Author's note:
All my fiction sometimes leaks into fanfiction
DONT EAT MY SOFT POISON LADEN FLESH!
(Well, what do you expect? I live, like, 5 feet away from a landfill!)
Enjoy chapter 7; Post Ignition
No one notices the explosion. Terrorists, suicides, and Pop making popcorn. Explosions were the unfortunate norm. Then, the dubris came down.
Lumpy was parked outside the donut shop. Criminals didn't dare think of mess with his authority. Or his shotgun.
Toothy walked over holding a box of donuts, "You want some, the waitress gave them to me for free!"
"No no, my bucktooth friend. The work of a police officer isn't finished until every life possible is saved!" Lumpy reaches for the box seconds later.
Toothy pulls the box back in retalliation, "What the heck happened to 'a police's work is never done'!?"
"What happened to your face!"
"How the hell does my face come into this!?"
"Isn't that why your the worst man-whore ever!?" Lumpy jokes.
"Well guess what! Your not an officer. In fact you can go fuck yoursel..." Toothy was crushed by Petunia's microwave oven.
Lumpy looks at the bloodsoaked donuts as the carnage unfolds.
Flaky looks out the window, and sees random things falling from the sky. Nothing scarier than a condom fell, although considering, it was a slumber party, that was sort of scary. Skippy's box was rattling with the sounds of a mentally disturbed furball. Nutty was running around like a fool, fur singeing in the dubris field. "It burns LIKE HELLFFIREEEE! Hell fire, hellfire, the fire sears my ski..."
Skippy's box jumps around. "Say skin I will bring HELL!"
"Skippy, don't say that! Nutty's too big off a douchebag to know where hell is." Flaky jokes happily.
"Hey I know where hell is!? Northeast of Philadelphia!" Nutty croaks sarcastically.
"Why is dubris raining from the sky?" Mime runs by with Petunia's mailbox impaled through his back. Flaky's eyes widen. She races down the stairs and out the door. When she gets to the house, a smoky, charred scenery. A crowd of people was already there. Lifty backs away. "Shifty planted the bomb in the mobile meth-lab!" The Mole stumbles onto the scene. After sifting through the ashes of the house, he jumps back into the crowd and runs away. At the start of The Mole's trail of ashes, under a smoldering pile of bones, a time bomb was coming to the end of it's timer...
Ok so...
a cliffhanger!
no I dont mean Meathereaper Lab. I mean Methamphedamine kind of meth.
It didn't really have any plot
R&R
don't flame
onto the next chapter; Speil mit Mir
OK? ok!
:^)