; The urge sprang up again. o.O; I wonder if it's a viral urge...
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Now, Dib had been called a little boy before, but never thought anything of it. He was pretty young, so it was expected. But, now, he was LITERALLY a little boy. Perhaps if he was just a child, he wouldn't have had that many problems. At least then, people would notice him and attempt to find his parents (that'd be pretty annoying, though, since he father most definitely wasn't there). But, to live as a plushie was a new experience. A new, terrifying one.
He spent nearly ten minutes dodging feet and pulling himself to his feet again and again whenever he lost his balance and topped over onto his back. Aaaugh, my heart's gonna burst, he thought to himself pressing his back against a potted plant near a few benches and, aftering thinking over the sentence, freezing instantly. Wait...I...I can't feel my heartbeat...
His plastic eyes would have twitched if they could have. I'm a plushie so...I...OH GAWD, MY HEART'S GONE!
With a whimper, he slid down to the ground, sitting there and staring into the space ahead of himself. He didn't have a heart. He was dead...No...just an animated object.
But, without a heart, he had no life, and without life...
Within ten minutes, he'd managed to push the 'dead' thing to the back of his mind and concoct a plan. So, he gathered his thoughts and spazziness and set out to find Satan again. Now that he'd had some practice at it, schlepping around people and their horrible walking habits was a little easier. And, he managed to find a way to keep his head balanced as he ran: hold it up with his hands.
He ran into a Claire's shop to search around. If Lucifer liked Polly Pocket, who knows...he might like hairbows as well. His run slowed to a faint jog. Dib was just about to commend himself when, with a squeak, he ran into the back of some poor person's legs.
"Aaaugh! What's th--" the boy stammered, falling onto his back again and staring upwards.
There was a tall guy there, wearing a pair of dark sunglasses. His hair was spiked up and dyed an odd shade of purple-ish red, and he was wearing quite possibly one of the coolest trench coats ever. The fact that a guy like him was in a store like that wasn't what creeped him out. It was because he was picking up Hello Kitty items and lighting them on fire, one by one.
"Eh? What's this?" The man murmured, bending down and giving Dib a good once over. Immediately, he screamed and ran off, ranting about how anime fangirls had gotten to his brain child.
Dib stared at the spot where he was, then managed to shake his head. "That guy's crazy...Oh well."
Again, he scrambled to his feet and gave the store a thorough checking. But, Lucifer wasn't there. So, he set out to find another store. He went to Spencer's, then 5-7-9, then JC Penny. He even went to the Auto store, whose name no one ever knows. But, no Lucifer.
"This is horrible...I just can't stay like this! I miss my normal body!"
"And your big head." murmured someone behind him.
"MY HEAD'S NOT BIG! And this ISN'T the time for poking fun! This is the time to PLAN and TAKE ACTION!" he squealed, turning around and staring up at the larger figure. Aaah, thank goodness for sisters. At the moment, she was busy sucking the blood-tinted goodness from a slushie.
"What did I say about embarrassing me. Do you know how...annoying..."she began, clenching her free fist and leaning down to glare at him better,"...it is...to have already have such a disaster as a bigger brother?"
"GAZ! I ALMOST FORGOT YOU WERE HEEERE!"
"...and now...to have you, this...'cute'...and...'cuddly'...mass of felt..." Gaz continued, uttering the two words with great strain. "Wait a second...you forgot I was here?"
"Well, you -were- gone a long time, and I've been FIGHTING TO SAVE THE WORLD FROM THE DEVIL! He did this to me! Just imagine what he'll do to innocent people! Oooh, but I won't let him...I WON'T LET THE WORLD DOOOOOOOOWN!!" Dib exclaimed, waving his arms in the air and falling over again. A second later, he was covered with slushie. "AAAUGH! GAAAZ!"
She growled, grabbing him by his head and storming off towards the center of the mall again. "Okay...That's it. I'm not going to spend the rest of this frickin' day listening to that. YOU'RE going to shut up, and I'M going to fix this..."
"But, Gaz--"
"If you don't shut your trap...I'm going to pull your stitches out and toss you to a dog."
"OKAY!"
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; I don't think I have Gaz down very well. o.O;; I haven't seen this show in, like...eternity. And, especially not anything with Gaz in it.
