IN BETWEEN DIMENSIONS:
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NEXT UPDATE: STRANDED TOO.
HUZZAH!
"HUZZAH!" Platyborg cried and rode the broomstick down the hallways, cheering loudly and making a racket as the bucket he was using for a helmet clanked against his head. "Ride em cowboy!" Then made horse noises and galloping noises with his mouth.
"Will you shut up?! I can't hear myself THINK with your stupid noises!" Vanessa yelled at him.
"Let him play, Vanessa." Her father told him "He's a boy. He'll grow out of it eventually. I never got to play like that when I was a kid."
"That's because your parents are crazy!" Vanessa exclaimed.
"And I bet you're glad that I'm not." Alt Doof said.
"No," She told him "You're crazy too. But you're eccentric crazy, and Platyborg takes after you."
"You know that's purely coincidental considering the fact that he wasn't genetically mine to begin with…"
"Dad, it doesn't matter that he's not blood related, or even of the same species. You raised him and taught him everything he knows. That's what makes him yours."
"Thank you, baby girl." He said and kissed her on the forehead, smiling. "Too bad you're not mine either..."
"Funny joke dad…" Vanessa said after him as he walked away.
"Who's joking?"
Her face fell "Wait…what? DAD! Get back here! …What do you mean not yours?!"
Luck.
Platyborg was the luckiest cyborg in the world. He had a great big sister figure, and an even better father figure. Doof was the best! But he was confused. Other kids had sisters, and just fathers. They didn't have figures attached to the word like he did, so he just figured that his were EXTRA special. Not everyone has two word titles, you know!
Buck.
They were making out on the couch, fully clothed and as Ege tangled her fingers through his styled cocoa brown hair, they made noises of appreciation, joy and passion. Then, as her knee inadvertently slipped and rested on a spot, a strong movement occurred that knocked her on the floor.
She blinked, smiling up at him. "Someone's happy to see me…"
Struck.
Alt Doof quivered in pain on the floor, eye closed as he whimpered, holding an exact place on his body.
His girlfriend rolled her eyes. "Oh, that didn't hurt you big baby!"
Dude, Why Are You Rhyming?
"Vanessa, Vanessa!" Platyborg sang "She's fat like a dresser! She wishes someone would date her, before it's too later!"
Vanessa smirked "Platyborg, Platyborg, he's a major DORK."
The cyborg wined, calling "Dooooooof! Vanessa's making fun of meeeeee and she doesn't know how to rhyme that weeeeell!"
Platyborg's Land. (To the tune of 'This Land is My Land')
"This here is Platyborg's land…!
…And no one else's!
From my bedroom…
…To the doorway!
Vanessa isn't allowed in here,
That's cuz she's stupid…
…So please don't take, my sunshine away!"
Man (Son).
Alt Doof was a man. He was tall, and well-built for his age. He was incredibly smart and anyone who saw him immediately knew that he wasn't a force to be reckoned with. He was the man and many other things.
He was Ege's man.
He was Vanessa's father, as well as Platyborg's.
He was his counterpart's counterpart.
He was that goth looking, banshee, screaming girl's, fool.
He was those boys' from the 1st Dimension's friend.
And last but not least…well…he didn't want to admit to what Rodney saw him as.
Seriously, stop it man, you're freaking me out…
"…You were always so strong…"
"Then why do you call me weak?" Alt Doof asked his captor, restrained to the hospital bed in the white room he had become accustomed to over the past few months or so. At least, that's how long he assumed he was kept prisoner here for…
The madman studied him from head to toe, taking the former dictators cheeks in his hand, twisting the younger males head so it was cupped in his palm. He spoke in a nostalgic tone, happy and remembering. "You truly have grown from that pathetic little boy I raised you from…"
"I wasn't pathetic…" Alt Doof said the best he could with the hand squeezing his face. It came out mumbled and unclear and then he tried to pull away as nails started to dig into his skin. But the more he fought, the more the pain worsened, so he stayed still, whimpering.
Rodney ignored his responses and continued to waltz down memory lane "You neglect to remember that I made you the man you are today…and I own you…"
He figured out something was wrong here when a thumb started stroking his cheek gently. And the one eyed man was momentarily confused before his face was let loose and the hand rubbed his arm. The contact felt weird, horribly weird. "S-Stop…" But he didn't get a verbal response, and he refused to look at the madman as his face turned red. And he was on the verge of tears when he felt his thigh be squeezed, and he screamed desperately. "STOP!"
Then the hand withdrew and when he was finally alone in the bright room, he started to cry.
Pink.
Semira wasn't like normal female platypi. She wasn't pink, she wasn't blue or orange. She was purple with a lighter pink tint to her beak. And when people asked her why she was no longer the crazy, psychotic, carefree, gleeful, platypus she once was, well, she only had this to say:
Blue,
Orange,
And Gray.
Black and Blue.
Black and blue, black and blue, could you please tell me what I did to you?
I said hello,
But I did not know,
That you would hurt me so,
I'm just a child,
It wasn't mild,
The beating you bestowed,
Upon me now, as I lay here on the ground,
The one you pounded me into.
