"N-no... This can't be happening!" he exclaimed, watching the town he once loved burn to ashes. The smoky air clouded up his thoughts. He was battered up. Bruised. Dry blood covered his mint-green fur, making it hard to tell what his true color was.
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, paper flowers
The sky dimmed into a red-orangish color, black clouds storming in. The wind hissed in his ears. "It's all your fault." it whispered.
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, paper flowers
He remembered just this morning, everything was normal...
---
The alarm blared in his ears. "Another day..." he sighed, dragging himself out of bed. Straightening out his beret, he headed outside to his truck.
I linger in the doorway of alarm clock screaming
"Flippy, Flippy..." "Leave me alone," he snarled at his counterpart.
Monsters calling my name, let me stay
---
He rode to the game, late, racing across the slippery tufts of grass. He took a seat on the bleachers next to Flaky and Toothy. "Hi, glad you could make it" she said sheepishly. He lightly nudged her arm. "I'm glad I could make it, too."
Where the wind would whisper to me
"Home run!" The crowds roared, clapping and cheering. Suddenly, everyone turned silent. A spark entered the sky. It exploded into bright colors, screeching throughout the stadium. "No!" It all blacked out.
---
Where the raindrops, as they're falling, tell a story
He toppled over into the dust covered Earth, drifting off to sleep...
---
The breeze ticked his face. His eyes grew wide, lifting his body out of the flowers. He was laying in a gorgeous field, the blazing sun beating down on hi. The sky decorated with fluffy clouds, the air smelling fresh.
In my field of paper flowers
"Wha... Where am I?" he wondered, standing up now. Something tapped his shoulder.
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
He looked around and saw Flaky, in a sleeveless maroon dress that went all the way down to her ankles. A golden necklace dangled from her neck. Her ruby quills were carefully combed to one side. She smiled at him, her eyelashes fluttering.
I lie inside myself for hours
He stared st her in awe. "Come; We mustn't be late!" She drew him close to her, then a rainbow pathway appeared from out of the clouds, and sank down to the ground. "Uh..." Flippy gazed at it, kind of confused.
And watch my purple sky fly over me (flowers)
Flaky let out a giggly laugh. "Don't just stand there! Come on!" She tugged on his hand, leading him up the rainbow.
---
Don't say I'm out of touch
"We're home!" Flaky announced, talking through a front door. "Great!" The lock jingled, and soon enough, the door opened, revealing Petunia. She had navy blue hair that was laid back into a pony tail. Perfume lingered around the attractive looking skunk. "Flippy! Flaky! Make yourselves at home and come in."
With this rampant chaos- your reality
As he entered the living room, he couldn't help but gasp. "Holy..." He didn't dare to continue.
I know well beyond the sleeping refuge
Lammy and Truffles chatted on the couch, while Mr. Pickles had a hot-pink bow wrapped around him. Nutty was carelessly sucking on a sour-green lollipop. Handy was muscular... arms? Cuddles was stringing his hand through Giggles' soft peach hair. And just when Flippy thought it couldn't get any more strange, he laid eyes on Disco Bear, wearing mascara and spiky black hair, fooling around with a pocketknife. "S-since when is DB goth?" he stammered, but nobody seemed to hear him.
The nightmare I build my own world to escape
Petunia came out with a tray of steamy mugs. "Hot chocolate, anyone?" she called. Everyone else nodded in response.
In my field of paper flowers
He chugged down the warm drink, as someone else came into the room. "Sorry we're late." Splendid said.
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
"That's okay! And... I see you brought your girlfriend with you, huh?" Flaky asked. "Toothie wanted to come." Splendid replied. A sexy purple female beaver stood beside him. Flippy almost spit out his hot chocolate. "Good god, this is started to get weird..." he mumbled under his breath.
I lie inside myself for hours
Flaky snuggled up next to him. "Life couldn't be any better..." she whispered, then kissed his ear. "I know." he agreed, then a sharp pain shot through his head.
And watch my purple sky fly over me (flowers)
His skin went pale, as he clutched the back of his head. "What's going on...?" he moaned, before passing out.
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
His eyes refused to open. There were crashes and screams, followed by Flaky's whimpering. "Please, Flippy, snap out of it!" Her begging turned into shrieking, then Flippy heard a growling voice shout "Die, whore, die!"
