Jun 21 2009

round robin – sunny and not-stormy night

Started by me and the hugest dork ever the idiot Juju in my notebook. Me in purple, Juju in green. LOL Barney colors. Fitting, though, since this is like the most juvenile thing evar.

*Note: The Mr. No-Socks in the story=/=Noctis. C:

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It was a sunny and not-stormy night. There were snowflakes falling in that sunny and not-stormy night.“What manner of phenomena is this?!” demanded Mr. No-Socks. Then he saw Mr. Two-Socks standing on the roof of his apt. throwing potato flakes around.

“Mr. Two-Socks! I demand you stop that at once!” Mr. No-Socks demanded. Then, Mr. Two-Socks threw a whole bag/sack of potatoes at Mr. No-Socks.

Mr. No-Socks caught the bag (or was it a sack?) and frowned. “Thank you,” he said stiffly. “I shall enjoy potatoes with my supper tonight.”

“You’re welcome!” said Mr. Two-Socks, beginning to pelt Mr. No-Socks with full-grown spuds.

“You—” Mr. No-Socks began, catching a spud only to get smacked in the face with another. He sputtered. “—Imbecile!”

“Buttface!” shouted Mr. Two-Socks! “I told you to never call me that!” he yelled, full of rage.

“Imbecile!” Mr. No-Socks shouted. “Imbecile, imbecile, imbecile!!”

“BUTTFACE!” sang Mr. Two-Socks. “I’m calling YOUR MOM!!” HA!”

Mr. No-Socks twitched. His right eye twitched. His left eye twitched. His right arm twitched. His left leg twitched. His buttcheeks twitched. “I,” he yelled, “AM GOING TO KILL YOU!” He sprinted for the stairs.

:O Mr. Two-Socks threw this little thingy-ma-jig that turned into an air thingy that he jumped after to the ground, and locked the whole apt.

Mr. No-Socks paused on the stairs. “…Well that’s new.”

Then a bucket of water fell on his head. “…Story of my life….”

categories round robin, wtflol | Jac the Tripper | 21 June 2009 |

1 Comment

  • By The Chosen One, June 29, 2009 @ 7:56 pm

    Mr. No-Socks put on his super-special-glasses that lets him see Mr. Two-socks wherever he may be. He saw Mr.Two-Socks headed for the Tower of Almighty-ness. He called his cat-mobile and chased him.

    Mr. Two-Socks knew he would be safe at the Tower of Almighty-ness, where his master, Yoshi lived. He heard a dubious sound. It was almost too weird to ignore so he turned and saw Mr. No-Socks looking manically evil. Mr. Two-Socks panicked and threw his open bag of potato flakes behind him.

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