Fasie: Fasie here, bringing you another chapter full of random skits! I present to you…Chapter 10: Tidbit Skits, Part Two
NOTE!
Cracker is going to be on vacation for a few days, so if this doesn't get updated everyday, don't worry! I'll do my best to keep cranking out stories for you without the help of Cracker. Sorry folks!
Disclaimer: I don't own the rubber ducky song, the who stole the cookies from the cookie pot song, or the ever popular I'm giving this up for lent thing. Also, I don't own Black Cat.
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"Rubber ducky, you're the one. You make bath time lots of fun!" Creed sang quietly to himself, waving his rubber ducky around in the shower. He just loved to shower with his rubber ducky. He shut the water off and wrapped a towel around his lower half, then walked out of the bathroom, down the hall, and to the master bedroom.
Sven sat on the bed, looking angrily at Creed. "That was my special towel…"
"Oh, sorry," Creed said, taking the towel off and handing it to Sven.
Sven shook his head and continued looking angrily at Creed. "I hear you laughing and giggling every night in the shower and I can't help but to think someone's in there with you. Why not me? Why don't you ever shower with ME?!"
Creed smiled and pulled out his rubber ducky and held it out in front of him. "He makes bath time lots of fun."
Quack!
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Sven sat Creed, Charden, Doctor, and Train down on their very large couch for a castle-dweller's meeting. Someone had been stealing cookies from the cookie jar. Sven was saving those for a special occasion and was very, very, very, very, very, very, VERY, very, very, very angry.
He cleared his throat. "Okay, guys. I'm going to be frank."
"Can I be Julia Roberts?" Charden stuck out his lip and begged.
Doctor waved his hand in the air. "I've always wanted to be Cousin It!"
Creed giggled. "Can I be Lucy? That's Charden's given name," he said, matter-of-factly. "I've always had a thing for Charden's name," he said quietly.
Sven ignored all of this and continued on. "Someone has been stealing cookies from the cookie pot. Was it you?"
Charden looked surprised he was accused. "Who me?"
"Yes you."
"Couldn't be."
"Then who?"
Every one looked at Train. He looked up from the cookie pot with a mouthful of cookies. "Wasn't me," he said, dropping cookie crumbs all over.
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(My awesomely and overly Catholic uncle inspired this one. xD He's always making awful jokes about it. xD)
"Psst, over here,"
Sven stopped skipping around his room and looked at the closet. Was someone in there?
"Come on, I don't have all day,"
Sven tip-toed to the closet and peeked in. "Train?"
Train pointed. "Let's get down to business. See this ball of lint?"
Sven looked at the corner where a giant, three foot ball of lint sat. He looked confused.
"I am prepared to give you this ball of lint IF you give me something equal in value."
Sven frowned. "You know I'm poorer than dirt, Train. I don't have anything to give you."
Train looked Sven up and down and crossed his arms. "You know, that suit would look absolutely fantastic on me."
"Well…."
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"Hey Creed!" Doctor waved at him.
"Yeah, Doc?"
"Have you seen your lover? He's been walking around naked all day."
Creed gave him a questioning look.
Doctor leaned in and whispered, like it was a big secret.
"Yeah, Charden said that he gave his clothes up for lint."
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