Since orphan stories are pretty popular nowadays, I've decided to start my own! The first chapter is called "Do Ya See Me Now?", and it involves an attention-starved Experiment trying to gain at least SOME spotlight tine away from his "little brother", Experiment 626. And, oh yeah…I've never played the game that inspired this, and I've only heard the plot line and seen the intro movie clip, so if this story is a bit inaccurate…soka.
Do Ya See Me Now?
Experiment 621 sat on a desk, filing his long, black claws in slow, deliberate swipes. His white mohawk waved slightly in the quiet breeze from the air conditioner, his black eyes were riveted on his claws as he sharpened them, and his brain worked furiously as he contemplated his plan one more time. The green Experiment had figured out, once and for all, how to be noticed by everybody, especially his 'father', Jumba Jookiba.
"Okey-doke," 621 sighed, "All you're going to do is go in there, mess up the place, then bask in the attention that is surely to come!"
Will it really work? his brain asked.
621 shrugged a shoulder. "Heck, why not?"
I mean, are you really, really, REALLY sure it'll work? the little voice in his head pressed.
621 jumped to his feet, tossing his nail file to the side. "IT WILL WORK, DANG YOU! IT WILL!" he screamed in annoyance.
Oh, okay. The voice in his head fell silent.
621 rubbed his temples with his knuckles and sighed, "I really need to tell myself to chill out."
Two minutes later, 621 snuck into Jumba's bedroom. A crazed grin spread across 621's maw as he looked at the freshly-made bed, the mirror in the bathroom, and the paperwork that was stacked perfectly on the desk.
621 rubbed his two sets of paws together in expectation. "This is gonna be cool!" he whispered. He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.
621 immediately got to work. He ripped the bed sheets into a million pieces, tore the Tricathuroan wheat puffs out of the mattress, shattered the mirror, squirted two tubes of toothpaste all over the bathroom, and tossed the papers into the air and watched as they landed willy-nilly all over the bedroom floor. When 621's rampage was done, 621 examined his work. The entire room had been trashed, almost beyond repair.
"When Jumba sees this," 621 predicted, "he's going to be sooooooo mad! He'll yell and scream and tear out what's left of his hair…and he'll be so proud of me! After all, he only wants his Experiments to be at their baddest!"
621's sensitive hearing picked up the sound of distant footsteps. Jumba was coming! 621 gathered up his courage, then stood at attention, facing the door. When Jumba entered the room, his four eyes immediately noticed that his room was in ruins.
"621!" Jumba bellowed, his voice causing the entire laboratory to shake, "VHAT HAS HAPPENED TO MY ROOM!"
621's maw stretched into an excited grin. He notices! he thought, He notices my wonderful work! "Well, it's really easy to explain…" he started, but Jumba interrupted.
Jumba smiled as he continued, "Vhy did you not let me see vhat destruction 626 has caused!"
621's smile fell; his heart crashed into his feet. "WHAAAAAAAAT?" he shrieked.
Jumba explained, "I saw 626 headed this vay only five minutes ago. It is amazing how quickly he destroyed my room!" Jumba wiped a tear of joy from his eye. "It is so glorious!" he sobbed, then turned and walked out of the room.
621 could feel a couple of tears in his own eyes, but they weren't tears of joy. 621 sank to his knees in shock. I can't believe it, he thought, That 626 got credit for this! My wonderful job of destruction! WHAT KIND OF CRAP IS THIS, ANYWAY!
"Oh, 621?" came Jumba's voice from the hallway, "Vould you mind cleaning up 626's mess vhile I fetch for him reward for being so bad?"
That was the straw that broke the camel's back. 621 flopped onto his face, dwelling in his thoughts that involved himself, a blowtorch, and a charred 626.
621 was having enormous difficulty with his life.
So…how was it? Was it good? Bad? Stupid beyond belief? Please send a review and let me know!