Monday, April 4, 2005

So that's where Al was
It was nearing Christmas and the base was abuzz with joy. “Curse you stringy fiend!” Havoc yelled as he tried to untangle the Christmas lights. Yes, Havoc got stuck with this tedious task. Everyone else got to hang stuff up, but no! He got stuck with the light untangling.

“Something wrong?” Farman asked.

“Yeah, I can’t get these ‘insert cuss word here’ lights untangled.”

“Quit your whining you big baby I’ll help.” Breda scoffed.

A few seconds later…

“Help!” Breda yelled. They were both tangled up in the cornucopia of glowing evilness.

“Come on Fury lets help them.” Farman sighed. “Fury?” An evil cackling rose through the rafters. A sadistically happy Fury walked into the room wearing hats and shoes and others clothes that had bells on them. “WTF?”

“I made clothes for everyone.” He said smiling as he gave them clothes with bells on them.

“Ok, a little help here?” Havoc asked sheepishly.

“I’m off to make cookies.” Fury says walking off.

“I’ll get the scissors.” Farman sighed.

A few minutes and shock treatments later…

“You should have unplugged the lights first.” A slightly charred Havoc said.

“No, I like to feel the charring of my skin.” Farman said sarcastically.

“Breda? You ok?” Havoc says poking him with a large candy cane that Fury had made in a Christmas sugar high. Breda was out cold. “Oh well.” Havoc sighs pushing him out of the window.”

“What was that for?” Farman sighs. Havoc shrugs.

“I dunno.”

“You’re going to have to get him you know.”

“Make me.”

“Cookies are ready!” Fury giggles.

“I’m going.”

“Me too.” Farman gulps staring warily at the psychotic Fury.

In the snow…

“Isn’t this where he was dropped?” Farman asked. Havoc shrugs.

“Oh, well.” He looks at a wide trail. “Maybe he went that way.” Havoc points. “Looks like something dragged him off.”

“Wonderful.” Farman groans. They trudge through the snow for a long time until. “I don’t believe it.” In front of them was the lair of pointless evil. Millions of butterflies were circling it. With the help of the military mascot, Mr. Bubble, they were easily defeated. They walk into the lair.

“Wow, this is pointless.”

“Don’t doubt the pointlessness!” Havoc snapped whacking Farman upside the head. They turn to see Al and Breda tied up in a cocoon.

“I knew you wouldn’t forget me!” Al said crying.

“You were here?” Havoc asked astounded.

“Yes! Didn’t you read the first chapter?”

“Yeah but, we just assumed Ed saved you.”

“Well he didn’t” Al yelled. “He was scheduled for a yaoi fic in the angst section.” He explained.

“Oh,” Farman said. “So how are they getting along?”

“Roy and Ed? Fine”

“To the ‘Whack Mobile’ Havoc shouted.

“We walked here you moron.”

“Oh, ok then.” And they walked back to the base, but not without an explosion or two.




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