The Last Eliminator
Sparks Breaking
Hi, everyone! Happy Columbus Day! ^^ Please....take care of yourselves, aye? I don't know your names...so this will have to work out, one way or
another. :)
Anyhoo-just a quick word from the weirdest updater in the world-I finished the Poof family fiction. Though....I'm not sure if THIS story counts as it
or Bubbles...
Maybe both. I dunno. ^^
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The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.
It had taken Poof.
It had stolen their baby, and their godchild.
Wanda silently reached for her wand...and a cell.
She felt the need to maim.
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It was cold.
It was arctic like, dark, and silent.
Poof knew this-and yet was warm.
It was so warm...!
He still shuddered, regardless from the cocoon of shadow the two had found themselves woven in. Poof couldn't see a thing-and tried to place a
hand on his face.
For a few, frightening moments, it was difficult to even find his hand-or his face. So immense was the darkness.
The fairy baby would've screamed-if there had been any sound left in him to do so.
So, this is what it had been like for Timmy the first time. But the Darkness had left him in some type of fantasy sequence where it tried to make
him think he was back at Dimmsdale.
On the recon mission-he, Daddy, Jorgan, and Mommy had managed to break through and rescue his older brother-but Timmy hadn't been
sleeping.
But now....
"Poof? Poof?"
Timmy's eyes were closed, but there was still a faint smile on his face as he squeezed the fairy in his arms.
"I've been sitting in detention,
Since the end of school....."
Even in these less then lovely circumstances, Poof had to beam. He loved this song Timmy had made up!
"I've been sitting in detention,
Just because I broke a rule.
Throwing meatballs in the lunchroom,
Wasn't wise, I fear."
At least these things came from personal experience. Timmy opened his eyes slightly and sighed.
This was him acting as Sir-points-out-the-obvious-a-lot, but SERIOUSLY, it was dark in here!
"I was aiming for the trash can,
Not my teacher's rear...."
Poof began to giggle-and, without his wand...
Timmy smiled slightly as the shroud of shadow wrapped around their bodies loosened slightly, then tightened.
If what the bot said was true, and the Darkness HAD taken them in as its new heart....
Or heart and piggyback heart, in this case, well....it probably wasn't accustomed to what they were doing.
He opened his mouth to continue.
"Teacher let me know,
when you'll let me go.
Please don't keep me here all ni-i-ight.
I apologize—
throwing food's not wise.
Don't keep me here all night.
I am going to sneak out of detention
if you will not let me go-o-o-o.
I am going to sneak out of detention,
so, teacher, let me go."
Timmy thought for a moment. There was still time before he needed to do a slight...call, of sorts.
And Poof had to be ready.
He cleared his throat slightly.
"Mine eyes have seen the kitchen, which is why I bring my lunch.
We have smelled the things they're cooking and they're toxic, we've a hunch.
And the salads are so soggy that you'll never hear a crunch.
I bring my lunch to school...."
Poof paused, and began to giggle once again, purple eyes twinkling like stars without the use of his rattle to regulate his normal emotions.
Almost there. Poof didn't have enough power yet to act as a....
Timmy thought frantically to the occasions he had doodled these poems out on the bus.
"My locker is obscene.
Worst place you've ever seen.
It's such a mess.
A ripe peach with an ugly bruise,
a pair of stinky tennis shoes,
a day-old ham-and-cheese on rye,
a swimsuit that I left to dry,
a pencil that glows in the dark,
some bubble gum found in the park,
a paper bag with cookie crumbs,
an old kazoo that barely hums,
a spelling test I almost failed,
a letter that I should have mailed,
and one more thing, I must confess,
a note from teacher: Clean This Mess!!!!
Place where old failed math tests lie,
Old lunch, old apple pie.
The janitor will surely die
When I leave in June!"
Poof put hands to quivering lips....
And burst out laughing as his body's pearl like sheen turned to that of adamant brilliance.
Timmy had to shield his eyes as their bodies began to sink even deeper into the darkness, Poof's laughter filling the silencesilencesilence....!
This was going to be a direct transmit to Earth before they could burst out of here.
But even so, considering the fact that it would take over ten million watts of power to create a fist sized hole in here....
Poof might be able to get out.
If he wasn't, well...
He WAS the heart of the Darkness now. If something were to...happen after the transmit...
...it just might be big enough to make a pretty decent bang.
Timmy clasped Poof, and closed his eyes once again, letting one thought beginning to make radius from the light's echoes.