I'm only eight,
You're not that great,
Everything aches,
Including my face,
So black and blue,
Because of you.
I'm seeing stars,
Now a light,
I think it's time,
To take my flight,
But before I go,
There's something you should know,
You won't get away with this, like you think so.
And when Doof finds my body, you'll be very sorry…
I hope to see you in hell.
-A Poem by Platyborg
Monster Truck.
It was an ordinary day in the 2nd Dimension Danville. Kids were playing and birds were chirping, and Platyborg decided to go for a walk. Correction, he decided to run in and out of the street to see how responsible drivers were and if they would stop before they hit him. And as a driver honked angrily, cursing at him as the guy drove by, the cyborg scowled and yelled back.
"Yeah! Well you're not a very responsible driver because you almost hit me! I hope you hit a flying squirrel!" Platyborg glared after the car and then turned around to continue his experiment. But his hypothesis proved wrong when that same angry driver from before came back, only this time, with a new set of wheels…
Loopty Loop.
Semira grinned widely as she peered through the binoculars. Finding her target right where she wanted him, she lowered the seeing device. And as she watched Platyborg start to eat the ice cream cone he just paid for, she giggled evilly.
Just as planned.
DIIIIIIEEEE!
"DIIIIIIEEEE!" Platyborg screamed as he threw cone after cone of ice cream at the female platypus, continuing to shriek like a girl getting murdered. "DIE! DIE! DIE!"
Pretty.
Ege blushed as she pushed her boyfriend's hand away, laughing. "Stop it! I'm not that good looking…"
"Are you kidding me?" Alt Doof looked at her skeptically, smiling as he grasped her hand, bringing it up to press against his lips. "You're beautiful…" He murmured as his mouth traveled up her arm to her cheek and he re-opened his eye when an open palm stopped his lips.
She smirked at him, pinning him on a pillow. "Oh yeah? Well you're a big and powerful man….and I will destroy anyone who so much as looks your way…"
He blinked his one eye up at her. "…You have issues, don't you?"
Oh, Yes he did!
She gasped, mouth gaped open as she stared at the black box being offered to her and when he opened it, Ege's heart stopped.
Oh…No he didn't…
…And her mouth closed instantly, her face taking an unimpressed expression as she stared at the two Love Handel concert tickets in said black box.
You Idiot.
He called after her as she stormed away from him "But I thought you liked Love Handel!"
As Always.
Alt Doof didn't understand why he was banished to the couch tonight, especially since they didn't even live under the same roof.
Frown.
Ege wanted to pull her hair out, and she was doing just that as she yanked on the hairbrush. There was a knot that just wouldn't come out and her patience was burning fast from the annoying cyborg next to her who wouldn't stop saying her name!
"Ege…Ege…Ege…Ege...Ege…Ege…Ege…Ege…Ege…" Platyborg said, over and over again, blinking up at his new step-mom. He wanted to play with her, but he didn't think she liked him that much for some reason, so he kept trying. Doof and Vanessa left for the day, and Doof told him to try to spend as much time with his new mom as possible. And in order to do that, he needed to get her attention first. "Ege…Ege…Hey Ege…Ege…Hey Ege…Ege? Ege! EGE…EGE…EGE…E-"
"WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!"
The thing started crying and she sighed.
Smile.
"Shhhh…it's alright…" Ege rocked the wailing cyborg in her arms, trying to calm it down. "I didn't mean to yell at you sweety, I promise…"
"Yoooooou haaaaaaate meeeeeeeeee…!" Platyborg wailed.
"No! Baby, I don't!"
"Yes you doooooooo…!"
"I swear I don't! You just got on my nerve, that's all!"
The cyborg sniffed, quieting down and Ege was relieved before the thing took a deep breath, then starting screaming again.
"Yooooooooou thiiiiiiiiiink I'mmmmmm annoyiiiiiiiiiiing…!"
How Can You Laugh…
Alt. Doof and Vanessa walked in through the front door, and their talking died down once they heard the commotion coming from the living room. As they stood in the doorway, they smiled at the laughing pair.
Vanessa whispered to her father "I told you it'd work…"
He nodded and interrupted the moment after a little while longer "Looks like you two had fun…"
Ege looked up, awkwardly coughing away her laughter as the cyborg reduced his to snickering. It gave a small wave.
"Hey Doof! We sure did! You should leave us alone more often! We built a fort, and played cards, and she even did my makeup-"
"Yes…" Ege grinned sheepishly as she covered his still running mouth. "We had a…decent time tonight…"
Platyborg's lip quivered once his mouth was uncovered again.
…If You Don't Cry Sometimes, Too?
"Dad! Make it stop!" Vanessa gripped her ears.
"I'm trying!" Her father's voice responded. "Platyborg, calm down! She didn't mean it like that!"
Ege sighed again as more screaming filled the apartment.
And Platyborg screeched "Yooooooou dooooooon't thiiiiiiiiink I'm deceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeent….!"