A/N: YAY! I got my comp fixed and found my backed up files.
Time to give credit where credit is due. Stories belong to their respected owners. The 'Fly away with your friends" line belongs to saphireblu987. The Shrunken to the aft belongs to Habitaul who can be a comic genius at times. Remilia and Sakuya belong to ZUN.
When the Master Leaves, the Toys will Play
Deep in the heart of Texas lays a small suburban neighborhood. Now before I continue, one would think that Texas is still backwatered and still in the ideal of the 'Old West' with cowboys, horses and whatnot. Well Texas is really just as updated as New York City is other than a few spots in Texas. But those are called 'Show Towns' to keep the ideal alive.
But I am getting off topic here. I am here to tell you about the phenomenon that happens whenever anyone leaves a room full of toys. You see, the toys live a life of their own, getting up and moving around when the masters are not looking at them, sometimes take on their masters personalities. One house in particular, I will show you this phenomenon in action. Let's zoom in on the house of the author, TheFallenWriiter. We see him leaving the house to get to work on time. And thus, our story begins.
"Sakuyyya!" Came the voice of a young girl, "There's a weird toy on my windowsill!" The owner of the voice was a toy with red eyes, short light-blue hair and a pair of black bat-like wings on back. Wears a pink mob cap and dress with bright red trimming and she is noticeably short. The person she called climbed up to the windowsill to answer her call. Sakuya, as the small girl called her, had dark blue eyes, silver hair and has a long braid on each side of the face. Wears a pink and dark blue French maid's outfit with long sleeves and a white bonnet on her head. The Roman numerals for 1 through 12 line the bottom of her apron.
"Do you want me to get rid of him Remilia?" Sakuya asked. The toy in question rested on the window. He looked to be some sort of mechanical being but we all know that if I just mention the name, we would all know who that is.
Barricade only looked at the two girls before turning away. "I don't see your name on the window." He said which made Remilia angry.
Remilia stomped over to Barricade. "I demand you to get out of my spot this INSTANT!" She demanded but Barricade didn't move nor did he even recognize her presence anymore. Sakuya walked up to him and started to push Barricade, in which he just placed a hand on the windowsill to keep himself from moving. Sakuya kept pushing but progress had been slow and about three minutes of pushing, she gave up and walked back to a now fuming Remilia. The toy vampire just glared before jumping off the windowsill for the walk back to the other room. Barricade only sighed in relief.
"Finally, thought those two would never leave." Barricade said. On his left (Your right if you are standing in the doorway), on a computer desk, sat a toy Prowl and a pretty ecstatic toy Jazz who was on the computer reading. Prowl only looked out at the room. The bed sat in the middle, still not made. The T.V. along with rejected game consoles sat next to the closet on the 'dirty' side of the room. The dresser housed a bible, a cross, and some loose papers and items that either have yet to be put in storage or even cleaned. The sock drawer, on the other hand, looked spotless even though it had been located on the 'dirty' side of the room. The clean side housed the computer chair, computer desk, and an old toybox shaped like a football.
It's funny how our owner could live in a room only half done. Toy Prowl mused. He got up and walked over to Jazz, who looked to be intent on reading whatever he looked at on the computer. "What story is it this time?"
Jazz turned to Prowl. "Oh, a story called MSN Madness by some writer named Wannabe Starscream. Not sure if you would like it though." He said and then turned back to reading the current story.
"Why is that?" Prowl asked while Jazz laughed at the story. He peered over to read what he just laughed at before looking away. "That's why; it's got adult humor in it." He said with a hint of disgust. While Jazz was into humor of all kinds, Prowl really wasn't and adult humor is one thing that he loathed. He questioned why some readers had a need to laugh at things such as 'sex' and other 'Mature' things. And from the way Jazz laughed, some toys too.
"Hey Prowler," Jazz said in between laughs, "What kind of stories do you find to be good?" he asked before laughing again. Prowl did think about it for a moment. While the site in question did have plenty of good reads, he wasn't one for romance or random humor as some writers seem to have a knack for. He preferred a logical scenario with a logical understanding. He didn't want some kind of human/otherworldly love relationship or even, from what the critics called it, slash. Whether it be funny or serious. Though one story did stand out to him in particular.
"The story is What is a Friend by Habitaul. It's quite the read." Prowl stated.
"You mean the story about the 'con who decides to save a young girls life and then proceed to taking care of her in his own 'conny way?" Jazz asked. Prowl nodded and Barricade poked his head out from his spot on the window. "Too much fluff for me and besides, we all know that Barricade would not even care for the child."
"I have a spark you know." Barricade said from his spot on the window. Jazz just shrugged.
"You're a toy, you don't have a spark." Jazz stated back. Barricade grunted before he decided to ignore the duo.
