The Shelby from Hell
Disclaimer: I do not own McDonalds, Tiger Electronics, or Weiß Kreuz. Please don't sue me I'm poor! T_T
Author: Eep.. it took me long to get his chapter up also. Sorry, I'm just lazy. V_V;; Well, to make up for it I *PROMISE* chapter 5 will be up by this Saturday. If not you can let.. Farfie torture me! O_O Must go get chappie done! Here's chapter 4 of.. The Shelby from Hell!
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"Nani?" Crawford stared at the strange creature. "What the hell are you?" he asked it while starting to back away.
"Gloople hacket mes!" the Shelby gurgled and stepped forward a few paces towards the edge of the freezer compartment.
".." Crawford was really creeped out. He grabbed for his gun, but instead of pulling out his gun.. he pulled out the Shelby. "AGH!!!!! How'd you get there?!" he glanced back at the freezer, noticing his gun was there. "What?!" he quickly dropped the Shelby and lunged for his gun. The freezer door slammed shut and he ended up bashing his head into the door and breaking his glasses. "SHIT! That HURT!!!" he clutched his head and wobbled backwards into the counter.
"Weh moy.. weh moy.." the Shelby whispered. Crawford's hands were suddenly wrenched from his head and tied around his back. The rope looped around a cabinet handle securing him there.
"AHHHH!" Crawford screamed. The Shelby bounded up to the counter and sat on it, starting to hum in the process. Crawford was still screaming, so the Shelby glared at him.
"SHOODOO EZAS!" the creature shrieked and out of nowhere, a piece of duck tape flew over Bradley's mouth.
"Meeeeeerrrrrffffff!" Crawford struggled and mumbled against his restraints. Why hadn't he foreseen this? He was so unlucky. The Shelby seemed satisfied with Bradley and began singing once again.
"Vavavavava!!! Trulo ex baaajy!" it closed its eyes and started dancing a little jig. "Vavavavava!!! Fosgle gag!" Crawford couldn't stand this much longer. The song.. it was.. killing... his braincells. Bradley's eyes glazed over and his mouth began emitting foam. The Shelby was too into its song to really see its inflicted damage upon the Oracle. After another twenty minutes the Shelby had finished its song and bowed. Hearing no applause it glared up at Crawford.
"Dala urtyaza!!! DALA!!" it jumped onto his head and knocked his glasses onto the floor. "Dala.." the Shelby slid down Crawford mountain and slowly scuttled into the living room. How come no one liked his music? He loved it. Soon the Shelby sat on the sofa, positioning itself on top Schuldig's thigh thinking about what it could do.
"Quatle.. shurly fack.." quietly it sobbed into Schuldig's pants. If no one appreciated its music here, it'd just have to find someone who did. The Shelby sniffled, jumped off of Schuldig, and marched toward the door. Suddenly the knob began to turn, stopping the Shelby in its tracks. The door opened...
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Author: Woo, another chapter done. Next one is the last. And remember if I don't get the next one up by Saturday before 10:00pm, I give you all permission to sick Farfie on me. ^..^ Still, review just cause it makes me happy! Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own McDonalds, Tiger Electronics, or Weiß Kreuz. Please don't sue me I'm poor! T_T
Author: Eep.. it took me long to get his chapter up also. Sorry, I'm just lazy. V_V;; Well, to make up for it I *PROMISE* chapter 5 will be up by this Saturday. If not you can let.. Farfie torture me! O_O Must go get chappie done! Here's chapter 4 of.. The Shelby from Hell!
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"Nani?" Crawford stared at the strange creature. "What the hell are you?" he asked it while starting to back away.
"Gloople hacket mes!" the Shelby gurgled and stepped forward a few paces towards the edge of the freezer compartment.
".." Crawford was really creeped out. He grabbed for his gun, but instead of pulling out his gun.. he pulled out the Shelby. "AGH!!!!! How'd you get there?!" he glanced back at the freezer, noticing his gun was there. "What?!" he quickly dropped the Shelby and lunged for his gun. The freezer door slammed shut and he ended up bashing his head into the door and breaking his glasses. "SHIT! That HURT!!!" he clutched his head and wobbled backwards into the counter.
"Weh moy.. weh moy.." the Shelby whispered. Crawford's hands were suddenly wrenched from his head and tied around his back. The rope looped around a cabinet handle securing him there.
"AHHHH!" Crawford screamed. The Shelby bounded up to the counter and sat on it, starting to hum in the process. Crawford was still screaming, so the Shelby glared at him.
"SHOODOO EZAS!" the creature shrieked and out of nowhere, a piece of duck tape flew over Bradley's mouth.
"Meeeeeerrrrrffffff!" Crawford struggled and mumbled against his restraints. Why hadn't he foreseen this? He was so unlucky. The Shelby seemed satisfied with Bradley and began singing once again.
"Vavavavava!!! Trulo ex baaajy!" it closed its eyes and started dancing a little jig. "Vavavavava!!! Fosgle gag!" Crawford couldn't stand this much longer. The song.. it was.. killing... his braincells. Bradley's eyes glazed over and his mouth began emitting foam. The Shelby was too into its song to really see its inflicted damage upon the Oracle. After another twenty minutes the Shelby had finished its song and bowed. Hearing no applause it glared up at Crawford.
"Dala urtyaza!!! DALA!!" it jumped onto his head and knocked his glasses onto the floor. "Dala.." the Shelby slid down Crawford mountain and slowly scuttled into the living room. How come no one liked his music? He loved it. Soon the Shelby sat on the sofa, positioning itself on top Schuldig's thigh thinking about what it could do.
"Quatle.. shurly fack.." quietly it sobbed into Schuldig's pants. If no one appreciated its music here, it'd just have to find someone who did. The Shelby sniffled, jumped off of Schuldig, and marched toward the door. Suddenly the knob began to turn, stopping the Shelby in its tracks. The door opened...
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Author: Woo, another chapter done. Next one is the last. And remember if I don't get the next one up by Saturday before 10:00pm, I give you all permission to sick Farfie on me. ^..^ Still, review just cause it makes me happy! Thanks!