Cannot cease for fear of silent nights
Drowsily, when all the noise stopped, he got up, studying the remains of the house. Splatters of red spread across the room. He held his breath when he spotted Flaky, front facing the carpet. He rushed over to her aid.
Oh, how I long for deep sleep dreaming
He turned her body over, seeing that there was a deep gash through her forehead, still gushing out blood. "N-no..." he sobbed.
The goddess of imaginary light
He noticed that her necklace was missing. He desperately searched for it... and he finally realized that it was around his own neck, soaked in her blood.
In my field of paper flowers
Horrified, Flippy tore off the necklace and threw it on the ground. "Why was I made like this? How come Splendid didn't stop me?!" he yelled.
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
"I'm.... Evil...."
---
I lie inside myself for hours
He awoke to the same nightmare as before... his friends dying in a tragic fire. Flippy put his face in his hands, then said softly "I'm a monster..."
And watch my purple skies fly over me (flower)
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, paper flower
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, paper flower
The end
JUST READ BELLOW, DANGIT.
Flippy the pizza bear
The music playing was so epic! And I loved this show!!!
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
TOTALLY GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY
(NOTE: This is not made to offend gay people, of course. Jason Steele said so himself)
Gay gay gay gay gay GAY gay gay GAY gay gay gay gay gay gay!
That was TOTALLY GAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY.
Gay gay gay gay gay GAY gay gay GAY gay gay gay gay gay gay!
That was TOTALLY GAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
FxF- Thanks for the memories
(Flippy's POV)
There we were, laughing, chatting, holding hands. Her quills poked me went we held each other in an embrace, but I didn't care. Her warmth was worth it. I should of known not to go on vacation. One moment, I'm enjoying the tropical-smelling drinks and the salty water splash against my face in Hawaii. The next, I come home, longing for some affection from her, when HE shows up. That back stabber had been hanging out with her after baseball practice, claiming to be helping her 'work on her aim'. But I know what he was really doing. Controlling her like a puppet, easily changing her mind. He was my friend, who offered up the idea of going on vacation in the first place because he said I was way too stressed. Now... I can barely even stand to look at him. His face makes me gag. He swiped what was closest to me. He won't get away with her that easily...
~~~
I'm gonna make you bend and break
I crawled through the shrubs, snapping twigs and crinkling up leaves from under me. Finally spotting the hot sunlight, I ducked, taking a step out of the bushes. I hid behind a tree, peaking at the couple sitting on the bench.
Say a prayer but let the good times roll
She folded her legs, talking to Cuddles. "Good," I thought, "they don't know I'm here."
In case God doesn't show
Flaky smiled and leaned her head against his furry yellow shoulder. "I'm sure glad I have you." I wasn't sure, but that's with I think she said.
And I want these words to make things right
"Hey Flippy. What are you doing?" I jumped a little, my heart pounding so fast, it could burst. I turned to Handy, who was standing behind me. I put my index finger over my lips. "Shhh." I pointed over to Flaky and Cuddles. He frowned. "Them?" he mouthed. No Handy, I'm just pointing at the bench because I think it looks pretty. I nodded in response, when I noticed movement at the corner of my eye.
But its the wrongs that make the words come to life
The two stood up, then they merrily walked hand-in-hand down the grassy path.
And who does he think he is?
"Oh, I get it." Handy said with a smirk. "You're just jealous." "She was on the verge to asking me out, when he came into the picture!" I exclaimed silently.
If that's the worst you've got you better put your fingers back to the keys
"And that's why you're spying on them? I don't really understand your motive." "Just look at them! It's not right... Where's Giggles in all of this? Isn't she his girlfriend?" I asked him, watching Flaky and Cuddles go out of view.
One night and one more time
"Not ever since they had that fight and broke up while you were gone." He explained.
Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great
"That's stupid! I'm going to confront Giggles immediately and try to get their relationship straightened out." And without further discussion, I marched off, my mission clear. To get Giggles and Cuddles back together again.
~~~
He tastes like you only sweeter
I had to try Petunia's house first because it was the closest, and those girls were practically sisters. The skunk had answered the door with bags under her eyes and her spine bent. "Yeah?" "Uh... Is Giggles here at the moment?" I said in a sheepish tone.
One night, yeah and one more time
"The last thing she needs right now is a guy," she sputtered out rudely. "I don't want to date her, I just want a word with her." I told Petunia between gags.
