Emu: Hi! Here is chapter two and it shall be a retelling of The Pied Piper of Hamlin. Sorry for those of you who like my stuff (Looks out at no one) that this took so long to get out. It took so long because a certain fuzzball ate a bird, attacked moths and butterflies, and left me to clean up (And then there was the outage, but what can you do?).
Cat: It was good too.
Emu: AH HA! You admit it!
Cat: So?
Emu: No dinner for you!
Cat: You can't do that!
Emu: Yes, I can! BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Cat: Curse you and your opposable thumbs.
Emu: Puppetmon?
Puppetmon: Ahem, Disclaimer: Emu does not own Digimon or the original Pied Piper of Hamlin.
Emu: BUT I DO OWN MURPHY!
Puppetmon: Murphy?
Emu: You'll see. Oh yeah, and this chapter is dedicated to you Rebel Rose. THANK YOU SO MUCH! (Yes, I KNOW that there are mistakes but I'm too lazy to fix then now.)
The Piedmon of Geezertown
Sun filtered through the small valley town of Geezertown giving it a peaceful serene look. The town earned its name because of the people who lived there, which were all retired old fogies. It was an old town littered with nursing homes everywhere. There were very few cars to be seen, for all the people were either too old to drive them or it was too dangerous to put them behind the wheel. But every once in a while one gets away with driving one for a short distance. Suddenly, a very old lady zooms down the street in her 69' Chevy followed by police. She waves her cane furiously in the air and screeches in a very squeaky voice "You'll never take me! Hahahaha" Just before she hits a fruit stand. (A/N: Fruit stand? She's a fruitcake. Hehehe I amuse myself) See?
Following the twisting roads to the center of the town sits the mayor's office. It is a white structure that has flags waving the town name proudly from every side. At the very top is a HUGE American flag that constantly combats the wind for its right to stand. The walnut front door is adorned with friendly pink bunny knocker, or a demon that was painted pink and has fake ears glued over it's horns that is.
Upon entering, you would notice the buzzing and cool air of the many fans within that are perched in various parts of the building. The front desk is situated in the front so that it is easy to find, seeing as old people don't have the greatest eyesight. An old man on a respirator stumbles in and hugs the water fountain near by. "Mary! How are you girl? My, you're freezing! I always said this place had too many fans." Then there are those that are already too far-gone.
Walking to the front desk, you are greeted by the secretary. (No one is there) I SAID, you are greeted by the secretary! (An 'Out to lunch' sign appears) The shadowy silhouette of a woman with fangs appears on the wall and then a rabbit is seen to be torn up and eaten. *Gross! LadyDeviomon!*
"What? Is it a crime to eat now? "
*No, but that was disgusting!*
"Hey, I don't get on your case for your eating habits"
*At least I don't mutilate innocent rabbits!*
"If soup looked cute then people would think you nasty too."
*Yes, but was that really necessary to do that right in front of us?*
"Us? What are you a skitz now? No one's reading this."
*Yeah, well what about that old guy?* She points to the old guy who is still hugging the water fountain.
"Oh, Mary you seemed to have gained some weight."
"Yeah, he could reeeaaalllllyyy see that."
*It was still gross.*
"Fine, next time I'll go some place you aren't"
*That's all I ask.* Now then, passing the secretary you are taken to the door of the mayor himself. Through the door is his office which is fashioned with old Elvis records, Elvis posters, Elvis figures, a giant window with blinds, a desk, a leather roll-away chair, and the mayor himself.
The major leans back in his chair and basks in the bright sunshine. His golden fur seems to shine and the sun glints off his sunglasses. A teddy bear hangs limply at his waist as he hums an old Elvis toon. Stretching he yawns and admires his city. "Oh yeah baby, life is good," he states. But little does he know of the danger entering the city limits at this exact moment.
(At the city limits)
Machindramon, Myotismon, Demidevimon, Metalseadramon, and Puppetmon are seen decked out in mouse ears, tails, and noses.
"So, does this mean that we get to destroy stuff?" asked Machindramon.
" I guess so," replied Puppetmon.
"Cool!" Machindramon then proceeded to stomp off and destroy buildings. "Yes! FEAR ME! BWAHAHAHAHA!"
"Okay, some one is a little whacked," said a rather disturbed Puppetmon.
"M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E MICKEY MOUSE!" sang Metalseadramon. "PRAISE the mouse! You! You old person! PRAISE the mouse! I said PRAISE THE MOUSE!" Metalseadramon chases after a poor old woman on a walker all the while screaming " HAIL MICKEY! POWER TO THE MICE! FEAR ME! BWAHAHAHA!"
"You know, that lady can sure run fast when given the proper motivation," observed Demidevimon. The remaining two just nodded weakly. "First a chicken that lays golden eggs and now an evil mouse, I am SO gypped," mumbled Demidevimon before he flew off to who knows where to do who knows what.
Just then Myotismon spied a cape store (A/N: Uncanny ain't it?) and left to admire the interesting styles. Puppetmon just shrugged and left to purchase a tank in the old army store that just happened to be there.
