Kitty: *Disclaimer* Digimon is not mine, Angel, the talking fish is. That
pack of cookies in the kitchen are mine, not the oreos, oreos suck. It's
the Chips Ahoy! YAHOOOOO!!
Ken: I own your fridge at 3:02 in the morning! *smileys!*
Kitty: We wise ones all but know the truth be told! *pats Ken on the
noggin*
Ken: ...Huh?
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E.P.O.T.E.H.P.A.
5. ThE rIsE oF a NeW eViL*
"Your seafood sucks. I want some clam chowder..." Ken complained while staring at a plate that had been set before him. It was fish, Ken hated fish. "I hate fish," Ken stated. "I'm a fish..." Angel reminded, maybe this kid was just another ham from the other world. "Fish smells so, so fishy!" Ken explained, while poking the sushi with a chopstick, making sure it wasn't going to jump up and bite him. "I assure you, it won't jump up and bite you," Angel, explained, now she was on edge. "Alright, I give into your shit! First I fall in a sewer, then I meet a talking fish, then they try to feed me *fish*, mind you, which I hate, and then you go all freak-a-zoid on me and start reading minds!" Ken concluded, while eyeing the sushi suspiciously. If Angel had had an eyebrow, it would have been raised, "I assure you, I am not reading your mind..." "Stop assuring me, god dammit!" Ken smacking his hand on the table, and the sushi went flying through the air, and hit a slug in the face. "That reminds me, the slugs mating rituals are fasinating..." as Ken clouded over into dream land, Angel was wonding about how he could possibly be their savior... -- "Get your damn mitts off of the wheel!" Matt hollored angrily, as he regained possesion of the wheel once again. (A/N: AHH! Matt is possesed by a wheel! RUN!) "Awe! But I wanna drive!" Davis pouted. "No, and why are you up front anyway?" Matt demanded, it was his car, no one else needed to drive it, especially not a twelve year old! When Davis didn't answer him, he turned to see what was the matter. But Davis was just sitting there, possibly deep in thought, possibly... "Answer my question?" Matt asked, wondering why everyone was so quiet. "I get carsick in the back?" Davis offered, and then remembered a seemingly very funny tale. "Man! Ken is even worse than me, I mean, one time, it was raining, and so my mom offered to drive us to soccer practice, since it was like, two blocks down, and well, I am fine for around a half hour or so. But anyway, we were only in the car for like two minutes, and I say, 'Ken, you okay, you look pale,' and then he like barfs all over the back of the seat, where Jun was sitting I might add! It was so funny, gross, but hilarious! And my mom had to get her car cleaned out and everything! HAHAHA! "Lovely, Davis, but we're gonna be there in a few minutes, so why are you sitting up front?" Matt demanded again. "I like the sites.." Davis replied, and kicked back. Hey, did anyone realize that Tai or Merg haven't said anything... I did! "Great, so on the way back we're stuff with Ken sitting in between us?" Tai asked, disgusted. "No, he's going to sit up front, where Davis *doesn't* belong," Matt replied. "Hmph... I wanted to sit up front--" But Tai sentence was cut short as a terrifying being walked right into the middle of the road. "Wtf...?" Merg awed. -- *Now folks, we're going to throw in Iori with a dancing Ronald McDonald for your entertainment... ENJOY!* "Shut up, damn you! I hate you and your damn face!" Iori growled, as the ugly thing approached. "Put a smile on, put a smile on!" Ronald sang cheerfully, as he waddled around then atempted to dance, which ended in a whole lot of wiggling! Iori retrieved a mallet from *somewhere* and snuck up behind the gay-ass clown. "Die, you freaker! DIE WITH ALL YOUR GAY-ASS PURPLE SQUAD AND STUPID BURGAR THEIF!" with that, little Iori smashed that asshole over the head with his mallet, and therefore, saved the day. Yay... ~*~Now back to the story you were hopefully trying to read before being rudely interupted by me!~*~ -- "Why the hell do you think I could save you?!" Ken mused, Angel had told him everything, and how he were to fix things. "I really don't know..." Angel said, she had quickly lost her faith in the strange, swearing boy. "Release the evil! Into the darkness!" Ken yelled, and began running in circles, but then, something magical happened! How ironic... Mimi arrived wearing a mini skirt and a tube-top, holding a martini, but she was being held by... dun dun dun... BILL CLINTON! "EEEEEEEeeeeeeeeee!" Ken screamed like a girl, at the sight of the horror. "The horror... the horror!" Ken yelped. "Oooo! Hey Ken... want a drink...? Hic!" Mimi hiccuped. "Okay, now this is getting a bit beeped up here!" Ken mused, while staring awed at the horrid sight before him. "Where is the child beholding the hat of many colors?" Clinton asked, in that drunk voice he has. "You mean TK? His hat is white..." Ken replied, not to sure of what to say. "Don't play bitch on me-- OH MY GOD THERE IT GOES!" Clinton exclaimed. "There *what* goes? I don't see anything...!" Mused Angel. "The Golden Bitch! I've been searching for her all of my life!" Then, Clinton dropped Mimi, and ran into a wall, knocking himself unconcious... "Ow!" Mimi yelped, and her butt met the err-- ground. "What the hell is he up to?" Ken mused. Angel shook her head... TBC... ~~ Kitty: HAHAHAHA! What happened to Clinton being in front of the car you say? Well you'll find out about that in the next chapter! Whoever wants ken to barf in Matt's car when he's rescued, say I!!!!! Ken: ... Kitty: Hmm... well review!! MUAHAHAHAHA! Cough cough...