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"Alright, but be careful. If you mention anything about the breakup, she'll get outraged." she muttered, letting me in.
See he tastes like you only sweeter
~~~
Giggles had been pacing around in circles all afternoon, mumbling quiet words under her breath. "H-hey, can I talk to you?" I asked. She jerked to a halt, then glared at me with fire burning in her eyes. "What do you want?" "To help you make up with Cuddles."
Been looking forward to the future
She scrunched up her paws into fists and screamed at me, "Why would I make up with that idiot?! I hate him so much!" "That's not true," I argued, "you like Cuddles. You're just so mad about the fight, you're hiding the fact that you miss him."
But my eyesight is going bad
Giggles calmed down, resting her head in her peach-colored palms. "I miss him dearly," she confessed, "but he's with Flaky now."
And this crystal ball
"Well then, I suppose that you'll just have to change Cuddles' mind, and I'll do Flaky." Her gaze locked with mine and she grinned. "Sounds like a plan to me."
Is always cloudy except for, when you look into the past
~~~
I sat on one of the squeaky metal bleachers, watching the baseball game. Flaky slid across home base, cheering victoriously. I loved that smile. Her team's number increased on the scoreboard. Nutty came up to bat next, uncontrollably laughing as he rose the baseball bat, preparing to swing. Whack! He hit the ball with such great force, it crashed into the scoreboard, sparks flying. I saw a horrid memory flash before my eyes. "No... not now, not here..."
~~~ (Normal POV)
One night, one night stand off
His eyes turned a yellowish-green color. He hopped down the bleachers, mind set for killing the players.
One night and one more time
From the bench, Flaky squinted to see the veteran bear tackle one of her teammates, stuffing a hand grenade down their throat.
Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great
"What the... Flippy?" She raced over to ask him what was going on, until she noticed that he was flipped out. Evil yanked out Cuddles' eyeballs and replaced them with baseballs, easily defeating the rabbit by using the lawn mower that they used to cut the grass on the field to run him over.
He tastes like you only sweeter
While Evil was busy tying Lumpy's organs around the moose's neck, Flaky gathered enough courage to pick up a bat, and shakily come up from behind him. She tried not to hit Flippy too hard, he was still he friend, but enough to snap him back to normal.
One night, yeah, and one more time
He tumbled to the ground, the prickly blood-stained grass rubbing up against his face.
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
~~~ (Flippy's POV)
I stumbled towards her, reaching my paw out. "Please, let me explain..." "Why were you even here in the first place?" she whimpered, looking at me with soft eyes. "I, uh.... wanted to tell you something."
I only think in the form of crunching numbers
"Well then, what is it?" "I... I don't like you dating Cuddles, Flaky." I whispered, blinking back the tears.
In hotel rooms, collecting page 6 lovers
"Oh, so it's your job to tell me who I'm not supposed to date, huh?!" she asked, hands on hips.
I'm a liner away from getting you into the mood
"Then what are you trying to tell me?"
One night and one more time
"I'm just trying to tell you that... I...." I stammered. "You what?"
Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great
"I love you. Before I went on vacation, I was waiting patiently for you to ask me out, but you never did. I was crushed when I came back to hear that you got a boyfriend, Flaky! I'm sorry... All I want is to make things right." I explained.
He tastes like you only sweeter
Her eyes grew wide with shock. "I... don't know what to say, Flippy." she replied, looking away.
One night, yeah, and one more time
"So, what's your answer?" I asked.
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"I'll need to think about it for some time, if that's okay with you." Flaky said, before running out of the stadium.
See he tastes like you only sweeter
~~~
After a week without any feedback, I started to get worried. "She is too nice to tell me no," I figured, when the phone rang, as if on cue.
One more night, and one more time
My heart skipped a beat. It was Flaky calling.
Thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great
I quickly picked it up. "Hello?" I spoke into the receiver. "Hi, Flippy..." He tastes like you only sweeter
"Listen..." she began, but didn't dare to continue. I gulped. She sounded like she felt sympathy for me, which could only mean...
One more night and one more time
"Giggles came over and apologized to Cuddles last night." she told me.
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"So, does that mean...?" "Yup, we're not together anymore." Flaky sighed. I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. "I'm sorry." "It's okay. I was wondering..." "Yes?" "Would you like to go out with me for dinner sometime?"
See he tastes like you only sweeter
"I'd be delighted to."
The end!
