I had an Idea for a TToG comic, along while ago, but I decided to finish Some others, and it fell to the wayside. I found it yesterday, and decided i should write it as a three chapter story on FF because I'm rarely updating.
There are really only two stories I'm updating on a regular basis; Novel Conditions and I Heart You.
All other stories will be updated rarely, if at all for a while.
On with Miracle Worker
Flippy's Van pulls up to the Night Club. Flippy pulls the stickshift into park and turns to his passengers. "You guys just call me when you need a ride."
Cuddles nods. "Thank's for driving us to the night club, Flips." he thanks. And he leaps out of the cabin with Giggles and Toothy following behind. Flippy looks in his mirrors, checking for pedestrians, when he spots Giggles' purse in his backseat. He reaches for it, and pauses. He'd have to go into the night Club to return it to her, he thought. He had taken pills, and gone to therapy today, and hopefully he won't flip out.
He grabs the hot pink purse, and hurdles thrrough the door. He walks over to the large ferret standing at the entrance. "Hey, Giggles left this in my car. Can I go in and give it to her?" The Ferret reluctantly steps to the side, and lets the green bear in.
Flippy glares at the strobe lights, EBM pounding in his ears and chest. He takes in a deep breath, and he procedes, weaving in between the dancers and staggering drunks. He looks all over, trying to find the red bow over the crowd's head.
Handy lifts his martini with his teeth, not obviously succeeding. He turns, with the glass smashing into Flippy's face. Handy steps back in shock, while Flippy brings his hands to his face. "Oh God, I'm so sorry, Flippy!"
He lifts his head, and pulls his hands away, revealing a set of fangs and green eyes. Handy's eyes widen, as Flippy grab a shard of glass. He jams it into Handy's neck, just above the collarbone. He then grabs Handy and begins swinging him around by the tail. Nutty, Russell, and Mime watch in horror and the corpse comes flying at them. Russell pushes Mime and Nutty out of the way, and is hit in the stomach by the beaver's incisors. Nutty falls into the stereo and convulses with thousands of volts of electricity. Mime falls on his face, and as soon as he looks up, the Green Mercinary of Death is waiting for him. Mime shutters, and utters an almost inaudibly squeak, unable to flee.
Suddenly, as if a Marionette puppet, Mime is tossed forward. Evil raises his knife to meet it, but it misses, and Mime's hand smother's Flippy's nose and mouth. Flippy could feel something reaching into his brain, and wrenching out his alter ego, and his eyes rolled back in his head. He collapses to the ground, unconscious.
The room felt silence, save the boombox beating away autonomously. Mime stood, gasping for breath, glaring at the bear crumbled upon the dancefloor.
Cuddles' eyes bulge like saucers when he realizes what's happening, and shouts "Holy Shit! Mime just smothered Flips to DEATH!"
Most people, Giggles included, shot Cuddles a condescending and unamuzed glare. Mr. Splendid comes out of nowhere with a pad and Pencil. "Move over 'Poodle chokes on his own balls', we've got a new headline- Local Mime kills War Vet'!"
Petunia rolls her eyes. "And you wonder why we never read the newspaper."
Mime smiles and bows, not truly knowing how to react to the sudden fame. The crowd applauds, totally ignoring the three dead bodies spilling their life fluid onto the dance floor. Splendid comes over and grabs Mime by the shoulder.
"Hey kid! You're going to be a celebrity, and I'll win the Pulitzer!" Splendid whispers into Mime's ears, and he shuffles the fawn out of the night club.
Now outside, the Splendid begins scratching the paper with the pencil, excitedly looking at the paper, then at Mime, repeating this over until the pencil stops. "Now, Mime, can you offer me some words on how you feel about the experience?" He asks.
Mime pulls his wrists up, as a Marionette would, and does a short, circular dance. He then begins pushing a mime vacuum cleaner, and then tosses it away. Splendid looks in bemusement at the little dance. "Well then..." and he scribbles some more jibberish down. "I guess that's all." He smiles pleasently. Mime couldn't help thinking he was like that cop he heard about killing people on Route 50 in Nevada. Splendid reaches out an azure hand to the young buck. Mime relectantly shakes the hand, even though the reporter accurately resembled the town hero.
The two walk away in seperate directions, and Mime stumbles upon a gruesome sight. He looks down and sees Fritz's corpse on the side of the road. Katz stood over him. She looks up at Mime.
"Don't worry, I called Cadaver Clean Up. It's so odd, cause his eyes suddenly turned green and he grew fangs. He ran out into traffic and got hit by The Mole." Katz said mildly, as if not speaking about a death.
Mime laid his eyes upon the corpse like a feather falling upon a pond. Instinctively, he reached down and rested his hands on Fritz's head. Blood flows backwards into fritz's wounds, and the spark of life returns to the beaver's eyes. Katz, on the other hand, collapses, bones snapping without cause.
"Holy Mother of God, you ressurected me!" He exclaims softly. "Are you Jesus? Ich bin bereit in Himmel geh'n." He asks, raising his voice. Mime shakes his head. Fritz looks away, averting his eyes. "Thank you for saving me, Mime-Tak" Mime stands up and backs away slowly, a bit disturbed by the lunatic beaver.
He walks away, to once again driven by the same force that drove him to cure Flippy and resuscitate Fritz (cause no one would do either of their own free will). He only now realizes He will never have his own free will again.