A/N: thanks Yuri for suggesting the spacing method, it's working a lot
better for us and it's probably easier to read. Random though: russians are
REALLY underrated. ^_^ Sorry this chapter is being posted so
late...between school supply shopping and whatnot, we've been pretty busy
lately...thanks so much to everyone who's reviewed us (that means YOU,
yuri...you rock!) Um...alright then...here's chapter 5!
Chapter 5:
At hearing the extremely high pitched scream, the X-Slumber Partiers (pun intended...haha) rushed over to the Professors room in a worried frenzy to find out what exactly was going on.
"Hey Professor X, why is your room so godammed big! I live in a cardboard box for heaven's sake!" said Q-Tip angrily (when is he NOT angry?) as he glanced around with envy.
"Professor, we heard a scream coming from your room, are you alright?" asked Joanna with a look of concern on her face
In response, the Professor, who had been having a nervous breakdown in the meantime, started crying and kicking his bed announcing that his most prized posession (no, not THAT you pervert!) had been stolen. Yes, dear readers, it was none other than his fat purple teddy bear, that had been calmly hanging from the ceiling just minutes ago!
"What am I going to do without my Snuggles!" the Professor cried like a little girl who's lollipop had just been taken away from her
"Like, don't worry Professor" said DumpGirl "Tomorrow morning, after a good night's sleep, we can like, head out with the X-Spoon and totally get your teddy back!"
"Thanks, DumpGirl" sniffed the Professor "I don't know what I would do without having you there for me during these hard times! (Um...not literally folks)
With that, the Professor and DumpGirl embraced lovingly as they cried on each others shoulder, patted each others back, and pulled out thir pink barbie lace handkerchiefs. They ended this by giving each other their "Best Friends Forever!" handshake.
"Thanks, DumpGirl, I feel much better now"
"Like, no problem, Professor!" she chimed, giving his hand a squeeze.
"Hey dudes, has anyone seen Rough Ryder?" questioned Mr. Poop. "She hasn't gone to the bathroom in an hour, and I'm starting to get lonely!"
At that, everyone noticed, that Rough Ryder, was, in fact, missing!
"Wow, it took you idiots long enough!" commented Kurt, who was waxing a kiwi nearby.
At hearing that Mr. Poop got tears in his eyes at the idea of being called stupid...ONCE AGAIN...and rushed to the nearest toilet for comfort....yes readers...how sad is that...Mr. Poop has finally hit rock bottom...if that was even possible
"Wally, how many times have I told you NOT to butt into the story!" yelled Gertrude, who was busy eating the very kiwi that Kurt had so skilfully waxed.
Sorry, all powerful and wonderful and amazing, and almighty author! Now, getting back to the story....so after everyone concluded that it was very coincidental that Rough Ryder AND the fat purple teddy a.k.a. "Snuggles" had both dissapeared in one night, they decided to search Rough Ryder's bedroom for evidence. Of course Mr. Poop took the task of searching her underpants drawer a couple dozen times just to make sure she wasn't hiding under a thong....after it was removed and...uhh...confinscated for further...uhhmm...inspection..."cuz you know, like in movies the villains always hide their loot in the underpants drawer!" concluded Mr. Poop thriumphantly.
It was then that Miss Cleah found them. Under the bed. Dozens of them. All shapes, sizes and colors. The TEDDIES! Yes, dear reader, shocking I know, but what Miss Cleah found under the bed was none other than a huge collection of teddy bears of all varieties and brands.
"So THIS is what Rough Ryder was keeping a secret from us!" Q-Tip remarked angrily...and to emphasize that, shot 2 laser beams out of each ear. One of them bounced off a particularly chubby yellow teddy bear that eerily resembled Whinnie the Pooh.
"But like, why would Rough Ryder steal teddy bears and like, store them under her bed?" questioned a very confused DumpGirl
"Well it could be that, since Rough Ryder is the reincarnation of Teddy Roosevelt and the teddy bear was made after him, mabye she feels some strange sort of attraction towards teddy bears" explained the Professor.
Just then, as she opened the door to leave the room and head towards her own, Joanna found a note on the floor. She quickly picked it up and read:
Hey Guys, I know you probably think I'm a creep for stealing Snuggles, the thing is, I can't control the urge to steal teddy bears once i see them! I think this is because Eric is controlling my mind...might be part B of his evil plot to take over the world for no reason. Anyway, while he was taking over my head he ordered me to meet him on planet XYZ so I've got to go now so...uh...come rescue me? Please? Oh and Playdoh, in case I get killed by Eric or get run over by a giant emu during my stay here...I just wanted you to know...I love you. Signed, Rough Ryder
Playdoh's cheecks blushed a very bright shade of red as DumpGirl indignantly muttered "how dare she! Playdoh's totally MY man!" She got even more frustrated when PlayDoh just stood there smiling idiotically to himself, starry-eyed.
"Sweetie, like, snap out of it! You know I'm the only girl for you!" spat DumpGirl
"Will you two please shut up!?" hissed Miss Cleah, then addressed the others "Tomorrow, first thing in the morning, we're taking the X-Spoon to Planet XYZ, but for now, everyone is going to bed, and no "but's"!"
