Okay, before I continue, I'd just like to say thank you so much for the
reviews. I wasn't expecting to get any until the second part of
Misadventure # 1 was added.
Special thanks goes to Kaya. ^_^ She left an unusually long review, filled with prep-talk wonderfulness. THANK YOU, KAYA! ^_^
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Phantazy, I do like Sora! Really and truly! ^_^; *tries to huggle Sora- sama*
Sora: Get away from me, freak of nature! O_o; *runs*
8_8 He just doesn't like me back. X_x; Don't worry, everyone will end up getting bashed in this story, even my favorite characters. I don't want to look like I'm in favor of anyone, cuz then fans of the other bashed up ones will get mad. O_o; So. . . Yeah.
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Snowri Leonheart, everyone seems to like that part, lol. ^_^; I'm sure Riku would love to kill the little wooden bastard, but the limiting storyline won't allow him to. Damn you, story line! We wanted to see Pinocchio wood chips fly! =D
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And finally. . . Kaya. *gives you lotsa huggles* Waa. . . Your review filled me with the hope and strength I need to continue this fic. 8_8 Thanks a bunches! I personally think there are a lot better humor fics than this one. X_x; It was 12:43 am, and I didn't feel very funny. But, thanks anyways for the compliments. ^_^ *more huggles*
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Okay, now that I'm done torturing the poor souls who reviewed, heeeeeeere's the next part! Part 2! Oh, my freakin' yayness!
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Part 2: Blowing up Monstro
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"Say 'Uncle!' " Sora shouted in the feathered ear of his opponent.
"Never!" Donald choked out.
"Say it!" Sora cried, pulling back harder on the fowl's beak. "Say it!"
"No!" the feathered mage shrieked.
Sora was fuming. "If you don't say 'Uncle' I'll. . ."
He glanced around, looking for anything valuable to the fiery-tempered duck that he could use as bait.
"I'll. . ."
Suddenly he spotted Donald's sapphire cap of zippery wonderfulness. An evil smile spread across his tanned face. Snatching the cap from its owner, he placed it high atop the key blade and far above the duck's reach.
"Hey!" Donald cried, struggling wildly under Sora's weight. "Give that back!"
"Say you give!" Sora demanded, an evil spark in his violet eyes, "Surrender to me! Or. . . I'LL BURN YOUR STUPID HAT TO A LITTLE PILE OF ASHES!"
The point of Sora's key blade began to glow a heated red as he built up his Fire power. Donald's light blue eyes filled with terror.
"You wouldn't. . ." he breathed, "That's the cap my Daisy gave to me!"
"Surrender, or it's light's out for your stupid girl's gift!" Sora cried, an eerie maniacal grin plastered on his face. His victory was so near, he could smell it!
Wait. . . Since when did victory smell like gunpowder?
"Uh. . . Guys?" Goofy sputtered anxiously. Sora glanced up, away from his captive. Donald paused in his blubbering and pleading, and looked around.
The group was encircled by a wall of Spider Barrels, their unblinking orange eyes studying them carefully.
No one even dared to breath. Sora sat, frozen atop poor Donald's back, beak in one hand, KeyBlade topped with a little blue hat in the other. Every orange eye was focused on the KeyBlade.
"You idiot!" Donald hissed through the corner of his bill. "You attracted them all to this one room by flashing around that Blade!"
"What're we going to do?!" Sora whispered, sounding on the brink of tears, his face that was once so triumphant twisted with fear.
"Don't. Move." Goofy murmured desperately. "Maybe they'll go away."
So they stood, still as statues.
Goofy glanced pityingly down at his feathered friend with an inquiring look that asked whether or not he was okay.
Donald grunted and shifted ever so slightly beneath Sora's butt. Obviously saying 'no'.
Sora whimpered.
"My arm's falling asleep!" he whined quietly.
"Don't move." Goofy repeated.
"But I can hardly feel it anymore!"
"Don't move."
"I feel my grip slipping. . ."
"Don't move!"
"I'm losing it!"
"Hold on, Sora!"
"I can't, I'll --"
There was a loud, metallic clatter as Sora's Keyblade hit the floor.
"AHHHHHH!!!"
"YAAAAAHHHH!!!"
"Uh oh."
There was a brief moment of silence. Then. . . The explosion of twenty or more Spider Barrels all leaping forward and colliding against each other in one devastating. . .
BOOOOOOOM!
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"When you walk AAAA--way. . . You don't HEAR me SAAAAAY! PLLEEEEEEEAAAAASE! OH BABY! Don't go! Simple and CLEEAAAAN is the WAAAAAY that you're making me feel tonight! It's hard to let it go!"
