PrncssPurple’s minivan gently banked through the YahooSphere, softly hitting turbulence, the occasional star, and piles of empty beer cans left by that Rodent of Omnipotence, the Yamster.
“Who knew he was such a f*cked-up lush?” said Shizz, as the Yamster drunkenly floated ahead of them, sucking down the remnants of an Olde English 800. “It’s pathetic watching him.”
“Shhh,” warned Shazz, her pink fuzzy ears straightening in alarm, “I think he heard you!”
Without saying a word, the Yamster turned and produced a shotgun, which he then emptied, round after round, into the hapless minivan.
“Ruh-roh!” cried Scooby-Doo, ducking behind The Grit Twins. The next round shattered the windshield.
“Alec, sweetums!” cried SallySunshine, shaking the Dalek awake, “the Yamster is trying to kill us! Exterminate! Exterminate!”
Alec the Dalek blearily rose from the back seat, and saw the Yamster shooting away what was left of the minivan. “Am I the only avatar packing heat?” he asked.
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13:31:15
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Upon seeing that he was, the silver Dalek locked his laser-cannon and fried the Yamster instantly. The P & Sers cheered as the fluffy, drunken rodent blew up into fine granules.
“Now let’s get going before he regenerates,” said the Grit Twins. “He won’t be as schnockered, or as patient next time.”
“You were wonderful,” cooed SallySunshine, running her delicate fingers across Alec the Dalek’s numerous orbs and appendages. “Let me show you how much I appreciate you saving our lives.” She leaned against the Dalek’s hard exterior, gently easing the straps of her tank-top down from her shoulders……
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An hour later, Alec and SallySunshine lay happily exhausted in each other’s arms, smothered in mango chutney and a sweet-smelling sweat.
“GAWD damn!,” said IcuNurse, opening a window, “couldn’t you two do that somewhere else? You’re still in an overcrowded van floating through the YahooSphere!”
“Where’s my bra? I think FoodDude’s sitting on it?”
2007-07-19
13:31:44 ·
update #1
“This chutney’s great,” said FoodDude, nibbling on a piece stuck to the ceiling of the van, “only now I think I’m pregnant.”
“I think we’re ALL pregnant, after that Close Encounter,” muttered Mikisew Awasis, lowering a chutney-spattered umbrella.
Suddenly the minivan began to lurch, and spiral out of the YahooSphere. Klingon-Elvis turned a sickly green color, and hurled out the window on top of some hapless residents of Homework Help.
“The Yamster must’ve hit our fuel line at some point,” grumbled PrncessPurple, struggling with the steering wheel, “we’re going straight down!!”
“This is my only line in this whole stupid chapter,” announced MustardSeed.
But before anyone else could speak, the minivan rolled like a sausage out of someone’s pants, the P&Sers screaming hysterically, as the mysterious figure in a hat and sunglasses watched from below, softly chuckling……..
END?
2007-07-19
13:32:10 ·
update #2