Warning: Chapter is very long... I cramed two of them in here.
Once again, I am SO dang bored... so here goes another posted-just-for- laughs-and-no-benefit-to-the-story chapter. Enjoy... or else.
Disclaimer: I own Rickstardo and Sparkle! Whee! ::claps:: ... oh. And I don't own anything else, ok?
---------------------------- Part 6
Timmy reappeared in midair next to the warehouse. And with a ~Thump~, he landed face-down on the clod of soil beneath him. Cosmo, Wanda, Rick and Sparkle poofed next to him, looking at the building.
"This is it, I guess," Sparkle declared.
Timmy stood up, covered in filth and not exactly happy.
"This stinks..." he muttered silently, brushing off dirt from his coat.
"Well, it should," Cosmo said to him. "We're right next to the slaughterhouse, you know."
The run-down warehouse was currently a bed accesories' storage. It was patroled only at night, so the area was empty. But just in case anybody happened to walk by, the fairies stayed as birds. Timmy stood facing the warehouse entrance, staring at the crack of the half-open door.
"Now I remember why I was going to come here!" Timmy said, brightening up.
"Wait up, kid," Rick said. "Are you sure your parents approve of you being here?"
"They never do," Cosmo said.
"Not if I was alone," Timmy said, "but I have you guys. Besides, I'm pretty sure they're too busy to worry about me."
* * * Meanwhile...
"Honey?" Timmy's Mom called out to her husband as she walked out the frontdoor. "What happened to the new lamps in the den?" And the lightbulb in the refrigerator? And where's Timmy?"
"They're up here!" Timmy's Dad answered from the rooftop.
"Even Timmy?" she said in shock.
"No, Timmy's at the park out for a walk."
"Well, good!" She said smiling. "As long as he isn't anywhere near that horrible odorous place where the warehouse is."
"Of course he isn't!" Dad reassured. "And, honey? You don't mind if I also take the chandelier from the den, right?"
"Umm..."
Timmy's Dad held up the chandelier, that apparently he already set up in the roof.
"I knew you wouldn't mind! Thanks, dear!"
* * *
"A few days ago, we came here on a 8 minute tour. We were dragged around it so fast that my homework fell out the backpack. I'd better get in there and retrieve it."
"That's that, then. So you two don't get caught, one of us will go in and get it." Rick said refering to himself and Spark.
"Who's going in, then?" Spark asked.
Everybody stared at her hard.
"... what?"
* * * Meanwhile, Crocker was coincidentally driving by the warehouse in his van, when his fairy detector started to beep. Ignoring the fact that the van was still in motion, he grabbed the device.
"Aha! My fairy-detector states I am near the presence of-FAIRIES!"
The van comes to an abrupt stop when he crashes into a fire hydrant. He looked to his right just in time to see Timmy and the 'birds'. He quickly unbuckled, jumped out and snuck closer to Timmy. He stopped just yards away, hiding behind a bush.
"Interesting..." Crocker said to himself. "Usually, that breed of springtime fowls would have followed their year cycle to the south at this time of winter. The only logical explanation for this scene is... that Turner is accompanied by his disguised-FAIRY GOD-PARENTS!!!" * * *
"Did you hear something?" Timmy whispered and looked around cautiously.
"Probably the rats," Cosmo supplied.
* - * - * - * - * - *
Everyone was waiting for Sparkle, who had gone inside to find Timmy's work. She's been gone for three minutes, but it felt like hours. Wanda paced back and forth. Rick just looked bored. Cosmo played poker with another bird (odd... didn't Crocker just say...? Aw, well). Timmy shuffled his feet and gazed into the door nervously.
"What the heck is taking her so long?!" Timmy finally said.
"Relax, kid. I'm sure she's--" Rick stopped as soon as he realized, "Oh, Fates... I can't believe myself!" he murmured as he hit himself in the forehead.
"What??" Cosmo said looking up.
"Ma and Dad always told me I have to stay with Spark at all times because of her absent-mindedness! Without me, she'll just get lost in there. I'm such an idiot!"
"That makes two of us," Cosmo said as he dealt his cards and saw the bird take victory. "Aww..."
"I'd better go inside and find her before someone finds her first."
"You do that," Wanda encouraged.
Rick was about to enter the warehouse, but at that very moment, Sparkle came out. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as she stood before them, beaming. But no homework in sight.
"About time!" Timmy bellowed. "Where were you?!"
"In the warehouse!" she said.
"Well, did you at least find out where my homework is?"
"I sure did!"
"Great! So where is it?"
"In the former main closet!"
"... and where is that?"
Sparkle's smile slowly disappeared and her face seemed to go blank.
"Where is what?" she resumed.
"The former main closet!"
"..... what about it?"
"It's where my homework is!!"
Spark's blank expression was replaced by a cross look.
"I know that!" she said.
"SO DO I!" Timmy cried out, quickly losing patience. "But what I don't know is where it is!"
"... where is what?"
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Weird, huh? Rickstardo is based on my uncle, who's name is Ricardo. Sparkle... I can't say, because she may be reading this, 'kay? Next part will hopefully get us somewhere. ^_^ Review please, and no fl-
Cosmo: "Fire Drill!!" ::pulls out hose, but everyone jumps him before it could turn on::
Once again, I am SO dang bored... so here goes another posted-just-for- laughs-and-no-benefit-to-the-story chapter. Enjoy... or else.
