Disclaimer: I don't own Minesweeper, but I wish I did! I wonder if it
counts that I own the game? Probably not, but it might! That would be so
cool! Go Bob! By the way, the cameo by Kid Blink from Newsies is
obviously not created by me either. Just in case you didn't know.
The Life and Times of Bob the Smiley Face Or "Why I Should Probably Be Committed to a Mental Health Institution A.S.A.P."
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Bob had long since left his bath and was idly wandering around his small bit of space on the computers' memory board. He was surprised at how busy the board was. This was usually when everyone was resting. He noticed Kid Blink, a fellow smiley face who was also known as simply Blink, and floated over to talk. Blink was, among other things, strange. He was the first smiley that Morwen had ever been introduced to. She usually listened to what he had to say. Keeping this in mind he decided to ask for a favor of Blink.
After explaining his morning's troubles he got to the question that was on his mind. "So, will you tell her I don't need a girlfriend. I really don't think I could handle the embarrassment. I mean, really, how does she plan to set me up anyway? But that's beside the point. Will you talk to her?"
The glint that flashed through Blinks was terrifying, but our hero failed to notice it. "'Course I'll talk to her." That was all he got to say before the game window was once again opened and he headed up the moderate the game.
To Bob it seemed like forever before Morwen finished playing and shut down the window for the time being. Blink came back down with a smile on his face, not that he could really come back down any other way.
Bob was so anxious for news about the talk that he was pestering Blink for news before he actually arrived back to his little chunk of memory. "So, did you talk some sense into her?"
"Yes." - Blink.
"So, she's not gonna set me up?" - Bob.
"Did I say that?" - Blink again, very smug.
"What?!?!?!?!!?!?" - This should be kinda obvious.
Bob hit the disk. Blink just smiled and said "You owe me for that time you humiliated me at the Drive 'n Flop. Are you aware of how many of those I know were at the club that night? All the numbers and about half the mines! Not to mention that cute Queen of Clubs from the solitaire deck. Consider this payback.. Oh, and Helga would like to be picked up by shutdown. Have fun." Blink floated off leaving Bob wondering the four things that all smileys think before a date. Why me? Why her? How did I get into this? What am I going to wear?
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A.N. Wow. I never, ever thought that I was quite this sad. An ongoing minesweeper fic about Bob the smiley. I think I better lay low at school, otherwise the nice men in white are going to come take me outta my history class. Wow. R&R!
~Morwen and her obviously mental muse, Dae
The Life and Times of Bob the Smiley Face Or "Why I Should Probably Be Committed to a Mental Health Institution A.S.A.P."
Part 2! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Bob had long since left his bath and was idly wandering around his small bit of space on the computers' memory board. He was surprised at how busy the board was. This was usually when everyone was resting. He noticed Kid Blink, a fellow smiley face who was also known as simply Blink, and floated over to talk. Blink was, among other things, strange. He was the first smiley that Morwen had ever been introduced to. She usually listened to what he had to say. Keeping this in mind he decided to ask for a favor of Blink.
After explaining his morning's troubles he got to the question that was on his mind. "So, will you tell her I don't need a girlfriend. I really don't think I could handle the embarrassment. I mean, really, how does she plan to set me up anyway? But that's beside the point. Will you talk to her?"
The glint that flashed through Blinks was terrifying, but our hero failed to notice it. "'Course I'll talk to her." That was all he got to say before the game window was once again opened and he headed up the moderate the game.
To Bob it seemed like forever before Morwen finished playing and shut down the window for the time being. Blink came back down with a smile on his face, not that he could really come back down any other way.
Bob was so anxious for news about the talk that he was pestering Blink for news before he actually arrived back to his little chunk of memory. "So, did you talk some sense into her?"
"Yes." - Blink.
"So, she's not gonna set me up?" - Bob.
"Did I say that?" - Blink again, very smug.
"What?!?!?!?!!?!?" - This should be kinda obvious.
Bob hit the disk. Blink just smiled and said "You owe me for that time you humiliated me at the Drive 'n Flop. Are you aware of how many of those I know were at the club that night? All the numbers and about half the mines! Not to mention that cute Queen of Clubs from the solitaire deck. Consider this payback.. Oh, and Helga would like to be picked up by shutdown. Have fun." Blink floated off leaving Bob wondering the four things that all smileys think before a date. Why me? Why her? How did I get into this? What am I going to wear?
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A.N. Wow. I never, ever thought that I was quite this sad. An ongoing minesweeper fic about Bob the smiley. I think I better lay low at school, otherwise the nice men in white are going to come take me outta my history class. Wow. R&R!
~Morwen and her obviously mental muse, Dae