ITS LUCKY NUMBER 11!! EVERYBODY CELEBRATE!! ::crickets chirp. A tumbleweed rolls by:: Wow, and there isn't even any wind…. Anyway, I'd like to take this time to thank fans who have ridden this puppy—
Chaos: It's a story, not a puppy.
—they know that Chaos, its just an expression! Jeebus….as I was saying, fans who have ridden this story ::glare at Chaos:: all the way through, like Usagi(). You've waited for it, you've longed for it, flamers have hoped it would never come, (but who cares about them? ::cough::Kian::cough:: ) and now here it is, CHAPTER 11!! ::techno rave-type music plays:: SOMEBODY SCREEEEEEEEEEAM!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King, 4Kids, or any other copyrighted fluff-balls.
Ch. 11—the face—and body—of Bob!! And maybe some dubbie/original brawling.
Where the story last left off due to the lethargy and depression of the authoress, Bob was still cursing out the members of Shaman King for—say what? You mean he's gotten past the cursing? Well, he shouldn't be too far past that, I should know. I wrote this. With my own fingers, even. Aaaanyway….lets just get on with this.
Bob sobs over a plate of blubber nuggets, "I canNOT believe you destroyed my whales! They were IMPORTED!! From the subarctic barren seas of the Galapagos!" (any nit-picking flamers gonna bitch to me about how "Ohhh, that's not where blue whales are from you amateur!" or that "the Galapagos isn't subarctic, stupid!" ?? Huh? WELL?!)
Manta fidgets, "Um…blue whales aren't from the—(DAMMIT!)—I-I-I mean…..ohhh never mind…."
Yoh is still in his heroic mode, "So what are you gonna do to us now? Huh? Huh? Huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh?? I bet you don't have anything. I bet you're all out of ideas, smart guy. I bet you—"
"Oh will you shut UP?!" Bob folds his arms in irritation. "For your information, he who rains on parades, I still have one more trick up my sleeve. CUE THE FLOODLIGHTS!!"
"Flood whats??"
Quite suddenly, stadium-ish lights in the ceiling snap on, flooding the warehouse/cavern-type evil lair with light. Hence "floodlights".
One by one, each member of the Shaman King party, human, ghost, and squirrel alike—what, you mean there weren't any squirrels?? Rrrgh you critics and your details….ok, ok, everyone except the hippie (remember him? Still teaching love to the goon duo.) stare in horrific awe up at Bob.
"I am in horrific awe…." Ryu whispers.
"It reminds me of something Amidamaru once coughed up…."
"Hey, I only licked myself once and that was because hair gel just doesn't work on spectral beings!" Amida-kun pouts.
"He's a…"
"a…."
"a…."
"a…."
"A GIANT RAT, ARE YOU FREAKING HAPPY?!" bellows Bob, the giant white lab rat/man creature thing monster beast nightmare—"THEY GET THE IDEA!!"—sheesh, touché much?
"Are we freaking happy?" Ren raises an eyebrow. "No…no not really."
"I WAS BEING SARCASTIC!!"
Manta stays silent for a moment, then steps forward, a fleck of pity in his huge, bulbous eyes. Or is that just a piece of crust? Nope, I'm gonna go with pity. "Hey Bob…..how did this happen to you?"
Bob jerks back in surprise, eyes darting back and forth "I um….was born like this?"
"Oh come on," Horo Horo wags a playful finger at the Master of Evil, "you know nothing can be born THAT hideous."
"Y-yeah you're right…" he sniffles, "Ok, ok, it was a freak lab accident!"
"Isn't it always?"
"Yeah, they should really put warning labels on plutonium isotopes…."
"You mean they don't?"
"Either that or the fact that I can't read…."
Suddenly the sky (ok, the ceiling since they were inside) opens up, the heavens sing and a Hooked on Phonics drops into Bob's lap. "Hallelujah!!"
It was around this time that a bunch of Atheists, Satanists, and Christians who break out in a rash every time someone doesn't take their religion seriously (and I mean Amish-seriously—by the way, no offense to them either.) break down my door and shove an axe through my computer. So I say now, no offense was used in the making of this chapter.
Chaos: How would the Amish find out if you made fun of Christian religion anyway? They think electricity is evil.
Hmm, good point. But its better to be safe…..so its all good my homeslices! Word!
Chaos: You probably just insulted the African Americans now…..
Um….sorry!! And now back to the fic!! ::runs away, then turns around and runs back:: No offense to people who can't read either.
Chaos: ::slaps a hand on her forehead:: They CAN'T READ!!
……………………so?
Chaos: ::harsh sigh:: How will they find out, numskull?!
…………………………………………..Someone could tell them. u_u ::sticks out tongue.
Chaos: I give up. ::walks off::
Ok, now back to the fic REALLY this time! Really really really.
Yoh blinks. "What were we doing again??"
Ryu scratches his head, "It was something important, I'm sure of it."
"Will you two pipe down, I'm gonna play my new game now and learn to read!" ^_^
"But weren't you gonna try to kill us again mister Bob sir?" Manta blurts before anyone can stop him.
o "MANTA YOU IDIOT!!" Anna, of course.
"Oh but thank you for reminding me! Education can wait then, I'll annihilate you THEN learn to read! SO SAYS BOB!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!" ^O^
"With what army?" Yoh raises an eyebrow.
"WITH THE ARMY OF TRUTH, JUSTICE AND GOOD HYGIENE!"
"Buuuuuuut you're evil."
"Oh yeah, I was wondering how that was supposed to work…."
"And you have the worst hygiene I've ever seen—even for a rat."
"D'OH!! Ok ok, so it WON'T be with honesty, fairness, and shiny teeth….but I still have a plan. A quite eeeevil plan….." _ _ "WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" ^O^
"And that is?"
"Quite simply….A DUEL TO THE FRICKIN' DEATH!! You pathetic wussies versus my SUPREME DUBBIES OF AWESOME POWER!!"
"….that no one likes."
"Well theres that….NO!! You can't talk me out of this one! (Yoh: Darnit….) Release the DUBBIES!!" He jams his bitty rodent finger onto a large red button (cos aren't evil lairs just full of 'em?) and a signal rings out, calling forth them….
Yoh's pupils contract in fear, "I hear them…..thundering…..rumbling…..churning….."
Horo Horo sweatdrops, "That was my stomach…."
"Oh."
Yeah, I know that's a sucky ending for a chapter….but hey at least its finally done! Anyway, sorry for the delay, I've just been horrendously depressed. But inspiredness flowed through me tonight, enough so that I could finish the long-awaited chappie! Read and review! And unless you want me to be depressed again, please don't flame. I love you all! Bye! ^___^