There we were, laughing, chatting, holding hands. Her quills poked me went we held each other in an embrace, but I didn't care. Her warmth was worth it. I should of known not to go on vacation. One moment, I'm enjoying the tropical-smelling drinks and the salty water splash against my face in Hawaii. The next, I come home, longing for some affection from her, when HE shows up. That back stabber had been hanging out with her after baseball practice, claiming to be helping her 'work on her aim'. But I know what he was really doing. Controlling her like a puppet, easily changing her mind. He was my friend, who offered up the idea of going on vacation in the first place because he said I was way too stressed. Now... I can barely even stand to look at him. His face makes me gag. He swiped what was closest to me. He won't get away with her that easily...
~~~
I'm gonna make you bend and break
I crawled through the shrubs, snapping twigs and crinkling up leaves from under me. Finally spotting the hot sunlight, I ducked, taking a step out of the bushes. I hid behind a tree, peaking at the couple sitting on the bench.
Say a prayer but let the good times roll
She folded her legs, talking to Cuddles. "Good," I thought, "they don't know I'm here."
In case God doesn't show
Flaky smiled and leaned her head against his furry yellow shoulder. "I'm sure glad I have you." I wasn't sure, but that's with I think she said.
And I want these words to make things right
"Hey Flippy. What are you doing?" I jumped a little, my heart pounding so fast, it could burst. I turned to Handy, who was standing behind me. I put my index finger over my lips. "Shhh." I pointed over to Flaky and Cuddles. He frowned. "Them?" he mouthed. No Handy, I'm just pointing at the bench because I think it looks pretty. I nodded in response, when I noticed movement at the corner of my eye.
But its the wrongs that make the words come to life
The two stood up, then they merrily walked hand-in-hand down the grassy path.
And who does he think he is?
"Oh, I get it." Handy said with a smirk. "You're just jealous." "She was on the verge to asking me out, when he came into the picture!" I exclaimed silently.
If that's the worst you've got you better put your fingers back to the keys
"And that's why you're spying on them? I don't really understand your motive." "Just look at them! It's not right... Where's Giggles in all of this? Isn't she his girlfriend?" I asked him, watching Flaky and Cuddles go out of view.
One night and one more time
"Not ever since they had that fight and broke up while you were gone." He explained.
Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great
"That's stupid! I'm going to confront Giggles immediately and try to get their relationship straightened out." And without further discussion, I marched off, my mission clear. To get Giggles and Cuddles back together again.
~~~
He tastes like you only sweeter
I had to try Petunia's house first because it was the closest, and those girls were practically sisters. The skunk had answered the door with bags under her eyes and her spine bent. "Yeah?" "Uh... Is Giggles here at the moment?" I said in a sheepish tone.
One night, yeah and one more time
"The last thing she needs right now is a guy," she sputtered out rudely. "I don't want to date her, I just want a word with her." I told Petunia between gags.
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"Alright, but be careful. If you mention anything about the breakup, she'll get outraged." she muttered, letting me in.
See he tastes like you only sweeter
~~~
Giggles had been pacing around in circles all afternoon, mumbling quiet words under her breath. "H-hey, can I talk to you?" I asked. She jerked to a halt, then glared at me with fire burning in her eyes. "What do you want?" "To help you make up with Cuddles."
Been looking forward to the future
She scrunched up her paws into fists and screamed at me, "Why would I make up with that idiot?! I hate him so much!" "That's not true," I argued, "you like Cuddles. You're just so mad about the fight, you're hiding the fact that you miss him."
But my eyesight is going bad
Giggles calmed down, resting her head in her peach-colored palms. "I miss him dearly," she confessed, "but he's with Flaky now."
And this crystal ball
"Well then, I suppose that you'll just have to change Cuddles' mind, and I'll do Flaky." Her gaze locked with mine and she grinned. "Sounds like a plan to me."
Is always cloudy except for, when you look into the past
~~~
I sat on one of the squeaky metal bleachers, watching the baseball game. Flaky slid across home base, cheering victoriously. I loved that smile. Her team's number increased on the scoreboard. Nutty came up to bat next, uncontrollably laughing as he rose the baseball bat, preparing to swing. Whack! He hit the ball with such great force, it crashed into the scoreboard, sparks flying. I saw a horrid memory flash before my eyes. "No... not now, not here..."
