A/N: Wow... just... WOW. I expected to get mean reviews. Nasty, nasty, mean
reviews. I'm surprised at all of the people that like my fic! ^_^' Okay, 10
people isn't that much. But it's a start, right? I'm so very proud of
myself... I GOT A REVIEW FROM THE MIGHTY CHAOTICA! Love yer fics! Heheh...
I'm sucha dork. Oh, and to all the other reviewers... THANK YOU!
Today is Tuesday: Your fic is probably better then mine, I'm just too lazy to read it right now.
Moonlight Storm: Jhonen-in-training? Wow, even though I'm a girl, that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside... *imagines herself with glasses and red hair, drawing comics* Heheh....
Oh, and by the way, I just read some of the Mighty KidKourage's fics, and noticed that she used the "Hi my name is _____" thing. I just want to say, that I did not mean to copy her. I didn't noticed you used it!! *cries*
Disclaimer: *eh-HURM!* Yes, umm..... Everything you can recognize in this story is not mine, anything you can't recognize is probably owned by me. Whoopdeedoo.
"Happy Noodle Boy's Escape"
A really, REALLY stupid fic by SATURNIA
Chapter 3: "Later that Day, at Night... or... whatever"
Noodle Boy had found a nice card board box to sleep in, though it was highly uncomfortable, so, after a few minutes of tossing and turning, he set off to find somewhere to spend the night. He wandered aimlessly for a... couple of hours, until he found himself in front of a building, with the word 'HILTON' in large red letters on top of the entryway. Noodle Boy walked in (obviously), and walked up to the counter, where someone named 'HI! My name is: Squee!' (Not JV's Squee, it's just my friends nickname) greeted him.
"Hello, sir, how may I-" She cut off, realizing who she was talking to. "You... YOU'RE HAPPY NOODLE BOY!" she gasped, pointing at him, drawing attention from others in the lobby.
"HOW DO YOU KNOW OF THE MIGHTY PASTA SAUCE?!" He jumped on the counter "I DEMAND TO BE SHOWERED WITH SLIPPERS! PICKLES, PICKLES, I SAY!" He does a little jig, and HI! My name is: Squee! bowed deeply to him. "I'll get you the finest room in this hotel. No charge. We have enough money anyway." She took out a key from nowhere and handed it to him. "Here you go. Best room in the hotel. Room number 777." Happy Noodle Boy grabbed the key and saluted "You will be showered with many meaty meat balls of meaty MEAT DOOM upon my return, oh meaty one!!!" Squee blinked, and walked away. So, Noodle boy set off to his room.
Noodle Boy's hotel room was normal. As normal as a hotel room can get. It had a bed, obviously, and a little table-thingy next to it. There was a desk, a TV (with video games! Yaaay!), and a mini-refrigerator.
Immediately, Noodle Boy jumped over to the TV, and turned it on. He grabbed the remote, and flipped through the channels, occasionally stopping, pointing at an actor/news person/cartoon character, and screaming incoherent things at it. Such as... "FLOBBERGIBBIT!" or, "MOOSEDELAFOOSILY!"
Suddenly, Noodle Boy landed on a channel that caught his attention him. The channel was called 'Nickelodeon'. He instantly despised the name. He mooed evilly at it, and turned it off, finding nothing on that interested him.
He made his way to the mini Freez-E-Boi in his room. He opened it, and took out a bottle vanilla Coke. "Dude, you got a Dell!" He popped the top open, and glugged the whole thing down.
"Vanilla fax an' copy! Fax an' copy! The squeeeeally flobbergoopin babies!" He hops around the room on one foot, and jumps out the window. He, amazingly, lands on his feet. He ran over to a taxi, beating the doors over and over again "Mah loyal steed has come to save the day!" He jumped in to the taxi.
"Where ya' GOIN?!" The taxi driver...ess (it was girl... A hyper one) asked, a bit TOO enthusiastically. "TAKE ME TO THE MUFFIN MAN!" Noodle boy screamed, banging on the seats. "Mmkay then!" The taxi driver drove off, into the depths of the city.
~Later...~
Noodle boy arrives somewhere, deep in the bowels of the city. He looked around. There were no people. Nothing. Oh, wait, there were a few rats. But, other then that, nothing. HNB growled, and turned to a wall. "YOU! WALL! You? TALK'N TA MEE?! HUH?!" he screamed random things at the wall, for there were no people around to harass. Sad, isn't it?
"Hey, dude, like, can you spare some CHANGE?" Noodle boy turned to the voice. A tramp-y looking teenage boy stood there. "SILENCE YOUS DIRTY TRAP HOLE! WHERE BE THE MEATY WALKERS?!" The boy gave him a weird look. "Dude, do you, like, have change or NOT? I need to buy my drugs, yah know." "BEGONE! DOGGONE! T-BONE! RUFF!" The boy blinked ".....What are you talkin' 'bout, DUDE?!" The boy said, backing away. "FROOT LOOP! LOOOOOP!!!" Noodle boy lunged at him. The boy barely escaped The Noodle's evil clutches. He ran screaming.