(Back in the mayor's office)
"Hello? Yes, this is the mayor. I SAID THIS IS THE MAYOR! HELLO?! CAN'T YOU HEAR ME? Yeah, so what is it? I SAID WHAT IS IT?! Oh, evil rodents are attacking the city. YES, I KNOWW WHAT YOU JUST SAID! WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO ABOUT IT?! HUH? Well, WHY DON'T YOU CALL THE MAYOR? Oh right, I guess I am. I'll get a team on that. I SAID THAT I'D GET A TEAM ON THAT! Okay bye." The mayor slammed the phone down on its hook and gave an exasperated sigh. "Old people, always seeing things. Not to mention they're also deaf. Humph! Evil rodents." Just then Machindramon ran by and blew up half of the mayor's office. "AAAHHHH!" screeched Etemon as he dove under his desk. (A/N: If you hadn't figured out he was the mayor then I say that's kinda sad.) "Oh man, what am I gonna do. I'm just a monkey who totally rocks. Yeah, you are the king. But what to do. I could quit. That's it! I'll quit!"
*You can't quit!*
"And why not?"
*Because then I'll sick a giant owl with fangs and who wears a tutu on you!*
"Oh yeah right. There just aren't those things. I'm not stupid." Etemon started to walk away but was stopped by a……BUM BUM BUM….. GIANT OWL WITH FANGS AND A TUTU! (A/N: Surprise. Surprise. OK, who didn't see that coming? Raise your hands.) "ACK!" Etemon quickly ran back. "Okay! I WON'T quit! Just get rid of that thing!"
*Alright. Thanks Murphy!*
"Don't mention it." Murphy turns does a spinning jump (A/N: I don't know what it's called because I don't take ballet!) and promptly flew away. (A/N: And TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTT'S Murphy!)
"Man, I still don't know what to do!" Just then a phone book flew and hit Etemon in the head. "Thanks secretary," he said before going unconscious.
(After the mayor woke up and hastily began to check the phone book, he finally found the number he was looking for.)
"This looks like it'll work," he said as he stared at the ad. This is what it read:
Having giant evil rodent problems? Or just evil bad guys dressed as rodents? Then give us a call at 1-800-Kill-That-Thing We'll send our best agent. (If it doesn't work, too bad no refunds)
Quickly he dialed the number, but was quickly interrupted by a knock at the door. "What?" he called out. The door swung open to reveal a clown with blonde hair and a mask. "Piedmon?"
"Yes, it is I. I am here to rid you of the evil rodents."
"But I didn't even call yet."
"You didn't?"
"No."
"Shoot! I mean, that's the special fast service. We aim to please, as long as we're paid," he added at the end in a low voice.
"Um, okay. Well go get rid of them."
"Yes sir." Piedmon turned on his heel and quickly vacated the vicinity to take care of the unwanted pests.
(Back outside near where all the evil rodents were…)
"Alright, let's see here." Piedmon searched through a bag that he had with him. He soon found a whistle that was in the shape on an Oscar Myer wiener. "TWWWWEEEEEET!" Giving it a good blow he awaited the arrival of the evil rodents, who all just gave him blank expressions. "You're SUPPOSED to leave now," he said rather irritated. The evil rodents in turn just shrugged and left, (Puppetmon in his NEW tank), except for Myotismon who had Piedmon in a death grip. "Ack! Get off me!"
"But I missed you so much!" wailed the now teary vampire who also sported a new cape.
"I promise that I'll meet you a little later okay?"
"You really will?"
"YES!"
"Well, okay then." Myotismon turned and slowly trudged away.
"Whew." The old geezers erupted in cheers, before all going into coughing fits and having heart attacks. It was then that the mayor showed up. "Alright Etemon, I got rid of them, now you have to pay me." Piedmon handed the enormous bill to Etemon.
"You expect me pay you THIS?!"
"Yes, I do," replied Piedmon with a smug smirk.
"No way baby!"
"Then I'll take all your… citizens."
An old man huffed and said, "Why should we go with you?" The other geezers nodded in agreement.
"Because my dear fellow, I have a mountain of prunes just over that horizon." Piedmon waved behind him.
All was quit for a few seconds before all the geezers yelled excitedly "PRUNES!" They charged past Piedmon in a blur, trampling a few old people who weren't fast enough. They in turn dragged themselves along with cries of "Oh my HIP! MY HIP!" Piedmon bowed and left a flabbergasted Etemon standing in the dust.
Thus, everyone lived happily ever after except for Devimon who is STILL stuck in the door and Etemon who now rules nothing. As for the old fogies? They got lost and were last seen somewhere along the boarder of the Congo.
The End
Emu: And there's story two.
Cat: Talk about stupidity.
Puppetmon: *Grins wildly* I enjoyed it.
Cat: *Stares wide eyed at him* Have you COMPLETELY lost it?
Puppetmon: Nope, but I scored a new tank.
Cat: How come he got a tank?
Emu: Because he's not nearly as annoying as you!
Cat: ROAOR! *Gets so mad she beats herself up*
Puppetmon: 0.0 I was not aware that you could do that.
Emu: *I know that I used this in a review before, but I don't care!* Yeah. ^_^ Thanks to the people who read this chapter and are now reviewing it. *Stares at no one* You're TOO KIND! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! *She runs away but hits the door while forgetting to turn the knob and then stumbles back into a laundry basket, which just happens to be full of new outfits hat have needles sticking out everywhere.* ow………………
Puppetmon: Hmmm…… How is it that I get stuck with the weird ones?