~~~ (Normal POV)
One night, one night stand off
His eyes turned a yellowish-green color. He hopped down the bleachers, mind set for killing the players.
One night and one more time
From the bench, Flaky squinted to see the veteran bear tackle one of her teammates, stuffing a hand grenade down their throat.
Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great
"What the... Flippy?" She raced over to ask him what was going on, until she noticed that he was flipped out. Evil yanked out Cuddles' eyeballs and replaced them with baseballs, easily defeating the rabbit by using the lawn mower that they used to cut the grass on the field to run him over.
He tastes like you only sweeter
While Evil was busy tying Lumpy's organs around the moose's neck, Flaky gathered enough courage to pick up a bat, and shakily come up from behind him. She tried not to hit Flippy too hard, he was still he friend, but enough to snap him back to normal.
One night, yeah, and one more time
He tumbled to the ground, the prickly blood-stained grass rubbing up against his face.
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
~~~ (Flippy's POV)
I stumbled towards her, reaching my paw out. "Please, let me explain..." "Why were you even here in the first place?" she whimpered, looking at me with soft eyes. "I, uh.... wanted to tell you something."
I only think in the form of crunching numbers
"Well then, what is it?" "I... I don't like you dating Cuddles, Flaky." I whispered, blinking back the tears.
In hotel rooms, collecting page 6 lovers
"Oh, so it's your job to tell me who I'm not supposed to date, huh?!" she asked, hands on hips.
I'm a liner away from getting you into the mood
"Then what are you trying to tell me?"
One night and one more time
"I'm just trying to tell you that... I...." I stammered. "You what?"
Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great
"I love you. Before I went on vacation, I was waiting patiently for you to ask me out, but you never did. I was crushed when I came back to hear that you got a boyfriend, Flaky! I'm sorry... All I want is to make things right." I explained.
He tastes like you only sweeter
Her eyes grew wide with shock. "I... don't know what to say, Flippy." she replied, looking away.
One night, yeah, and one more time
"So, what's your answer?" I asked.
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"I'll need to think about it for some time, if that's okay with you." Flaky said, before running out of the stadium.
See he tastes like you only sweeter
~~~
After a week without any feedback, I started to get worried. "She is too nice to tell me no," I figured, when the phone rang, as if on cue.
One more night, and one more time
My heart skipped a beat. It was Flaky calling.
Thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great
I quickly picked it up. "Hello?" I spoke into the receiver. "Hi, Flippy..." He tastes like you only sweeter
"Listen..." she began, but didn't dare to continue. I gulped. She sounded like she felt sympathy for me, which could only mean...
One more night and one more time
"Giggles came over and apologized to Cuddles last night." she told me.
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"So, does that mean...?" "Yup, we're not together anymore." Flaky sighed. I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. "I'm sorry." "It's okay. I was wondering..." "Yes?" "Would you like to go out with me for dinner sometime?"
See he tastes like you only sweeter
"I'd be delighted to."
The end!
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Saturday, October 9, 2010
HTF- The ferret song
Ha ha, I found this while watching one of Jason Steele's works, "Happy ferrets". Of course, me thinking it was a little kid show, clicked it out of curiosity. I thought it was strange since I've never seen it before on Nick Jr. or Playhouse Disney. I laughed a little, but when it got to "the screams of a man in pain", I was flipping out, saying "Holy cow! This isn't a kids show!"
I wanted to hear Flippy's voice, found out that he doesn't really talk (only gibberish), and stopped watching for a while...
I wanted to hear Flippy's voice, found out that he doesn't really talk (only gibberish), and stopped watching for a while...
Ah, memories...
This was the first episode I ever saw of Happy tree friends. I was actually excited about it since I was watching an AMV for the ferret song, when a certain green bear caught my eye. I found out what his name was, saw some fan art dedicated to him, then right before I went to school, I watched this. I was shocked to see all of the gore, though. It really scared me, which drove me away from it for a couple of months. But then, I heard the writers of HTF were making Sonic now... ;)
The haunting spirit ch 4
Chapter 4: Rescued?
