ATTACK OF THE KILLER SHRIMP OF DOOM!
By: Akiko
Chapter 5: A Twist in the Plot
When Picard woke up, it was to see a rather large shrimp over him.
"GAAAAH!" he was about to faint again, when a large amount of fire incinerated the shrimp.
"Well, I know what WE'RE having for dinner tonight," Garet muttered.
Picard whimpered, and sat up. Apparently that had been the last shrimp, as the others had been dispatched of. Sheba was being healed by Mia, but other than that everyone seemed to be fine.
"That was a close call!" Felix sat down next to him. "Whatcha think, Lemurian boy?"
Picard glared at him and thought about saying something along the lines of being a lot older than him, but was silenced when Isaac stood up and sheathed his sword, very dramatic like, forgetting to clean the shrimp...stuff...from the blade. "Well, another battle won." "This is too easy," Jenna groaned, swiping her staff through the air. "You'd think that-"
Something pulled itself over the rail and fell onto the deck.
"No! Not more!" Picard shrieked.
"You twit!" Jenna smacked him with her staff. "Do any shrimp you know have lots of blue hair?"
The blue-haired head in question looked up.
"See?!" Jenna fixed him with a glare that had made braver men than Picard gibber in fear. "It's only Alex!"
"ALEX?!" Mia jumped to her feet, a look of fury on her face that would make even braver men wet themselves. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
"And here I was hoping he had died..." Garet sighed. "He always did creep me out."
"Me too," Sheba shivered.
"I'm right here," Alex glared at Garet.
"Yeah, we noticed," Garet nodded.
"What are you doing here?!" Isaac drew his sword, with a bit of difficulty since the shrimp stuff covering the blade had begun to harden inside the sheath. He pointed his messy blade at Alex's throat. "Answer me, you...you..."
No insult that held enough venom yet contained no words that Felix used on a regular basis seemed to come to Isaac. Alex, however, ignored his blade and stood up, looking a little bit worse for the wear.
"I was hoping I would find you," he regarded them all with ice-cold eyes. "I see you've been attacked by the killer shrimp of doom."
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Alright, you asked questions, I have answers.
DjinnXpert: A Clydesdale is a really big horse. A really cool horse. I always wanted one so I could ride it down the halls of my highschool.
Uniswift: Unfortunately I only write this fic on short bursts of inspiration. VERY short bursts of inspiration. And anyway, there IS such a thing as "too much of a good thing."
Well, the next chapter will come eventually! Thank you for reviewing, oh wonderous reveiwing people!
By: Akiko
Chapter 5: A Twist in the Plot
When Picard woke up, it was to see a rather large shrimp over him.
"GAAAAH!" he was about to faint again, when a large amount of fire incinerated the shrimp.
"Well, I know what WE'RE having for dinner tonight," Garet muttered.
Picard whimpered, and sat up. Apparently that had been the last shrimp, as the others had been dispatched of. Sheba was being healed by Mia, but other than that everyone seemed to be fine.
"That was a close call!" Felix sat down next to him. "Whatcha think, Lemurian boy?"
Picard glared at him and thought about saying something along the lines of being a lot older than him, but was silenced when Isaac stood up and sheathed his sword, very dramatic like, forgetting to clean the shrimp...stuff...from the blade. "Well, another battle won." "This is too easy," Jenna groaned, swiping her staff through the air. "You'd think that-"
Something pulled itself over the rail and fell onto the deck.
"No! Not more!" Picard shrieked.
"You twit!" Jenna smacked him with her staff. "Do any shrimp you know have lots of blue hair?"
The blue-haired head in question looked up.
"See?!" Jenna fixed him with a glare that had made braver men than Picard gibber in fear. "It's only Alex!"
"ALEX?!" Mia jumped to her feet, a look of fury on her face that would make even braver men wet themselves. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
"And here I was hoping he had died..." Garet sighed. "He always did creep me out."
"Me too," Sheba shivered.
"I'm right here," Alex glared at Garet.
"Yeah, we noticed," Garet nodded.
"What are you doing here?!" Isaac drew his sword, with a bit of difficulty since the shrimp stuff covering the blade had begun to harden inside the sheath. He pointed his messy blade at Alex's throat. "Answer me, you...you..."
No insult that held enough venom yet contained no words that Felix used on a regular basis seemed to come to Isaac. Alex, however, ignored his blade and stood up, looking a little bit worse for the wear.
"I was hoping I would find you," he regarded them all with ice-cold eyes. "I see you've been attacked by the killer shrimp of doom."
****
Alright, you asked questions, I have answers.
DjinnXpert: A Clydesdale is a really big horse. A really cool horse. I always wanted one so I could ride it down the halls of my highschool.
Uniswift: Unfortunately I only write this fic on short bursts of inspiration. VERY short bursts of inspiration. And anyway, there IS such a thing as "too much of a good thing."
Well, the next chapter will come eventually! Thank you for reviewing, oh wonderous reveiwing people!
