The Third Adventure Of Larry The Imaginary Plastic Bag
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Freakazoid or Labyrinth or Jareth, though I wish
The Underground. Also known as the Labyrinth. Where one Goblin King Dance Magic Dances and goblins have nothing better to do than to wait for someone to "Say your right words," and where one Higgle, I mean Hogwart-
"It's Hoggle!"
"You messed me up!" I yelled. "No more limelight for you until I say so which incidentally I already have the say. Yay imagination!"
"But"
"Ah ah ah. Now back to the story." I mutter.
Hoggle will pee in the pond and thus starting the adventure.
Larry the Imaginary Plastic Bag and the others: Bill the cashier, Bob the store owner, Curly the Imaginary Lander (not to be confused with the Highlander), Zoinks the clown, Zombie Chipmunk, and the others I have not mentioned yet but probably will when I feel like it, all stared in awe.
"Awwwwww."
"No awe a-w-e."
"Oooooo."
"That's better."
"Can we get back to the story?" the readers asked politely.
"Of course. Writer! Start writing I need my reassurance for today and make it good." Jareth said.
"Oh my Spock! You're him. You're the Goblin King!" I practically yelled in his ear.
"Yes. Nice of you to notice."
"Really please get back to the story." The readers pleaded.
"All right but what would you do if you suddenly realize that King Jareth was real?" I said.
As I was typing, ummm……. I forgot, oh yeah. Awe. They entered the opening, stepping inside still in awe of the labyrinthiness and the castle beyond the Goblin Gate. After staring with their mouths open and after Zoinks the clown accidentally swallowed a fly, they decided to explore their new surroundings. Little did they know a shadowy figure was watching them from a crystal ball….
"Hmmmmm….what are these strange beings?" The shadowy figure asked himself. "I think I may go for a closer look."
Larry and the other explored some more before twilight came and they decided to make camp. For dinner they had lichen that looked peculiarly like eyes with eye stalks. They kinda tasted like celery. They built a fire and sang the Freakazoid theme song because everyone knows that Imaginary Landers love Freakazoid.
"Super-teen extraordinaire
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
Runs around in underwear
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
Rescues Washington D.C.
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
Unless something better's on TV
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
His brain's overloading
It has a chocolate coating
Textbook case for Sigmund Freud
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
Check out Dexter Douglas
Nerd computer ace
Went surfing on the internet
And was zapped to cyberspace
He turned into the Freakazoid
He's strong and super-quick
He drives the villains crazy
'Cause he's a lunatic
His home base is the Freakalair
Freakazoid! Fricassee!
Floyd the Barber cuts his hair
Freakazoid! Chimpanzee!
Rides around in the Freakmobile
Freakazoid! Freakazoo!
Hopes to make a movie deal
Freaka me! Freaka you!
He's here to save the nation
So stay tuned to this station
If not, we'll be unemployed
Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
Freakazoid!!." They sang.
Pretty soon they noticed that some one was watching them. But they all nervously continued to sing to make the presence they didn't noticed it. Just then the figure decided to show his drool worthy face. (insert one swooning author here.)
"Who are you?" Larry the Imaginary Plastic Bag spoke up.
"I am the Goblin King." The Goblin King, we know him as Jareth or Deliciously Gorgeous, said.
"Heh hm. I'm still here." Deliciously Gorgeous- I mean King Jareth said.
"Sorry." I blushed and muttered.
"It's quite all right. Any way to boost my ego is fine with me."
Back to story….. "What are you doing here?" Deliciously Gorgeous asked.
"We come from Kansas I mean Imaginary Land." Larry said.
"Ah yes I remember Imaginary Land. Nice condos. Beautiful beaches. Luxurious fruit."
"When did you last go there?"
"A long, long time ago." DG answered.
"You aren't going to say in galaxy far away?"
"Now why would I do that?"
"Oh, no reason." Larry looked away dejectedly.
Soon an awkward silence descended on the camp and its visitor. Cricket chirps were heard in the distance.
"That is where I will leave off for now." I said.
"Why in the Labyrinth?" Jareth, king of everything deliciously gorgeous questioned.
"Well, I have writer's block for the moment and I don't know what else to write. Reviewers… now is your chance to send me ideas and yours may get published and you will get credit for that chapter."
"Yes. Do it for me." King Jareth flirted.
"Back off! This is my story." Larry TIPB screamed.
"Shut it! The both of you! It is my story. And I will type it how I please!" I practically screeched, "Honestly you sound like bickering babies."
Really though I kind of ran out of ideas so I had to use the excuse of another cliffhanger. I will write the next chapter some time this week.
Thank you to my el numero uno fano…..damsel-in-stress!
Deliciously Gorgeous