"Your seafood sucks. I want some clam chowder..." Ken complained while staring at a plate that had been set before him. It was fish, Ken hated fish. "I hate fish," Ken stated. "I'm a fish..." Angel reminded, maybe this kid was just another ham from the other world. "Fish smells so, so fishy!" Ken explained, while poking the sushi with a chopstick, making sure it wasn't going to jump up and bite him. "I assure you, it won't jump up and bite you," Angel, explained, now she was on edge. "Alright, I give into your shit! First I fall in a sewer, then I meet a talking fish, then they try to feed me *fish*, mind you, which I hate, and then you go all freak-a-zoid on me and start reading minds!" Ken concluded, while eyeing the sushi suspiciously. If Angel had had an eyebrow, it would have been raised, "I assure you, I am not reading your mind..." "Stop assuring me, god dammit!" Ken smacking his hand on the table, and the sushi went flying through the air, and hit a slug in the face. "That reminds me, the slugs mating rituals are fasinating..." as Ken clouded over into dream land, Angel was wonding about how he could possibly be their savior... -- "Get your damn mitts off of the wheel!" Matt hollored angrily, as he regained possesion of the wheel once again. (A/N: AHH! Matt is possesed by a wheel! RUN!) "Awe! But I wanna drive!" Davis pouted. "No, and why are you up front anyway?" Matt demanded, it was his car, no one else needed to drive it, especially not a twelve year old! When Davis didn't answer him, he turned to see what was the matter. But Davis was just sitting there, possibly deep in thought, possibly... "Answer my question?" Matt asked, wondering why everyone was so quiet. "I get carsick in the back?" Davis offered, and then remembered a seemingly very funny tale. "Man! Ken is even worse than me, I mean, one time, it was raining, and so my mom offered to drive us to soccer practice, since it was like, two blocks down, and well, I am fine for around a half hour or so. But anyway, we were only in the car for like two minutes, and I say, 'Ken, you okay, you look pale,' and then he like barfs all over the back of the seat, where Jun was sitting I might add! It was so funny, gross, but hilarious! And my mom had to get her car cleaned out and everything! HAHAHA! "Lovely, Davis, but we're gonna be there in a few minutes, so why are you sitting up front?" Matt demanded again. "I like the sites.." Davis replied, and kicked back. Hey, did anyone realize that Tai or Merg haven't said anything... I did! "Great, so on the way back we're stuff with Ken sitting in between us?" Tai asked, disgusted. "No, he's going to sit up front, where Davis *doesn't* belong," Matt replied. "Hmph... I wanted to sit up front--" But Tai sentence was cut short as a terrifying being walked right into the middle of the road. "Wtf...?" Merg awed. -- *Now folks, we're going to throw in Iori with a dancing Ronald McDonald for your entertainment... ENJOY!* "Shut up, damn you! I hate you and your damn face!" Iori growled, as the ugly thing approached. "Put a smile on, put a smile on!" Ronald sang cheerfully, as he waddled around then atempted to dance, which ended in a whole lot of wiggling! Iori retrieved a mallet from *somewhere* and snuck up behind the gay-ass clown. "Die, you freaker! DIE WITH ALL YOUR GAY-ASS PURPLE SQUAD AND STUPID BURGAR THEIF!" with that, little Iori smashed that asshole over the head with his mallet, and therefore, saved the day. Yay... ~*~Now back to the story you were hopefully trying to read before being rudely interupted by me!~*~ -- "Why the hell do you think I could save you?!" Ken mused, Angel had told him everything, and how he were to fix things. "I really don't know..." Angel said, she had quickly lost her faith in the strange, swearing boy. "Release the evil! Into the darkness!" Ken yelled, and began running in circles, but then, something magical happened! How ironic... Mimi arrived wearing a mini skirt and a tube-top, holding a martini, but she was being held by... dun dun dun... BILL CLINTON! "EEEEEEEeeeeeeeeee!" Ken screamed like a girl, at the sight of the horror. "The horror... the horror!" Ken yelped. "Oooo! Hey Ken... want a drink...? Hic!" Mimi hiccuped. "Okay, now this is getting a bit beeped up here!" Ken mused, while staring awed at the horrid sight before him. "Where is the child beholding the hat of many colors?" Clinton asked, in that drunk voice he has. "You mean TK? His hat is white..." Ken replied, not to sure of what to say. "Don't play bitch on me-- OH MY GOD THERE IT GOES!" Clinton exclaimed. "There *what* goes? I don't see anything...!" Mused Angel. "The Golden Bitch! I've been searching for her all of my life!" Then, Clinton dropped Mimi, and ran into a wall, knocking himself unconcious... "Ow!" Mimi yelped, and her butt met the err-- ground. "What the hell is he up to?" Ken mused. Angel shook her head... TBC... ~~ Kitty: HAHAHAHA! What happened to Clinton being in front of the car you say? Well you'll find out about that in the next chapter! Whoever wants ken to barf in Matt's car when he's rescued, say I!!!!! Ken: ... Kitty: Hmm... well review!! MUAHAHAHAHA! Cough cough...