Disclaimer: I own Rickstardo and Sparkle! Whee! ::claps:: ... oh. And I don't own anything else, ok?
---------------------------- Part 6
Timmy reappeared in midair next to the warehouse. And with a ~Thump~, he landed face-down on the clod of soil beneath him. Cosmo, Wanda, Rick and Sparkle poofed next to him, looking at the building.
"This is it, I guess," Sparkle declared.
Timmy stood up, covered in filth and not exactly happy.
"This stinks..." he muttered silently, brushing off dirt from his coat.
"Well, it should," Cosmo said to him. "We're right next to the slaughterhouse, you know."
The run-down warehouse was currently a bed accesories' storage. It was patroled only at night, so the area was empty. But just in case anybody happened to walk by, the fairies stayed as birds. Timmy stood facing the warehouse entrance, staring at the crack of the half-open door.
"Now I remember why I was going to come here!" Timmy said, brightening up.
"Wait up, kid," Rick said. "Are you sure your parents approve of you being here?"
"They never do," Cosmo said.
"Not if I was alone," Timmy said, "but I have you guys. Besides, I'm pretty sure they're too busy to worry about me."
* * * Meanwhile...
"Honey?" Timmy's Mom called out to her husband as she walked out the frontdoor. "What happened to the new lamps in the den?" And the lightbulb in the refrigerator? And where's Timmy?"
"They're up here!" Timmy's Dad answered from the rooftop.
"Even Timmy?" she said in shock.
"No, Timmy's at the park out for a walk."
"Well, good!" She said smiling. "As long as he isn't anywhere near that horrible odorous place where the warehouse is."
"Of course he isn't!" Dad reassured. "And, honey? You don't mind if I also take the chandelier from the den, right?"
"Umm..."
Timmy's Dad held up the chandelier, that apparently he already set up in the roof.
"I knew you wouldn't mind! Thanks, dear!"
* * *
"A few days ago, we came here on a 8 minute tour. We were dragged around it so fast that my homework fell out the backpack. I'd better get in there and retrieve it."
"That's that, then. So you two don't get caught, one of us will go in and get it." Rick said refering to himself and Spark.
"Who's going in, then?" Spark asked.
Everybody stared at her hard.
"... what?"
* * * Meanwhile, Crocker was coincidentally driving by the warehouse in his van, when his fairy detector started to beep. Ignoring the fact that the van was still in motion, he grabbed the device.
"Aha! My fairy-detector states I am near the presence of-FAIRIES!"
The van comes to an abrupt stop when he crashes into a fire hydrant. He looked to his right just in time to see Timmy and the 'birds'. He quickly unbuckled, jumped out and snuck closer to Timmy. He stopped just yards away, hiding behind a bush.
"Interesting..." Crocker said to himself. "Usually, that breed of springtime fowls would have followed their year cycle to the south at this time of winter. The only logical explanation for this scene is... that Turner is accompanied by his disguised-FAIRY GOD-PARENTS!!!" * * *
"Did you hear something?" Timmy whispered and looked around cautiously.
"Probably the rats," Cosmo supplied.
* - * - * - * - * - *
Everyone was waiting for Sparkle, who had gone inside to find Timmy's work. She's been gone for three minutes, but it felt like hours. Wanda paced back and forth. Rick just looked bored. Cosmo played poker with another bird (odd... didn't Crocker just say...? Aw, well). Timmy shuffled his feet and gazed into the door nervously.
"What the heck is taking her so long?!" Timmy finally said.
"Relax, kid. I'm sure she's--" Rick stopped as soon as he realized, "Oh, Fates... I can't believe myself!" he murmured as he hit himself in the forehead.
"What??" Cosmo said looking up.
"Ma and Dad always told me I have to stay with Spark at all times because of her absent-mindedness! Without me, she'll just get lost in there. I'm such an idiot!"
"That makes two of us," Cosmo said as he dealt his cards and saw the bird take victory. "Aww..."
"I'd better go inside and find her before someone finds her first."
"You do that," Wanda encouraged.
Rick was about to enter the warehouse, but at that very moment, Sparkle came out. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as she stood before them, beaming. But no homework in sight.
"About time!" Timmy bellowed. "Where were you?!"
"In the warehouse!" she said.
"Well, did you at least find out where my homework is?"
"I sure did!"
"Great! So where is it?"
"In the former main closet!"
"... and where is that?"
Sparkle's smile slowly disappeared and her face seemed to go blank.
"Where is what?" she resumed.
"The former main closet!"
"..... what about it?"
"It's where my homework is!!"
Spark's blank expression was replaced by a cross look.
"I know that!" she said.
"SO DO I!" Timmy cried out, quickly losing patience. "But what I don't know is where it is!"
"... where is what?"
----------------------------------------------------
Weird, huh? Rickstardo is based on my uncle, who's name is Ricardo. Sparkle... I can't say, because she may be reading this, 'kay? Next part will hopefully get us somewhere. ^_^ Review please, and no fl-
Cosmo: "Fire Drill!!" ::pulls out hose, but everyone jumps him before it could turn on::