I hope you Billy and Mandy readers out there will enjoy this fan fic, I came up with the idea for it while watching an episode of Whose Line Is It Anyway? that had absolutely nothing to do with this story. Nyeh-heh.
Feel free to give me advice if you think the story could be better, and flames are welcome, because mostly I'll just laugh at you. :)
It was a day just like any other day for the people of Endsville. The weather was warm, the kids were enjoying their weekend, and woodland creatures got run over by drunkards.
An infamous being basked in the sun, contented with his time alone and a glass of lemonade resting on the table beside him. The skeletal figure rested on a lawn chair in the backyard of the residence one of his two captors lived in. He wore nothing to conceal his bones, a grin plastered on his face as the sun cast warmth over his body. The super-natural creature was glad to get away from his 'friends', Billy and Mandy, for a while; ever since that fateful day he met them, he barely ever had a moment to himself.
"MANDY!! C'mon, PLEASE give it back!!" A sobbing voice interrupted the Grim Reaper's silence, his smile becoming a frown.
"It's stupid. And I'm going to play MY game." A monotone voice answered back, the conflict taking place inside the house.
"B-B-B-BUT" The male voice paused as the boy sniffed, "I was playing Pat The Baker first"
Grim grumbled, sitting up and turning his head to view the back of the house. Did those two brats have to be so loud?
"Too bad," His older companion answered, the sound of flesh-on-flesh emitting from the white-painted house. Grim's curiosity and annoyance getting the better of him, the skeleton stood from the chair, a black robe appearing on his body in an instant as Grim worked some simple magic. He trudged towards the house, his brow furrowed, fists clenched.
Entering through the back door, Grim peered inside the orange living room to see a small boy reaching for a disc that a girl was holding above her head, her vacant hand sinking into the boy's overlarge pink nose in an attempt to keep him away. The young blonde paid no attention to the entrance of the dark creature; however the tanner boy saw it as a chance to gain possession of his video game back.
Pulling away from his best friend, the red-hated boy jabbed an accusing finger in the direction of the brightly-dressed girl. "GRIIIIM!!" The boy cried, "Mandy stoled my Pat The Baker game!! Tell her to give it back!!"
Mandy merely rolled her eyes, crossing her arms, the disc still clutched in her left hand. "Dweeb, it's a stupid game in the first place. Get over it." She lowered her dark eyebrows, staring at him.
Grim opened his jaws; an angry emotion ready to allow itself to be known, but unfortunately a squeaky sob spoke up before the Reaper could.
"It is NOT a stupid game!!" Tears rolled down Billy's face, thick green fluid seeping from his nostrils. He sniffed, wiping his nose with his blue-stripped white shirt's sleeve.
"Whatever. I just want to play President Evil." Mandy, still confiscating Billy's game, walked over to the game station in front of the television.
Billy turned to look up at Grim for help, his eyes wide and a pleading expression on his face. Grim raised an eyebrow, biting his lip. Why would Billy think that he could get his game back?? This was MANDY they were dealing with!
The small boy wrapped his arms around Grim, squeezing his undead buddy in agony. "GRI-IM!!" He moaned, "I want my game baaaack!"
"Why are you asking him?" Mandy questioned, eyes glued to the television screen as she turned it on using the remote control. "It's me who has your stupid game."
"Mandy, I tink you should at least give da game back if you're not gunna let him play it." Grim reasoned, still in Billy's grasp. "It's only fair." His dark voice was thick with a Jamaican accent.
Mandy gave little to almost no reaction, sitting down in front of the TV. "He's getting to that age where dumb little kiddy games are supposed to get boring, don't you think?" The young girl retorted, keeping the disc safely beside her.
"It's not a dumb little kiddy game!" Billy argued, growing angry. "And how would you know anyway?? You've never even played it!!"
"Duh," Mandy replied dully, "It's obvious that the game's stupid by just looking at it."
Grim cringed as Billy's grip tightened around him. "Mandy, come on now, it's really not your problem if he plays games like dat anyway."
"It is if he persists to play it at my house." She replied without hesitation, for once taking the time to steal a glance at Grim.
Pouting, Billy released Grim and sat on the floor. He eyed his Pat The Baker game next to Mandy longingly, his legs spread out as he leaned on his arms positioned behind him.
Grim frowned, his view switching from Mandy to Billy. Sighing, Grim tried once more for the sake of the young boy at his feet. "Mandy, he's never really caused you a problem before. I don't get why you're actin' so odd, but just give the game back to Billy."
"Fine," Mandy spat, putting the game she was playing on pause. She turned around to face Grim and Billy, picking up the disc. "You want it?? Here, go get it." The dark-minded girl chucked the game out of her window, a small clink indicating that it had landed in the road.
"MY GAME!!" Billy exclaimed, jumping to his feet and sprinting out of the house. Grim shook his head, not expecting Mandy to use that method of giving Billy back his game. But of course, what else could he have expected?
The cloaked skeleton decided to return to the backyard to relax with what time he may have left to do so, leaving Mandy by herself in the living room.
He had only reached the backdoor when the sound of screeching brakes and a thud sounded from in front of Mandy's house.
Yes... this is definitely far from what an episode would be like... well, maybe... heh, you'll just have to wait for the ending to get what I mean. :P