I don't own anyone except for Meou and Syko. I own Syko now...-cough- Yeah...um...R and Baka are not mine...kinda...oh well...
-sigh- I have no idea when the last time I updated was, but it's not like anyone was waiting for this chapter anyway! Bah...I feel so loved. And I am not King Crap anymore...Fifi-chan is King Crap..I was demoted to Prince Crap...
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~The Creepy Insane Story~Chapter 5~ A Hotdog War and Tire Tracks
The Kite midgets danced around like little midget morons as Baka and Syko hummed a random tune. It was something along the lines of, 'Goodbye Vegeta', a really retarded song that Meou and Syko thought of at camp.
Thomas was in the front seat, whining about R being able to read the map when he can't. "But I'm a GF member! Why can't I read it?" He coughed.
"Maybe it's because you're blonde, and R is not?" Meou piped up. R proudly ran her fingers through her dark brown hair. Thomas growled.
Syko jumped up into the front seat, almost sitting on R, who was still admiring her not-blonde hair. R squealed like a hamster being stepped on by someone with baseball cleats on. ((Don't ask...^^;)) A hotdog suddenly appeared in Syko's hand. "Bad Thomas!" She beat him on the head with it. Thomas yelled and almost drove the van off the road into a gutter. Syko laughed and beat him again.
"No, the first time I was startled..." Thomas blushed slightly.
"Hotdog war!!!" Shouted Meou from the back of the van. She started pelting Syko with hotdogs, which kept randomly appearing in the van. They had to eat all the other hotdogs so they would have room for some of the midgets. The Kite midgets grabbed some of the random hotdogs and bit into them, shaping them into swords. They charged at Syko, who was still getting barraged with hotdogs from Meou.
"Ow! Those hotdogs hurt!" Syko yelled. Thomas's face had turned an odd shade of red, and he suddenly slammed on the brakes, but it was too late. The van jerked forward, and went over a speed bump sort of thing.
"What the...?" Thomas threw open the driver door and jumped out of the van. He checked under the van, but there was nothing, or no one there.
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Meanwhile, Bear and Shikyo were trying to open the back of the van. Well, Shikyo was, Bear was about as useless as a flea, for he had not gotten his cigarette yet. He had also been the one chosen to get ran over, so he was in pretty bad shape.
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In the van, the Chans were watching Thomas curiously. "What's he doing?" Meou asked.
"I dunno..." R replied. She opened the passenger door and walked around the front of the van, where Thomas was investigating the van. "Whatcha doin' Thomas?" She asked.
Thomas stood up straight and scratched his head. "Looking for what we ran over..." He checked under the van one more time. "Nothing..."
R frowned. "That was us running over something?" She paused, then coughed. "I thought it was a result of the hotdog war..."
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Bear walked back and forth impatiently. He still wanted a cigarette, and now he was getting annoyed. "I want my cigarette..." He said in a disgruntled voice. Shikyo laughed.
"You sound like one of those midgets from South Park..." He beat on the door, and it swung open...the opposite of the direction he was pushing. It hit him upside the head, and he fell to the ground, out like a light.
The Chans looked at Bear and Shikyo curiously.
"I thought they were dead..." Baka said. Baka had been sitting in the corner of the van, quietly obsessing over her bishies.
"Naw, they were just thrown out of the van..." Syko said.
"Wa! Lookit Bear!" Meou giggled. She pointed at him. It was very odd. Bear stood there, his eyes slightly red, and a big tire mark across his stomach. He looked like he was about to kill someone...or smoke them, one or the other. Maybe he was going to kill them, then smoke them. Who knows? ((-cough-))
Shikyo lay on the ground. There was a bump on his head where the van door hit him. He was still out, and he didn't look like he was breathing.
"Thomas!" Meou yelled. "I know what you ran over!" Thomas ran around to the back of the van. He sweat dropped.
Bear's eyes widened at Thomas. He just now noticed the Beek thing that he had attached to the side of his face. It reminded him, very vaguely, of a cigarette. Thomas stepped back.
There was a shout from Meou. She popped up out of the van. Somehow, in the short time that this had taken place, she had developed a hotdog gun.