Riku gritted his teeth to the point where one would've thought they would shatter into a billion tiny pieces. His fists were clenched so tight, his fingernails were practically slicing through the very leather of his gloves. Pinocchio's horrible singing voice had driven him to the edge, and he was about to snap.
"HOOOOOOOOOOLD me! What ever lies beyond this MOOOOOOORRRNING! Is a little LATER ON! Regardless of the --"
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY LONGER!"
Pinocchio let out a terrible scream that choked off at the end as Riku leapt at his throat and began attempting to strangle him.
"GODDAMMIT! STOP IT! JUST STOP! STOP! STTOOOOOOP!!!" Riku shrieked, emphasizing every 'stop' by banging the puppet's writhing body against the fleshy walls. "STOP! STOP! STOP!!!"
Pinocchio's cheeks were lined with silvery tears as he silently wept, again and again mouthing the words 'I'm sorry'.
Riku could feel his own tears pricking at the corners of his aqua eyes as he continued to beat the poor, annoying puppet against the wall, each bang slowly growing softer and less fierce.
(A/N: For some reason, that doesn't sound quite right to me. O_o; *dirty- minded*)
Finally, he just let his arm go limp and dropped the marionette to the floor. Pinocchio gratefully scrambled away, and huddled in some secluded corner, sobbing.
Riku let out a sigh and plopped down on a small pile of broken ship boards, cradling his face in the palms of his hands.
What's happening to me? That wasn't like me at all. . .
He glanced sorrowfully at the forlorn puppet who was surrounding himself in a puddle of his own tears.
I doubt he'd accept an apology, but I suppose it couldn't hurt to try.
Riku started to rise to his feet and walk over to Pinocchio, but then, he stopped short. Turning his silvery head, he glanced suspiciously over to the gaping entrance to the chamber. Aqua eyes widened, and he stumbled back.
"Pinocchio!" he cried, "Run! Go!"
But it was too late. There was a terribly loud "BOOM" and then everything went black.
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OWARI. . . for now. . .
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Woo, the humor really faded in this part. X_x; I guess that's why humor is only its secondary genre. ^_^;
Well, I hope yall liked the second part! Misadventure #2 coming soon!
Review!
Special thanks goes to Kaya. ^_^ She left an unusually long review, filled with prep-talk wonderfulness. THANK YOU, KAYA! ^_^
--~~*~~--
Phantazy, I do like Sora! Really and truly! ^_^; *tries to huggle Sora- sama*
Sora: Get away from me, freak of nature! O_o; *runs*
8_8 He just doesn't like me back. X_x; Don't worry, everyone will end up getting bashed in this story, even my favorite characters. I don't want to look like I'm in favor of anyone, cuz then fans of the other bashed up ones will get mad. O_o; So. . . Yeah.
--~~*~~--
Snowri Leonheart, everyone seems to like that part, lol. ^_^; I'm sure Riku would love to kill the little wooden bastard, but the limiting storyline won't allow him to. Damn you, story line! We wanted to see Pinocchio wood chips fly! =D
--~~*~~--
And finally. . . Kaya. *gives you lotsa huggles* Waa. . . Your review filled me with the hope and strength I need to continue this fic. 8_8 Thanks a bunches! I personally think there are a lot better humor fics than this one. X_x; It was 12:43 am, and I didn't feel very funny. But, thanks anyways for the compliments. ^_^ *more huggles*
--~~*~~--
Okay, now that I'm done torturing the poor souls who reviewed, heeeeeeere's the next part! Part 2! Oh, my freakin' yayness!
--~~*~~--
Part 2: Blowing up Monstro
--~~*~~--(== anyone think I use these too much? O_o;)
"Say 'Uncle!' " Sora shouted in the feathered ear of his opponent.
"Never!" Donald choked out.
"Say it!" Sora cried, pulling back harder on the fowl's beak. "Say it!"
"No!" the feathered mage shrieked.
Sora was fuming. "If you don't say 'Uncle' I'll. . ."
He glanced around, looking for anything valuable to the fiery-tempered duck that he could use as bait.
"I'll. . ."
Suddenly he spotted Donald's sapphire cap of zippery wonderfulness. An evil smile spread across his tanned face. Snatching the cap from its owner, he placed it high atop the key blade and far above the duck's reach.
"Hey!" Donald cried, struggling wildly under Sora's weight. "Give that back!"
"Say you give!" Sora demanded, an evil spark in his violet eyes, "Surrender to me! Or. . . I'LL BURN YOUR STUPID HAT TO A LITTLE PILE OF ASHES!"
