Adorable You
Ch.11-That Doesn't Make Sense!
Flappy's POV
"Ow...I feel like I've been hit by a truck." I groan as I sit up. Someone slapped me on the back, causing to wince in pain even more.
"About time you woke up, sleeping beauty." Timmy grinned at me.
"Eh? Turner? What are you doing here?" I asked. He stared at me with a flat expression.
"Um, I live here. You're in my bedroom." I looked around.
"Wow, Charmy's right...you seriously need an interior decorator." I said before I got up.
"OH MY GODS, HE'S BACK FROM THE DEAD! ZOMBIE!" I wince at the really loud voice as I saw two more floating rich people, one with green hair crouching behind a swirly pink-haired one.
"Uh, he wasn't dead in the first place." She said before I got smacked repeatedly with a rubber chicken. Sanderson pried the psychotic green-haired guy away from me and smacked him upside the head.
"Cosmo you idiot, you're supposed to use a frying pan! Like so!" He then somehow made a frying pan out of nowhere, and started hitting me with it.
"Die, Flappy Bob, die! Never again will you bother us with your creepy clown antics!" I let out a yell of pain and grabbed the pan away from Sanderson.
"What is your problem!" I yelled as I threw it to the side and accidentally hit Charmy with it. She gave me the coldest glare as she took out a mirror and looked at the bruise on her forehead. What? She looks great with it...in my opinion, that is.
"He's talking, Wanda!" Cosmo screeched. The one named Wanda looked at her significant other and shook her head.
"...Cosmo, when will there ever be a time where you're not turning all situations into the Three Stooges?" She asked. He shrugged.
"I don't know...I don't even know who the Three Stooges are!" He said, crossing his arms.
"No wonder we dislike fairies...you all make absolutely no sense." HP said. ...Fairies? I got a confused look on my face as everyone tackled him to the ground and started strangling him.
"IDIOT!" They all hissed, gagging him with his own tie. I scratched my head.
"Fairies? Oh come on...they don't even exist!" I chuckled.
"Even if they did exist...they'd most likely be in disguise or too smart to be seen." I added as I sat in a chair. Charmy glanced nervously at her parents.
"Er...ah...sure...we'll go with that!" She said, with everyone else agreeing. An arkward silence fell in the room, and I for one...was getting quite nervous. A clown in a room full of rich, floating people and a pink-hatted kid can do that to you. It's like...high society, you know?
"Mmmfh! MFFH!" A gagged HP and tied HP was lying on the floor, his yells muffled by his tie while Sanderson pointed and laughed like some crazy loon. I sat in Timmy's desk chair for a few seconds before my 'this is getting boring' sense popped up.
"BORINGGGGGGGGGGG. I want to go to Vegas now." I announced, geting up.
"...But you guys just got here." Wanda said.
"We make absloutely no sense at all...which kind of makes sense." Cosmo piped up. We all stared at him like he was an idiot. Which I had a feeling he was because I kept hearing crickets from out of nowhere.
"I know...but we had take a detour to hide from the fuzz." Sanderson said, glaring at Charmy.
"She was recklessly driving...and I had to take over." That was true, except that he drove as recklessly as she did. MELON CART! ...Geez, that was random.
"So you're on the run from the police? COOL! I wanna go with them now!" Timmy said happily. The pink-haired woman sighed.
"Are you sure? They might think we're in cahoots with them."
"Anything's more exciting than studying." Timmy answered. At that point, 'NOT-STUDY GAME' popped into my head. Odd...I used to play that when I was a kid. That is, when the cone domes weren't around.
"Yay! We've got ourselves a full house! Pile in!" Charmy opened the door and ushered us all in.
"EW! Who didn't wash their armpits today?"Sanderson asked, wrinkling his nose as he got in the front seat.
"Your mom." Cosmo answered slyly. Sanderson glanced at him as he started the car.
"Heh...at least I don't have a fat mom."
"She's not fat! She's big-bon...aw hell you're right...she is fat." Cosmo sighed.
"Right...Yo' mama is so fat she has three shirt sizes, jumbo, humongus, and "OH MY GOD IT'S COMING TOWARDS US!"
"Yo' mama smoked pot when she had you." Cosmo shot back.
"Well yo mama's so fat, all the restaurants in town have signs that say: "Maximum Occupancy: 240 Patrons OR Yo Mama." Sanderson smirked.
"Yo mama is so stupid she tripped over a cordless phone." Things were riling up between COsm oand Sanderson...but luckily Charmy interrupted.
"Wait...where's Astro?" Charmy asked, looking back. Cosmo pointed up, indicating the sleeping fairy was on the roof. ...How did he get there anyway?
"...Yo mama's so fat, "Place Your Ad Here" is printed on each of her butt cheeks." Sanderson continued before he was thwapped in the head through the open window.
"Shut up and drive." Astro mumbled before he rolled over and went back to sleep.
"...Eh." Sanderson put the car in reverse, and backed up through the the bedroom walls, past two people who looked like they were Timmy's parents.
"Can you close the window, dear? There's a draft." Dad said as he read the newspaper. ...I can see why Timmy wanted to go with us.