Super Stoner
&
Bong Boy
Note: Neither the author nor the editor support drugs other than caffine, or medication.
"Dude, do you know what that means?" Nada asked the hippy.
"No..."
Nada twapts the hippy's head.
"Oh, man. This must be one of those 'Guy almost gets killed after recieving super-powers and then somehow ends up saving the world' kinda stories; This is beggining to sound a lot like a cross between Cheech and Chong & Senseless Man." Nada takes a breath. "I wonder what powers I have..." Nada thinks deeply.
"Maybe I'm stretchy." The hippy pulls on Nada's finger, which rips off. "Ouch! No stretchiness!"
"Dude, maybe you can fly." Offered the hippie.
"Whoa..." Nada climbs atop a convieniently placed ladder, jumps, and falls flat on the ground.
* * *
Much time had passed over Nada's painful thinking. "Maybe your power's weed smokin'." Said the hippy.
"Nah, that's what got me the powers. Maybe I have lazer eyes." Nada glares at people. Their heads blow up. "Maybe I control fire." Nada has a painful expression on his face whilst concentrating. All drugs in the hippy's pocket ignite.
"Holy crap!" The hippy said falling over.
"Yup." Said Nada. "Whoa, I have paper skin." Nada observed. He picks up his fallen finger, which is a perfect 'joint'. He notices a new finger has replaced the ripped one.
"Dude, can I have that?!"
Nada thwapts the hippy again.
"Is that a yes."
Nada sights, and gives the hippy his finger. Nada looks down at his wrist, which has a hole in it. "Whoa..."
Nada had just seen Spider-Man, so he tried the 2 fingers down thing that the wall-crawler did. Apparently it didn't work.
Nada tried several other hand gestures, and by the time he did the rudest of them all, a weed-spike shot from his arm.
Nada is henceforth to be known as 'Super-Stoner'.
"Crap." Said Super Stoner.
"What?" Asked the hippy.
"I don't have a stupid side-kick with no powers." Said SuperStoner, looking downcast.
"Well, I don't have tights, bnut I could be a side-kick." Offered the hippy.
"You need a dumb name." Said SuperStoner.
"Oh, well, just call me Bong-Boy."
And that is how the epic duo was formed.
&
Bong Boy
Note: Neither the author nor the editor support drugs other than caffine, or medication.
"Dude, do you know what that means?" Nada asked the hippy.
"No..."
Nada twapts the hippy's head.
"Oh, man. This must be one of those 'Guy almost gets killed after recieving super-powers and then somehow ends up saving the world' kinda stories; This is beggining to sound a lot like a cross between Cheech and Chong & Senseless Man." Nada takes a breath. "I wonder what powers I have..." Nada thinks deeply.
"Maybe I'm stretchy." The hippy pulls on Nada's finger, which rips off. "Ouch! No stretchiness!"
"Dude, maybe you can fly." Offered the hippie.
"Whoa..." Nada climbs atop a convieniently placed ladder, jumps, and falls flat on the ground.
* * *
Much time had passed over Nada's painful thinking. "Maybe your power's weed smokin'." Said the hippy.
"Nah, that's what got me the powers. Maybe I have lazer eyes." Nada glares at people. Their heads blow up. "Maybe I control fire." Nada has a painful expression on his face whilst concentrating. All drugs in the hippy's pocket ignite.
"Holy crap!" The hippy said falling over.
"Yup." Said Nada. "Whoa, I have paper skin." Nada observed. He picks up his fallen finger, which is a perfect 'joint'. He notices a new finger has replaced the ripped one.
"Dude, can I have that?!"
Nada thwapts the hippy again.
"Is that a yes."
Nada sights, and gives the hippy his finger. Nada looks down at his wrist, which has a hole in it. "Whoa..."
Nada had just seen Spider-Man, so he tried the 2 fingers down thing that the wall-crawler did. Apparently it didn't work.
Nada tried several other hand gestures, and by the time he did the rudest of them all, a weed-spike shot from his arm.
Nada is henceforth to be known as 'Super-Stoner'.
"Crap." Said Super Stoner.
"What?" Asked the hippy.
"I don't have a stupid side-kick with no powers." Said SuperStoner, looking downcast.
"Well, I don't have tights, bnut I could be a side-kick." Offered the hippy.
"You need a dumb name." Said SuperStoner.
"Oh, well, just call me Bong-Boy."
And that is how the epic duo was formed.