I'd just like to remind everyone that this had absolutely no plot. In fact it is so plotless that it is the reigning champion of random insanity because anything with exploding sheep cannot have a plot in any universe.
Death Annoyance/Annoying
Things didn't seem to be going too well for Spike, Vicious and Ari for the sheep seemed to be migrating. The girl didn't know why, but the aforementioned animals were steadily coming closer to her small house.
"Are they…" BOOM! "Going south for the winter?"
"Not at that rate," Vicious commented.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Spike demanded.
"What do you think it means?"
"You want to fight about it?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, you're asking for it."
BOOM!
Ari ignored the two as the two began another battle; the sheep concerned her more than two men with relationship problems. She looked intently through her binoculars at the approaching creatures of exploding unhappiness. Every once and awhile one would detonate, but that failed to hinder their complacent progress.
"This isn't good," she murmured thoughtfully. Behind the conga line of forks went by, forky behinds wiggling to the beat. A few moments later bloodthirsty sporks descended upon the helpless kitchen utensils and it was a bloody slaughter.
Before her eyes Mr. Spike sailed past and smacked into a tree. He got up and launched a flying kick at Mr. Vicious. Another sheep blew up.
"It's about time to move," she decided and walked to her house. She snapped her fingers and it shrunk to the size and shape of a tea cozy. The why and how shall not be explained or more than just sheep would explode, but anyways she tucked the house under her arm and waited impatiently for the two men to stop fighting.
Two hours later the sheep, or what remained of them, were getting closer and Mr. Spike and Mr. Vicious were wrestling on the ground. She jabbed them with her foot repeatedly, wondering if she should get out her rocket launcher and force them to move their manly butts or let them face their own destinies with the sheep. Being marginally kind she settled on the former and withdrew the launcher from some unknown non-space behind her back.
"Gentlemen, I would recommend a cease-fire for the time being. Please follow me and we shall remove ourselves from the path of the…" BOOM! "Sheep." They ignored her and she aimed the launcher slightly above their heads and fired. The missile screeched painfully through the air and blew up a nearby hill. Clods of dirt rained down upon them like brown rain, not a vary pretty picture…
They looked up at her in surprise. Spike had Vicious in a headlock and Vicious was reaching for a large stick with which to cudgel the green-haired one.
"Okay?" They nodded eyes wide. "Good. Let's go."
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Will they escape the sheep? Will anyone else appear? Will you review? I hope so because I'm willing to hear requests for possible playmates for those three. Of course they have to be dead or it just wouldn't work.