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Now, Dib had been called a little boy before, but never thought anything of it. He was pretty young, so it was expected. But, now, he was LITERALLY a little boy. Perhaps if he was just a child, he wouldn't have had that many problems. At least then, people would notice him and attempt to find his parents (that'd be pretty annoying, though, since he father most definitely wasn't there). But, to live as a plushie was a new experience. A new, terrifying one.
He spent nearly ten minutes dodging feet and pulling himself to his feet again and again whenever he lost his balance and topped over onto his back. Aaaugh, my heart's gonna burst, he thought to himself pressing his back against a potted plant near a few benches and, aftering thinking over the sentence, freezing instantly. Wait...I...I can't feel my heartbeat...
His plastic eyes would have twitched if they could have. I'm a plushie so...I...OH GAWD, MY HEART'S GONE!
With a whimper, he slid down to the ground, sitting there and staring into the space ahead of himself. He didn't have a heart. He was dead...No...just an animated object.
But, without a heart, he had no life, and without life...
Within ten minutes, he'd managed to push the 'dead' thing to the back of his mind and concoct a plan. So, he gathered his thoughts and spazziness and set out to find Satan again. Now that he'd had some practice at it, schlepping around people and their horrible walking habits was a little easier. And, he managed to find a way to keep his head balanced as he ran: hold it up with his hands.
He ran into a Claire's shop to search around. If Lucifer liked Polly Pocket, who knows...he might like hairbows as well. His run slowed to a faint jog. Dib was just about to commend himself when, with a squeak, he ran into the back of some poor person's legs.
"Aaaugh! What's th--" the boy stammered, falling onto his back again and staring upwards.
There was a tall guy there, wearing a pair of dark sunglasses. His hair was spiked up and dyed an odd shade of purple-ish red, and he was wearing quite possibly one of the coolest trench coats ever. The fact that a guy like him was in a store like that wasn't what creeped him out. It was because he was picking up Hello Kitty items and lighting them on fire, one by one.
"Eh? What's this?" The man murmured, bending down and giving Dib a good once over. Immediately, he screamed and ran off, ranting about how anime fangirls had gotten to his brain child.
Dib stared at the spot where he was, then managed to shake his head. "That guy's crazy...Oh well."
Again, he scrambled to his feet and gave the store a thorough checking. But, Lucifer wasn't there. So, he set out to find another store. He went to Spencer's, then 5-7-9, then JC Penny. He even went to the Auto store, whose name no one ever knows. But, no Lucifer.
"This is horrible...I just can't stay like this! I miss my normal body!"
"And your big head." murmured someone behind him.
"MY HEAD'S NOT BIG! And this ISN'T the time for poking fun! This is the time to PLAN and TAKE ACTION!" he squealed, turning around and staring up at the larger figure. Aaah, thank goodness for sisters. At the moment, she was busy sucking the blood-tinted goodness from a slushie.
"What did I say about embarrassing me. Do you know how...annoying..."she began, clenching her free fist and leaning down to glare at him better,"...it is...to have already have such a disaster as a bigger brother?"
"GAZ! I ALMOST FORGOT YOU WERE HEEERE!"
"...and now...to have you, this...'cute'...and...'cuddly'...mass of felt..." Gaz continued, uttering the two words with great strain. "Wait a second...you forgot I was here?"
"Well, you -were- gone a long time, and I've been FIGHTING TO SAVE THE WORLD FROM THE DEVIL! He did this to me! Just imagine what he'll do to innocent people! Oooh, but I won't let him...I WON'T LET THE WORLD DOOOOOOOOWN!!" Dib exclaimed, waving his arms in the air and falling over again. A second later, he was covered with slushie. "AAAUGH! GAAAZ!"
She growled, grabbing him by his head and storming off towards the center of the mall again. "Okay...That's it. I'm not going to spend the rest of this frickin' day listening to that. YOU'RE going to shut up, and I'M going to fix this..."
"But, Gaz--"
"If you don't shut your trap...I'm going to pull your stitches out and toss you to a dog."
"OKAY!"
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; I don't think I have Gaz down very well. o.O;; I haven't seen this show in, like...eternity. And, especially not anything with Gaz in it.