The car door clicked open. He rubbed the blue and purple bruises on his head, stumbling out. His truck was wrecked in the front, headlights dangling out of their places, shattered windows, and Flaky was nowhere to be seen. A twitching orange leg stuck out from under one of the wheels, drenched in red. Flippy sweat-dropped. "Eh, sorry Handy." Flaky, reappearing, spun him around. "So," she said, "how are you doing?" He scowled at her. "You made me loose control of my car, crash into a building, and kill somebody. You think I'm happy?!" he asked. She opened her mouth to answer, but was interrupted by a loud crackling sound, then the walls started to cave in. "It's coming down!" Flippy exclaimed, getting prepared to sprint away. She came so close to him that he could see the glow reflecting off of her fur. "Grab onto me." She instructed, holding her arms out. "OK, if it gets us out of here!" He wrapped his arms around her, blushing a ruby color because his face was rubbing up against her chest. They both turned transparent, then she brought him under, through the floor. Flippy couldn't feel anything but the warm embrace of Flaky. The next thing he knew, they flew out of the soil-packed ground. He let go, gasping for air. "I'm visible again," he thought, looking up at her. He saw a small smile form across her lips. "Are you alright?" She threw out a hand, but he just continued gaping at her. "You... you saved me..." he coughed. "I couldn't let you die," Flaky told him. Flippy stared in awe. Finally, he reached out his arm and held her paw in his grasp. "Thank-you." She grinned sheepishly. "Really, it was no problem."
~~~
Moonlight shimmered through the blinds, dancing on the thin floorboards. He twisted and squirmed in his sleep. Why didn't he flip out during the time that the building had crashed down? Why wasn't Evil lingering around in his thoughts anymore? He heard faint screaming ringing in his ears. It sounded like a mixture of male and female voices, very familiar, then... an explosion. "I'm sorry," the female voice sobbed. "I... I need to kill you. His brain is merged with mine... I think what he thinks. I feel his exact emotions. Please, understand this; I love you, and I would never, ever think of hurting you, no matter what you do to me. But, he will posses me, and I will have no choice." she explained, crying again. "I'm just so sorry..." "I don't care about your little girlfriend anymore," the male voice growled, "I want you."
~~~
A queasy feeling rose up in his throat the next morning. He stayed in bed for at least 5 hours more. A figure slid through the wall and giggled. "Did I scare ya?" Flaky asked. Flippy sighed, too sick to respond. This came to her attention. She glided over, climbing up on top of him. "What's wrong?" Her expression saddened. "Flaky... you would never keep anything from me, would you?" He tilted his head forward, his eyes meeting hers. She nervously curled up her fingers. "Of course not..." "That's really good to know." He started acting better, lifting himself up and exiting his bedroom. He glanced back at her. "You coming?" "I-I'll be with you in a second." "Okay." He closed the door behind him. She looked down in guilt. "He's catching onto me," she thought.
The car door clicked open. He rubbed the blue and purple bruises on his head, stumbling out. His truck was wrecked in the front, headlights dangling out of their places, shattered windows, and Flaky was nowhere to be seen. A twitching orange leg stuck out from under one of the wheels, drenched in red. Flippy sweat-dropped. "Eh, sorry Handy." Flaky, reappearing, spun him around. "So," she said, "how are you doing?" He scowled at her. "You made me loose control of my car, crash into a building, and kill somebody. You think I'm happy?!" he asked. She opened her mouth to answer, but was interrupted by a loud crackling sound, then the walls started to cave in. "It's coming down!" Flippy exclaimed, getting prepared to sprint away. She came so close to him that he could see the glow reflecting off of her fur. "Grab onto me." She instructed, holding her arms out. "OK, if it gets us out of here!" He wrapped his arms around her, blushing a ruby color because his face was rubbing up against her chest. They both turned transparent, then she brought him under, through the floor. Flippy couldn't feel anything but the warm embrace of Flaky. The next thing he knew, they flew out of the soil-packed ground. He let go, gasping for air. "I'm visible again," he thought, looking up at her. He saw a small smile form across her lips. "Are you alright?" She threw out a hand, but he just continued gaping at her. "You... you saved me..." he coughed. "I couldn't let you die," Flaky told him. Flippy stared in awe. Finally, he reached out his arm and held her paw in his grasp. "Thank-you." She grinned sheepishly. "Really, it was no problem."
~~~
Moonlight shimmered through the blinds, dancing on the thin floorboards. He twisted and squirmed in his sleep. Why didn't he flip out during the time that the building had crashed down? Why wasn't Evil lingering around in his thoughts anymore? He heard faint screaming ringing in his ears. It sounded like a mixture of male and female voices, very familiar, then... an explosion. "I'm sorry," the female voice sobbed. "I... I need to kill you. His brain is merged with mine... I think what he thinks. I feel his exact emotions. Please, understand this; I love you, and I would never, ever think of hurting you, no matter what you do to me. But, he will posses me, and I will have no choice." she explained, crying again. "I'm just so sorry..." "I don't care about your little girlfriend anymore," the male voice growled, "I want you."