Prowl decided to bounce the question his way. "So what about you Barricade, I know it's rare to see you reading anything that's not a novel but do you know any good stories from this site?" Barricade sat still for a moment.
"Actually, "Barricade jumped down onto the desk and walked over to the computer. "I do know one." He started to search the story on the site before continuing. "It's called Fallout by Nan00k and that's with two Zero's."
"Ah, I like that one too. The post-Apocalyptic story is the best one I read so far, sad to see two of the characters die off to make room for two more." Jazz stated which earned a surprised look from Prowl. Barricade hopped back up to his spot knowing that his involvement in the conversation was over and that it was time for a new one with his friend from next door. Who is this friend you may ask? Well we will get into that in just one moment.
"I thought you only read the funnies?" Prowl asked.
"Naa, sometimes I like to branch out into other people's works." Jazz stated before returning to the computer. Well that was before Barricade interrupted him.
"Hey Jazz, G1 Starscream wants to talk to you." Barricade said and Jazz hopped up to windowsill. He grabbed the flashlight to talk via Morse code. Something that both parties learned to keep each other updated.
"What's up Dorito?" Jazz asked, flashing the light on and off.
"I am not a dorito, aft." Starscream
"You still look like one." Jazz
"Liar, I am boxy, not your movieverse slag!" Starscream. At that, Jazz grabbed an empty bag of Doritos (Lord only knows how they got there) and plastered it on the window before throwing the bag away and sending another message back.
"Go fly away with your friends. :D" Jazz put down the light and turned his back to the window. A bad move as Barricade hastily hopped off the windowsill. Jazz looked at him in confusion before a loud bang from the window made him yelp, slip, and face plant the carpet floor. Barricade howled with laugher as Prowl climbed up to catch the last words that Starscream sent.
"Jazz, why do you fall for the same firecracker gag that happens every week?"
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Prowl sat on the edge of the desk. He, along with Jazz and Remilia, watch a battle between Barricade and Sakuya on who could knock the other off the large bed. Barricade seemed to be winning as Sakuya edged closer to their side of the bed. Jazz was ecstatic about the events as Remilia was, once again, fuming.
"Go Barricade! Kick her aft off the bed!" Jazz yelled. Remilia glared at him before yelling some words of 'encouragement.'
"Sakuya, if you don't win this, I will NEVER let you live this down!" She yelled.
On the bed, Sakuya took a chance to smack Barricade across the helm, which failed as Barricade ducked under it. "You say you're a perfect and elegant maid but you suck a fighting." Barricade said as he threw a right hook.
Sakuya caught his hand before it could make contact with her face. "I am perfect," She said as she tripped him to get around. Barricade fell onto the bed, VERY close to the edge, but recovered and put some distance from the edge and Sakuya finished her sentence. "And elegant at fighting." She then took out a toy knife from her dress and threw it at Barricade, who ducked and ran to grab his Shrunken that rested next to a pillow.
"If you want a fight with weapons then you got one." Barricade said and charged after Sakuya.
"Such a cheesy one liner." Remilia said. Jazz just looked at her.
"You're just mad that Sakuya threw her only weapon." Jazz stated with a grin. Remilia threw a grin of her own at the toy.
"You really think that she keeps one knife under that dress?" She asked, mocking him in some way or another.
As Barricade rushed her, Sakuya pulled out another knife and parried his shrunken. She smiled as she swiped the knife blade at Barricade's side, causing him to jump back. She then threw her knife at him again and Barricade blocked it. In the middle of the throw, Sakuya rushed him and disarmed him quickly. Sakuya then jammed the pointed end of his shrunken into Barricade's aft, causing him to yelp like a little girl.
"What the frag was that for!" Barricade asked while rubbing his aft a bit.
"Because," Sakuya threw his weapon back at him and then kneed Barricade off the bed. "I just won." Jazz sat there dumbfounded and Prowl chuckled.
"YEAH, go Sakuya!" Remilia yelled, got up, and jumped up and down from her spot on the desk.
"That was a cheap shot." Jazz stated with a hint of anger. Barricade picked himself off the carpet floor in annoyance. Sakuya then jumped down and handed him his shrunken.
"Good fight." She said. Barricade growled in annoyance, but took his weapon. He then watched Sakuya walk back to the other room. Remilia hopped down to the carpet, silently mind you, snuck up on Barricade, and pinched him HARD in the aft. Causing him to emit a girly yelp once again. He turned around to smack Remilia but she was gone. Behind him, the toy vampire skipped down the hall to the other room, blissfully.
"One of these days…"
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A/N: Wow, that felt like a crossover but don't worry, those two will remain in the other room for the next few chapters.