Oh, did those aliens make a biiiig mistake....
A/N: Dere goes the 3rd chappie! Hope you enjoyed it! The 4th chapter will be up faster then this one was. Hopefully... heheh....
Ehh... VROOM!
Today is Tuesday: Your fic is probably better then mine, I'm just too lazy to read it right now.
Moonlight Storm: Jhonen-in-training? Wow, even though I'm a girl, that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside... *imagines herself with glasses and red hair, drawing comics* Heheh....
Oh, and by the way, I just read some of the Mighty KidKourage's fics, and noticed that she used the "Hi my name is _____" thing. I just want to say, that I did not mean to copy her. I didn't noticed you used it!! *cries*
Disclaimer: *eh-HURM!* Yes, umm..... Everything you can recognize in this story is not mine, anything you can't recognize is probably owned by me. Whoopdeedoo.
"Happy Noodle Boy's Escape"
A really, REALLY stupid fic by SATURNIA
Chapter 3: "Later that Day, at Night... or... whatever"
Noodle Boy had found a nice card board box to sleep in, though it was highly uncomfortable, so, after a few minutes of tossing and turning, he set off to find somewhere to spend the night. He wandered aimlessly for a... couple of hours, until he found himself in front of a building, with the word 'HILTON' in large red letters on top of the entryway. Noodle Boy walked in (obviously), and walked up to the counter, where someone named 'HI! My name is: Squee!' (Not JV's Squee, it's just my friends nickname) greeted him.
"Hello, sir, how may I-" She cut off, realizing who she was talking to. "You... YOU'RE HAPPY NOODLE BOY!" she gasped, pointing at him, drawing attention from others in the lobby.
"HOW DO YOU KNOW OF THE MIGHTY PASTA SAUCE?!" He jumped on the counter "I DEMAND TO BE SHOWERED WITH SLIPPERS! PICKLES, PICKLES, I SAY!" He does a little jig, and HI! My name is: Squee! bowed deeply to him. "I'll get you the finest room in this hotel. No charge. We have enough money anyway." She took out a key from nowhere and handed it to him. "Here you go. Best room in the hotel. Room number 777." Happy Noodle Boy grabbed the key and saluted "You will be showered with many meaty meat balls of meaty MEAT DOOM upon my return, oh meaty one!!!" Squee blinked, and walked away. So, Noodle boy set off to his room.
Noodle Boy's hotel room was normal. As normal as a hotel room can get. It had a bed, obviously, and a little table-thingy next to it. There was a desk, a TV (with video games! Yaaay!), and a mini-refrigerator.
Immediately, Noodle Boy jumped over to the TV, and turned it on. He grabbed the remote, and flipped through the channels, occasionally stopping, pointing at an actor/news person/cartoon character, and screaming incoherent things at it. Such as... "FLOBBERGIBBIT!" or, "MOOSEDELAFOOSILY!"
Suddenly, Noodle Boy landed on a channel that caught his attention him. The channel was called 'Nickelodeon'. He instantly despised the name. He mooed evilly at it, and turned it off, finding nothing on that interested him.
He made his way to the mini Freez-E-Boi in his room. He opened it, and took out a bottle vanilla Coke. "Dude, you got a Dell!" He popped the top open, and glugged the whole thing down.
"Vanilla fax an' copy! Fax an' copy! The squeeeeally flobbergoopin babies!" He hops around the room on one foot, and jumps out the window. He, amazingly, lands on his feet. He ran over to a taxi, beating the doors over and over again "Mah loyal steed has come to save the day!" He jumped in to the taxi.
"Where ya' GOIN?!" The taxi driver...ess (it was girl... A hyper one) asked, a bit TOO enthusiastically. "TAKE ME TO THE MUFFIN MAN!" Noodle boy screamed, banging on the seats. "Mmkay then!" The taxi driver drove off, into the depths of the city.
~Later...~
Noodle boy arrives somewhere, deep in the bowels of the city. He looked around. There were no people. Nothing. Oh, wait, there were a few rats. But, other then that, nothing. HNB growled, and turned to a wall. "YOU! WALL! You? TALK'N TA MEE?! HUH?!" he screamed random things at the wall, for there were no people around to harass. Sad, isn't it?
"Hey, dude, like, can you spare some CHANGE?" Noodle boy turned to the voice. A tramp-y looking teenage boy stood there. "SILENCE YOUS DIRTY TRAP HOLE! WHERE BE THE MEATY WALKERS?!" The boy gave him a weird look. "Dude, do you, like, have change or NOT? I need to buy my drugs, yah know." "BEGONE! DOGGONE! T-BONE! RUFF!" The boy blinked ".....What are you talkin' 'bout, DUDE?!" The boy said, backing away. "FROOT LOOP! LOOOOOP!!!" Noodle boy lunged at him. The boy barely escaped The Noodle's evil clutches. He ran screaming.
Oh, did those aliens make a biiiig mistake....
A/N: Dere goes the 3rd chappie! Hope you enjoyed it! The 4th chapter will be up faster then this one was. Hopefully... heheh....
Ehh... VROOM!