She aimed at Bear. She cackled stupidly, then fired. A hotdog shot out of the gun and hit Bear right between the eyes. He keeled over, then fell to the ground.
Meou cackled again. "I win! HA!"
There was a loud 'POP!' noise from the front of the van. They all ran to the source of the noise.
There, crouching on the hood, was Raven. He had a bow in his right hand, and a nerf arrow in the left.
"Ummm..." Thomas looked puzzled. "What are you doing here? I thought you were still stuck in the hotel toilet..."
Reece poofed onto the hood next to him. "We got him out..." She grinned. Raven scowled.
"We're here to take over the Oscar Mayer Weiner van...got it?" He coughed, then fell over. "Eeee..."
Thomas raised a brow. "No."
Meou meowed. "But why not, Thomas?"
"Because I said so..." Thomas raised his foot, then stomped it on the ground, to show that it was very unlikely that he would change his mind. Raven stood up and glared at Thomas. Thomas made an 'eep!' noise.
"Okay, he can stay..." Thomas winced at his decision. Reece coughed. "You can't stay because you're creepy..." Reece glared at him.
"Oh, boo hoo, you'll have to deal with my creepiness." She jumped off the hood and jumped in the van. Raven hopped into the front seat.
Thomas was about to protest, then his eyes lit up. "Aw, darn..." He snapped his fingers, making his disappointment look incredibly fake.
Raven raised a brow, then leaned over to Reece. "Do you have any idea how this thing works?" He pointed at the controls of the van. They were nothing like the controls of a Zoid.
But a lawnmower comes pretty close. The authoress has a cool lawnmower...
Reece laughed quietly. "I think you push the pedal thingie and steer with that thingie..." She points to the steering wheel.
"Oh...ok..." Raven pushed the pedal, and nothing happened. "What the..."
Reece coughed and turned the key. The engine sprung to life. "Now push it..."
Raven stepped on the pedal, and the Weiner van zoomed down the road.
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Baa...Review, please, if you've even read this far. I'll try to update sooner, just for those (prob'ly few) people who are actually reading my story! Maybe I'll start on another story, just for the heck of it. Maybe...a pretty Kingdom Hearts fic! Eh...whatever...
-sigh- I have no idea when the last time I updated was, but it's not like anyone was waiting for this chapter anyway! Bah...I feel so loved. And I am not King Crap anymore...Fifi-chan is King Crap..I was demoted to Prince Crap...
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~The Creepy Insane Story~Chapter 5~ A Hotdog War and Tire Tracks
The Kite midgets danced around like little midget morons as Baka and Syko hummed a random tune. It was something along the lines of, 'Goodbye Vegeta', a really retarded song that Meou and Syko thought of at camp.
Thomas was in the front seat, whining about R being able to read the map when he can't. "But I'm a GF member! Why can't I read it?" He coughed.
"Maybe it's because you're blonde, and R is not?" Meou piped up. R proudly ran her fingers through her dark brown hair. Thomas growled.
Syko jumped up into the front seat, almost sitting on R, who was still admiring her not-blonde hair. R squealed like a hamster being stepped on by someone with baseball cleats on. ((Don't ask...^^;)) A hotdog suddenly appeared in Syko's hand. "Bad Thomas!" She beat him on the head with it. Thomas yelled and almost drove the van off the road into a gutter. Syko laughed and beat him again.
"No, the first time I was startled..." Thomas blushed slightly.
"Hotdog war!!!" Shouted Meou from the back of the van. She started pelting Syko with hotdogs, which kept randomly appearing in the van. They had to eat all the other hotdogs so they would have room for some of the midgets. The Kite midgets grabbed some of the random hotdogs and bit into them, shaping them into swords. They charged at Syko, who was still getting barraged with hotdogs from Meou.
"Ow! Those hotdogs hurt!" Syko yelled. Thomas's face had turned an odd shade of red, and he suddenly slammed on the brakes, but it was too late. The van jerked forward, and went over a speed bump sort of thing.
"What the...?" Thomas threw open the driver door and jumped out of the van. He checked under the van, but there was nothing, or no one there.
