Disclaimer: I don't own Esca, or Meow Meow Mix, or anything in this fic...
A/N: MWAHAHAHA! I'M BACK! MOERO! * cough cough * Thanks to everybody's nice reviews, I've decided to continue this fic a while longer, this is the sequel to Folkie's Birthday, but I'm just going to post it on this page, so live with it... Enjoy! R&R! ^_^
Chapter 1: The Horror has just begun...
Folkie screamed as the little button eyes of the Catgirl doll stared back at him. He reached over to the side of the bed where Mr. Snuggles usually lay, but alas, his snuggly friend was nothing more than a pile of ashes now, just like his cake...
He hadn't squeezed her paw but she wouldn't shut up...
"I hate you!"
"You're a freak!"
"Power to the inanimate objects! MWAHAHAHA!" She then began to start cussing at him, and Folkie slammed a pillow over the doll's face. Her curses were muffled and Folkie let out a blink of relief. He took off his party hat and lay on his bed looking up at the ceiling. When he was bored one day he and Mr. Snuggles had painted Mr. Snuggle's self portrait over his bed. He looked at the painting of the brown bundle of fluff and twitched his eyebrow in despair.
He decided to TRY to make intelligent conversation with Naria and Eriya, but we know how hard that can be...
"Nar..."
"SHHHH! SHUT UP FOLKIE-SAMA! OUR SHOW IS COMING ON!" Eriya screamed as she turned back towards the TV. Folkie sighed in monotone frustration. Ever since Hitomi had come back to Gaea to stay... (A/N: She missed Van, who wouldn't?) She had introduced many odd things to their world, never making it the same again. One of these things had been TV; they got pretty decent reception if they used a big enough satellite. They had had to crush a small country to get a good picture, but oh well; no one would miss them. Folkie groaned seeing what they were watching...
"MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW!" Naria and Eriya sung along with the catfood commercial.
He thought he heard the catgirl doll let out a few muffled "MEOWS!" But slammed the pillow over it harder, hoping to drown it out.
He walked out the door leaving the catfood obsessed kittys to their own devises. Dilly was sitting in the lab setting all the sorcerer's "important" documents on fire with the lighter he had given Folkie.
"HA! MOERO!" Dilly screamed, burning up a file. Folkie saved a file labeled, "Mr. Snuggles," although we have no idea how a teddy bear got his own file.
Dalet freaked Folkie and Dilly as he entered and screamed in excitement, "GUESS WHAT? IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE!" And started hopping up and down excitedly, no doubt hyper from all the sweets he had eaten and drunk from earlier.
"Umm... Dalet... Reality check! It's February!" Dilly said, in a frustrated tone.
"Nooo! It's Christmas Eve!" Dalet said in a slurred voice as the Dragonslayers ran in screeching out carols.
To Be Continued
A/N: This wasn't very funny, sorry, it was just weird... All will be explained, it WILL get better, sorry... R&R! BUT NO FLAMES! ^_^
~Trunks Gal~
A/N: MWAHAHAHA! I'M BACK! MOERO! * cough cough * Thanks to everybody's nice reviews, I've decided to continue this fic a while longer, this is the sequel to Folkie's Birthday, but I'm just going to post it on this page, so live with it... Enjoy! R&R! ^_^
Chapter 1: The Horror has just begun...
Folkie screamed as the little button eyes of the Catgirl doll stared back at him. He reached over to the side of the bed where Mr. Snuggles usually lay, but alas, his snuggly friend was nothing more than a pile of ashes now, just like his cake...
He hadn't squeezed her paw but she wouldn't shut up...
"I hate you!"
"You're a freak!"
"Power to the inanimate objects! MWAHAHAHA!" She then began to start cussing at him, and Folkie slammed a pillow over the doll's face. Her curses were muffled and Folkie let out a blink of relief. He took off his party hat and lay on his bed looking up at the ceiling. When he was bored one day he and Mr. Snuggles had painted Mr. Snuggle's self portrait over his bed. He looked at the painting of the brown bundle of fluff and twitched his eyebrow in despair.
He decided to TRY to make intelligent conversation with Naria and Eriya, but we know how hard that can be...
"Nar..."
"SHHHH! SHUT UP FOLKIE-SAMA! OUR SHOW IS COMING ON!" Eriya screamed as she turned back towards the TV. Folkie sighed in monotone frustration. Ever since Hitomi had come back to Gaea to stay... (A/N: She missed Van, who wouldn't?) She had introduced many odd things to their world, never making it the same again. One of these things had been TV; they got pretty decent reception if they used a big enough satellite. They had had to crush a small country to get a good picture, but oh well; no one would miss them. Folkie groaned seeing what they were watching...
"MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW!" Naria and Eriya sung along with the catfood commercial.
He thought he heard the catgirl doll let out a few muffled "MEOWS!" But slammed the pillow over it harder, hoping to drown it out.
He walked out the door leaving the catfood obsessed kittys to their own devises. Dilly was sitting in the lab setting all the sorcerer's "important" documents on fire with the lighter he had given Folkie.
"HA! MOERO!" Dilly screamed, burning up a file. Folkie saved a file labeled, "Mr. Snuggles," although we have no idea how a teddy bear got his own file.
Dalet freaked Folkie and Dilly as he entered and screamed in excitement, "GUESS WHAT? IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE!" And started hopping up and down excitedly, no doubt hyper from all the sweets he had eaten and drunk from earlier.
"Umm... Dalet... Reality check! It's February!" Dilly said, in a frustrated tone.
"Nooo! It's Christmas Eve!" Dalet said in a slurred voice as the Dragonslayers ran in screeching out carols.
To Be Continued
A/N: This wasn't very funny, sorry, it was just weird... All will be explained, it WILL get better, sorry... R&R! BUT NO FLAMES! ^_^
~Trunks Gal~