A Random Fourth—Grader /falls through ceiling/ Hi guys! Eoin Colfer owns Artemis & Co., don't sue DC3 please! The Pocky thing isn't hers either but it was too good to pass up! Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy thingies were created by the late Mr. Douglas Noel Adams. We hopes you gets the joke (and that bad grammar was on purpose)!
DC3 /walks in, eyes situation critically/ Mill, if this is the best you can do, I'll write the fickies. Words are in bold, guys- actions in italics. Like this/turns cartwheels in between cats expertly/ I actually can't cartwheel but since this is /pointedly at Milldred/ MY fickie I can do whatever I want.
Mill /hisses/
Artemis /walks in/ This is a nuisance.
DC3 I quite agree. /sweeps arm dramatically, Random person disappears/ See, no more play—doh nonsense. Better than you could come up with, Mill!
Mill /angry/Humans are sooo strange, I couldn't compare.
DC3 /sarcastic/Yeah, like you are so normal? Give me a break!
Nostra /bounds in, trailing curtains by his claws/ Hi! I'm a cu-ute kitten!
Di /dryly/ I noticed.
Holly /observing/ You will be in soooooo much trouble!
Root /yelling/ SHORT!
Holly /gets yanked out/
Juliet /comes in/ Anyone hungry?
DC3 (Hence known as Sophie think Sophie's World really good book by the way not my real name) /grins evilly/ I know exactly what you're thinking! But we don't have a lawnmower. (I do have a scooter…)
Juliet /shrugs/ The lawnmower's just for show. So is the piñata. Just dance around anything, really.
Sophie /peevish/ Can we chant something else, though? If you do 'Pocky' in Mexico you get Pocky sticks on you. Really bad in the summer, which it happens to BE!
Foaly /prances in with an evil look on his face/I got it guys; let's dance around Arty!
Juliet, Sophie, Holly, Root, Mill, Di, and Nostra /evil grins/ YEAH.
Arty /looks angry/ NOOOO!
Cats /circle him menacingly/ Yessssssssss.
Sophie /light bulb above head/Let's chant 'Ice'. If nothing else it will cool off.
Everyone other than cats /sweat horribly/
Nostra /looks evil/ Oh I just remembered! Sool!
Mill, Di and Sophie: Nostradamus Kay Lloyd! Don't you dare—
Nostra /smugly/ Too late!
/Blue energy crackles through the air/
Sophie /more smugly/ First time I've done that. Color fits, doesn't it Mill? I like blue.
Mill: Not bad for a first attempt, albeit by a human. It's almost catworthy!
Arty: But what did she do?
Nostra /matter-of-factly/ Duh. Stopped my spell, human dunderhead.
Foaly /eagerly/ This human has magic?Is it Insult Arty Day? Can I help?
Di /bored/ Yes, yes, and yes. Hey look at that!
/Time freezes. The cats, Arty and Sophie are left unfrozen/
Arty (way out of his depth here) What happened?
Sophie /casually/ Time froze. Cats were left out because they are sneaky enough, I am almost sneaky enough and they gave me a bit of a push, and all four of us shoved you. You barely made it through. It was very pathetic.
Arty /defensive/ Why did you help me then?
Sophie /serious/ Your push was enough to get you 'floating' as the cats and I put it, if we hadn't helped you'd be floating between universes, never a true part of the WGMM again—which really would hurt—and you would be slowly torn apart. So don't complain; but you really need practice. /switches to a more bantering tone/ So, REVIEW! What did you think?
Cats /menacing/ YEAH, people. We like reviews! They make us happy. And you really want us to be happy…
Arty: Whom are you talking to?
Sophie /quickly/ I'll tell you later.
