Disclaimer: I do not in any way own Weiss Kreuz, furbys, kitty in the house, cigarettes, fireworks, newspaper, or anything else mentioned here, except myself and the laser incinerator, along with certain twisted ideas that may show up throughout the story.
Warnings: Extreme violence, execution of cigarettes, fire hazards, furby attacks and all that fun stuff. Probably something worse later on.
Note: This is written because a furby started causing problems while a couple of my friends and I were watching "Labyrinth". (ie. Messing up the tape, knocking drinks over when there was no one near them…), and just because the freaky little things are scary… Oh, and I am considering making this a series about the exploits of the evil furby against my favorite animes and such. Should I? Probably will even if you say no, but probably won't post it. On with the story…
Weiss' Encounter of the Furbish kind (Dundundun)
It was a normal day at Kitty in the House *cough*. Yoji was flirting with every girl over 18, Ken had dropped three flower pots already (Ken: Hey!), and Aya was arranging flowers, stopping every few minutes to death glare a few swooning school girls. Omi, of course, was doing most of the actual work ( Aya, Yoji and Ken all give Authoress the Warning Glare/Look). Manx walked in the door, sighing at the thought of putting up with these particular florists/assassins yet again.
As soon as Aya noticed Manx he announced that the flower shop was closed, and made all the girls leave much to the disappointment of Yoji. Aya silenced his protests with one death glare, while Manx just rolled her eyes and started to tell them about their new mission.
"It's for all of you, and it pays very well. There are some very evil creatures who just came back to town a week ago, and they are already up to their old tricks. Setting mousetraps under the blankets of beds, especially baby cribs (those evil little…are trying to hurt innocent little kids….). They bite peoples fingers, toes and ears off, peck their eyes out, and are suspecting in five different cases of arson in which innocent people were tied up in the basement with duct tape. The crime ring and gang they run, called Furby, is so bad that it scares even Takatori--"
"Takatori SHI-NE!" was heard from Aya's general direction at that point (Aya death glares Authoress and friends). Everyone sweat roped and looked at him strangely while slowly backing away, then turning back to Manx nervously, as they weren't sure if he was completely calm yet.
"As I was saying, they are very scary, and dangerous. Your mission is to destroy the furry little demonic things, and leave no trace of them to harm or kill any more innocent people. Only the guilty ones, though, 'k? Watch out for their beaks, they bite. Bye!" With that, Manx left the shop, leaving the slightly confused florists alone with their thoughts and each other.
Without a word (still scared of Aya), the four of them cleaned up the shop and locked up for the night, then heading upstairs to get ready for their nw mission.. They already knew a nearby warehouse was under the control of the furbys, but they didn't know which one. Just as they were about ready to go, there was a crash downstairs. They al ran down to the flower shop, Ken still adjusting his jacket, Omi loading his cross bow with Aya and Yoji still adjusting their coats. When they got downstairs, what did they find? Dundundun. Suddenly, eerie music is heard to echo around the shop, with no visible source.
"Where'd that music come from?" Aya asked, confused. (Aya is going to hurt me for this one…).
"What music, Aya-kun?" asked Omi, concerned about his leader and his "imaginary" music.
"You didn't hear it? It was--"
DUNDUNDUN
All four assassins rubbed their ears and looked around cautiously as Omi said," Well, I heard it that time!" Suddenly, they noticed a strange creature sitting on the counter. When they went over to investigate, they realized that there were several more of the creatures around the room in various poses and locations around the shop, mostly near something that was broken.
"What are those things?" asked Yoji as he looked around, then, as he noticed a broken flower pot beneath a shelf where a furby sat, he added, "And what did they do to the shop?"
"It's just a flower pot, and they look like toys," said Omi, the poor naïve little boy.
"THEY'RE NOT TOYS! THEY'RE--AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Ken's warning trailed off into a scream of pain and horror as one of the demon furballs jumped him, clawing at his eyes.
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That's it for the moment. I think that's a good place to stop typing. R&R or I'll have the surviving guys review your stories after they finish with the furbys. All reviews, including flames welcome, as always. Ja ne for the moment. Oh, and remember what I asked about if you would like a little series of furby-anime interaction. Really ja ne now.