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Meanwhile, Bear and Shikyo were trying to open the back of the van. Well, Shikyo was, Bear was about as useless as a flea, for he had not gotten his cigarette yet. He had also been the one chosen to get ran over, so he was in pretty bad shape.
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In the van, the Chans were watching Thomas curiously. "What's he doing?" Meou asked.
"I dunno..." R replied. She opened the passenger door and walked around the front of the van, where Thomas was investigating the van. "Whatcha doin' Thomas?" She asked.
Thomas stood up straight and scratched his head. "Looking for what we ran over..." He checked under the van one more time. "Nothing..."
R frowned. "That was us running over something?" She paused, then coughed. "I thought it was a result of the hotdog war..."
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Bear walked back and forth impatiently. He still wanted a cigarette, and now he was getting annoyed. "I want my cigarette..." He said in a disgruntled voice. Shikyo laughed.
"You sound like one of those midgets from South Park..." He beat on the door, and it swung open...the opposite of the direction he was pushing. It hit him upside the head, and he fell to the ground, out like a light.
The Chans looked at Bear and Shikyo curiously.
"I thought they were dead..." Baka said. Baka had been sitting in the corner of the van, quietly obsessing over her bishies.
"Naw, they were just thrown out of the van..." Syko said.
"Wa! Lookit Bear!" Meou giggled. She pointed at him. It was very odd. Bear stood there, his eyes slightly red, and a big tire mark across his stomach. He looked like he was about to kill someone...or smoke them, one or the other. Maybe he was going to kill them, then smoke them. Who knows? ((-cough-))
Shikyo lay on the ground. There was a bump on his head where the van door hit him. He was still out, and he didn't look like he was breathing.
"Thomas!" Meou yelled. "I know what you ran over!" Thomas ran around to the back of the van. He sweat dropped.
Bear's eyes widened at Thomas. He just now noticed the Beek thing that he had attached to the side of his face. It reminded him, very vaguely, of a cigarette. Thomas stepped back.
There was a shout from Meou. She popped up out of the van. Somehow, in the short time that this had taken place, she had developed a hotdog gun.
She aimed at Bear. She cackled stupidly, then fired. A hotdog shot out of the gun and hit Bear right between the eyes. He keeled over, then fell to the ground.
Meou cackled again. "I win! HA!"
There was a loud 'POP!' noise from the front of the van. They all ran to the source of the noise.
There, crouching on the hood, was Raven. He had a bow in his right hand, and a nerf arrow in the left.
"Ummm..." Thomas looked puzzled. "What are you doing here? I thought you were still stuck in the hotel toilet..."
Reece poofed onto the hood next to him. "We got him out..." She grinned. Raven scowled.
"We're here to take over the Oscar Mayer Weiner van...got it?" He coughed, then fell over. "Eeee..."
Thomas raised a brow. "No."
Meou meowed. "But why not, Thomas?"
"Because I said so..." Thomas raised his foot, then stomped it on the ground, to show that it was very unlikely that he would change his mind. Raven stood up and glared at Thomas. Thomas made an 'eep!' noise.
"Okay, he can stay..." Thomas winced at his decision. Reece coughed. "You can't stay because you're creepy..." Reece glared at him.
"Oh, boo hoo, you'll have to deal with my creepiness." She jumped off the hood and jumped in the van. Raven hopped into the front seat.
Thomas was about to protest, then his eyes lit up. "Aw, darn..." He snapped his fingers, making his disappointment look incredibly fake.
Raven raised a brow, then leaned over to Reece. "Do you have any idea how this thing works?" He pointed at the controls of the van. They were nothing like the controls of a Zoid.
But a lawnmower comes pretty close. The authoress has a cool lawnmower...
Reece laughed quietly. "I think you push the pedal thingie and steer with that thingie..." She points to the steering wheel.
"Oh...ok..." Raven pushed the pedal, and nothing happened. "What the..."
Reece coughed and turned the key. The engine sprung to life. "Now push it..."
Raven stepped on the pedal, and the Weiner van zoomed down the road.
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Baa...Review, please, if you've even read this far. I'll try to update sooner, just for those (prob'ly few) people who are actually reading my story! Maybe I'll start on another story, just for the heck of it. Maybe...a pretty Kingdom Hearts fic! Eh...whatever...