The point of Sora's key blade began to glow a heated red as he built up his Fire power. Donald's light blue eyes filled with terror.
"You wouldn't. . ." he breathed, "That's the cap my Daisy gave to me!"
"Surrender, or it's light's out for your stupid girl's gift!" Sora cried, an eerie maniacal grin plastered on his face. His victory was so near, he could smell it!
Wait. . . Since when did victory smell like gunpowder?
"Uh. . . Guys?" Goofy sputtered anxiously. Sora glanced up, away from his captive. Donald paused in his blubbering and pleading, and looked around.
The group was encircled by a wall of Spider Barrels, their unblinking orange eyes studying them carefully.
No one even dared to breath. Sora sat, frozen atop poor Donald's back, beak in one hand, KeyBlade topped with a little blue hat in the other. Every orange eye was focused on the KeyBlade.
"You idiot!" Donald hissed through the corner of his bill. "You attracted them all to this one room by flashing around that Blade!"
"What're we going to do?!" Sora whispered, sounding on the brink of tears, his face that was once so triumphant twisted with fear.
"Don't. Move." Goofy murmured desperately. "Maybe they'll go away."
So they stood, still as statues.
Goofy glanced pityingly down at his feathered friend with an inquiring look that asked whether or not he was okay.
Donald grunted and shifted ever so slightly beneath Sora's butt. Obviously saying 'no'.
Sora whimpered.
"My arm's falling asleep!" he whined quietly.
"Don't move." Goofy repeated.
"But I can hardly feel it anymore!"
"Don't move."
"I feel my grip slipping. . ."
"Don't move!"
"I'm losing it!"
"Hold on, Sora!"
"I can't, I'll --"
There was a loud, metallic clatter as Sora's Keyblade hit the floor.
"AHHHHHH!!!"
"YAAAAAHHHH!!!"
"Uh oh."
There was a brief moment of silence. Then. . . The explosion of twenty or more Spider Barrels all leaping forward and colliding against each other in one devastating. . .
BOOOOOOOM!
--~~*~~--
"When you walk AAAA--way. . . You don't HEAR me SAAAAAY! PLLEEEEEEEAAAAASE! OH BABY! Don't go! Simple and CLEEAAAAN is the WAAAAAY that you're making me feel tonight! It's hard to let it go!"
Riku gritted his teeth to the point where one would've thought they would shatter into a billion tiny pieces. His fists were clenched so tight, his fingernails were practically slicing through the very leather of his gloves. Pinocchio's horrible singing voice had driven him to the edge, and he was about to snap.
"HOOOOOOOOOOLD me! What ever lies beyond this MOOOOOOORRRNING! Is a little LATER ON! Regardless of the --"
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY LONGER!"
Pinocchio let out a terrible scream that choked off at the end as Riku leapt at his throat and began attempting to strangle him.
"GODDAMMIT! STOP IT! JUST STOP! STOP! STTOOOOOOP!!!" Riku shrieked, emphasizing every 'stop' by banging the puppet's writhing body against the fleshy walls. "STOP! STOP! STOP!!!"
Pinocchio's cheeks were lined with silvery tears as he silently wept, again and again mouthing the words 'I'm sorry'.
Riku could feel his own tears pricking at the corners of his aqua eyes as he continued to beat the poor, annoying puppet against the wall, each bang slowly growing softer and less fierce.
(A/N: For some reason, that doesn't sound quite right to me. O_o; *dirty- minded*)
Finally, he just let his arm go limp and dropped the marionette to the floor. Pinocchio gratefully scrambled away, and huddled in some secluded corner, sobbing.
Riku let out a sigh and plopped down on a small pile of broken ship boards, cradling his face in the palms of his hands.
What's happening to me? That wasn't like me at all. . .
He glanced sorrowfully at the forlorn puppet who was surrounding himself in a puddle of his own tears.
I doubt he'd accept an apology, but I suppose it couldn't hurt to try.
Riku started to rise to his feet and walk over to Pinocchio, but then, he stopped short. Turning his silvery head, he glanced suspiciously over to the gaping entrance to the chamber. Aqua eyes widened, and he stumbled back.
"Pinocchio!" he cried, "Run! Go!"
But it was too late. There was a terribly loud "BOOM" and then everything went black.
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OWARI. . . for now. . .
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Woo, the humor really faded in this part. X_x; I guess that's why humor is only its secondary genre. ^_^;
Well, I hope yall liked the second part! Misadventure #2 coming soon!
Review!