So with that, everyone went to bed. This time for real.
_________________ TO BE CONTINUED...
Chapter 5:
At hearing the extremely high pitched scream, the X-Slumber Partiers (pun intended...haha) rushed over to the Professors room in a worried frenzy to find out what exactly was going on.
"Hey Professor X, why is your room so godammed big! I live in a cardboard box for heaven's sake!" said Q-Tip angrily (when is he NOT angry?) as he glanced around with envy.
"Professor, we heard a scream coming from your room, are you alright?" asked Joanna with a look of concern on her face
In response, the Professor, who had been having a nervous breakdown in the meantime, started crying and kicking his bed announcing that his most prized posession (no, not THAT you pervert!) had been stolen. Yes, dear readers, it was none other than his fat purple teddy bear, that had been calmly hanging from the ceiling just minutes ago!
"What am I going to do without my Snuggles!" the Professor cried like a little girl who's lollipop had just been taken away from her
"Like, don't worry Professor" said DumpGirl "Tomorrow morning, after a good night's sleep, we can like, head out with the X-Spoon and totally get your teddy back!"
"Thanks, DumpGirl" sniffed the Professor "I don't know what I would do without having you there for me during these hard times! (Um...not literally folks)
With that, the Professor and DumpGirl embraced lovingly as they cried on each others shoulder, patted each others back, and pulled out thir pink barbie lace handkerchiefs. They ended this by giving each other their "Best Friends Forever!" handshake.
"Thanks, DumpGirl, I feel much better now"
"Like, no problem, Professor!" she chimed, giving his hand a squeeze.
"Hey dudes, has anyone seen Rough Ryder?" questioned Mr. Poop. "She hasn't gone to the bathroom in an hour, and I'm starting to get lonely!"
At that, everyone noticed, that Rough Ryder, was, in fact, missing!
"Wow, it took you idiots long enough!" commented Kurt, who was waxing a kiwi nearby.
At hearing that Mr. Poop got tears in his eyes at the idea of being called stupid...ONCE AGAIN...and rushed to the nearest toilet for comfort....yes readers...how sad is that...Mr. Poop has finally hit rock bottom...if that was even possible
"Wally, how many times have I told you NOT to butt into the story!" yelled Gertrude, who was busy eating the very kiwi that Kurt had so skilfully waxed.
Sorry, all powerful and wonderful and amazing, and almighty author! Now, getting back to the story....so after everyone concluded that it was very coincidental that Rough Ryder AND the fat purple teddy a.k.a. "Snuggles" had both dissapeared in one night, they decided to search Rough Ryder's bedroom for evidence. Of course Mr. Poop took the task of searching her underpants drawer a couple dozen times just to make sure she wasn't hiding under a thong....after it was removed and...uhh...confinscated for further...uhhmm...inspection..."cuz you know, like in movies the villains always hide their loot in the underpants drawer!" concluded Mr. Poop thriumphantly.
It was then that Miss Cleah found them. Under the bed. Dozens of them. All shapes, sizes and colors. The TEDDIES! Yes, dear reader, shocking I know, but what Miss Cleah found under the bed was none other than a huge collection of teddy bears of all varieties and brands.
"So THIS is what Rough Ryder was keeping a secret from us!" Q-Tip remarked angrily...and to emphasize that, shot 2 laser beams out of each ear. One of them bounced off a particularly chubby yellow teddy bear that eerily resembled Whinnie the Pooh.
"But like, why would Rough Ryder steal teddy bears and like, store them under her bed?" questioned a very confused DumpGirl
"Well it could be that, since Rough Ryder is the reincarnation of Teddy Roosevelt and the teddy bear was made after him, mabye she feels some strange sort of attraction towards teddy bears" explained the Professor.
Just then, as she opened the door to leave the room and head towards her own, Joanna found a note on the floor. She quickly picked it up and read:
Hey Guys, I know you probably think I'm a creep for stealing Snuggles, the thing is, I can't control the urge to steal teddy bears once i see them! I think this is because Eric is controlling my mind...might be part B of his evil plot to take over the world for no reason. Anyway, while he was taking over my head he ordered me to meet him on planet XYZ so I've got to go now so...uh...come rescue me? Please? Oh and Playdoh, in case I get killed by Eric or get run over by a giant emu during my stay here...I just wanted you to know...I love you. Signed, Rough Ryder
Playdoh's cheecks blushed a very bright shade of red as DumpGirl indignantly muttered "how dare she! Playdoh's totally MY man!" She got even more frustrated when PlayDoh just stood there smiling idiotically to himself, starry-eyed.
"Sweetie, like, snap out of it! You know I'm the only girl for you!" spat DumpGirl
"Will you two please shut up!?" hissed Miss Cleah, then addressed the others "Tomorrow, first thing in the morning, we're taking the X-Spoon to Planet XYZ, but for now, everyone is going to bed, and no "but's"!"
So with that, everyone went to bed. This time for real.
_________________ TO BE CONTINUED...