie yelled as he entered. Followed by his bro.'s.
"Where's the hotdogs I'm starvin'!!"
"On the table Vin." The three walked into the kitchen and sat down.
"I'm going to have a sleep! Be good you guys."
"okay charley ma'am"
"sure babe" Charley walked up the stairs to her room.
Vinnie spotted a big fat hotdog and grabbed onto it. He was about to place it in his mouth when he heard a little voice.
"Nnooooo! Don't stick me in there!! I'll do anything!!"
Vinnie looked around.
"Huh? What was that?"
Modo shrugged and was about to put his hotdog in his mouth when he too heard a voice.
"stick me in there and you will die! Pal!"
the three mice all looked down at the hotdogs. Which had grown faces! They all looked at them angrily.
"Stop eating us!! What did we ever do to you!?" One yelled.
"....Y...Y.....You can't talk...You're a hotdog!" Vinnie's eyes widened.
"Of course we can talk you moron!!" Another yelled, glaring at the white mouse.
"What did you call me? You chunk of dead pig!" Vinnie got up and shakes his fist.
"Oooohhh big talk for an over grown mouse! Go sit on a mouse trap!!" At this Vinnie grabbed the hotdog and tried to strangle it. And found it very hard to do too, since the hotdog seamed not to have a neck at all.
"Vinnie calm down!" Throttle yelled as he tried to pull his bro off the hotdog.
"That's it! Were going on strike!!! We will not take this laying down!!" yelled another
"YEA! FREEDOM TO HOTDOGS!!!" They all yelled and hopped off the table and outside.
A few days later hotdogs from all over Chargo were marching down the street with signs saying "Freedom!", "eat us! Then we'll eat you" etc. Along the way they were all torching the butcher shops and any other place that sold hotdogs. Football and baseball games were hotdog-less and were forced to eat salads.
Months later the first hotdog was elected president of the United States. He declared that al meat products would sease to exist. Pork, beef, chicken, fist and lamb were all no-existent. And hotdogs became the worlds dominant species.
The Plutarkians found this out and decided to leave earth alone. Figuring that it was too screwed up even for them. And with no Plutarkians to fight the Biker Mice and the kids returned to Mars
*~* The End *~*
Magic star: ..................
Ace: ........................
Shadow: .......................
Bluey: ...okay now that was just stupid! You deserve to be hit cause it was that stupid! *hits star on the head *
Magic star: OW OW OW OW OW!! I'm sorry I will never do it again!