~~~
A queasy feeling rose up in his throat the next morning. He stayed in bed for at least 5 hours more. A figure slid through the wall and giggled. "Did I scare ya?" Flaky asked. Flippy sighed, too sick to respond. This came to her attention. She glided over, climbing up on top of him. "What's wrong?" Her expression saddened. "Flaky... you would never keep anything from me, would you?" He tilted his head forward, his eyes meeting hers. She nervously curled up her fingers. "Of course not..." "That's really good to know." He started acting better, lifting himself up and exiting his bedroom. He glanced back at her. "You coming?" "I-I'll be with you in a second." "Okay." He closed the door behind him. She looked down in guilt. "He's catching onto me," she thought.
Friday, October 8, 2010
SO BEAUTIFUL!
"Flippy is an artist. He inspires us all. He just uses some tools to create his masterpiece. He loves painting his favorite color on the wall; Red."
*Claps* That Youtbe comment made my day less crappy :3
*Claps* That Youtbe comment made my day less crappy :3
Monday, October 4, 2010
Sunday, October 3, 2010
The haunting spirit ch 3
Chapter 3:
Her explanations
"Nyyyyaah!" She pinned him down, beating him through every punch. "And this is for what happened at the Christmas party! (don't even ask)" she yelled, slapping him hard in the face. "And... this is for-" "Knock it off already!" he told her. "Besides, you have an advantage. You can touch me, I can't touch you. How is that fair?" She let him up. "You made me suffer all of those times you flipped out. It's your turn, now!" Her eyes flared a light-green color. "Yes... yes... you will die this time!" she choked between laughter. "I'm not the one who killed you." he said, catching her attention. "What?! Of course you are!" Flaky argued, looking confused for a split second. "No, I'm not. That would be Fliqpy... you know, Evil?" Flippy explained. She reconsidered this. "Alright, I'll back down... for now." Blinking, her eyes turned back to pac-man form. "How did I flip out this time?" he asked softly. Her stare went to the floor. "You know that game where you press a plastic dome that had dice inside to roll?" He nodded in response. "We didn't know that it would make such a loud popping noise... When we saw your pupils changing, we decided that we would hide. You found us, though." Flaky replied, despair ringing in her tone. Suddenly, it became quiet. "...Why are you here?" Flippy asked, breaking the silence. She blew the quills out of her face. "To make sure that a lesson gets through to you," Flaky answered. "What are you, my mom? I don't need this..." he trailed off, when he got a cold glare from her. "In the end, you'll learn..." she told him. "Pfft, whatever." "You're lucky, you know that? If you weren't so freaking cute, I would have been gutting you like a fish by now," Flaky said sheepishly. "I always had a feeling that you were a fan girl." She lightly smacked him in the ribs. "But don't think that this is the last of me." And with that, she vanished into thin air, leaving Flippy all alone.
~~~
That old quote she knew... "Violence is never the answer". It always seemed like the correct answer for Flippy. She envied how he never died. How he never gets murdered. Something deep inside was urging her to the plan... as in, gaining his trust, and when he puts his guard down- BAM! She would strike, giving him a taste of his own medicine. "It seems so wrong... I don't want to hurt him. He's one of my best friends, and maybe even my-" "If he really liked you, why is he doing all of this? Do you enjoy being tortured to death?" "Well, no... but..." "But what?" The two sides of her mind conflicted. "He can't help it." "Fine, then. Let him get away with it for the billionth time, why don't you? Just remember this... He caused you all of this grief, even if he didn't mean to. If only one spark of homicidal revenge doesn't teach him a lesson, then I don't know what will."
~~~
Odd enough, Flippy found his old truck parked outside. He drove away as fast as he could. He'd never want to go back into that nut house again. He pressed the breaks at a stoplight. "That was... strange. What if she really does come back?" He thought, noticing that the light has turned green again. His foot stomping on the gas pedal, a head poked through the windshield. "Hiya!" Flaky greeted. Flippy screamed, the steering wheel spinning out of control. The truck swerved off the street and crashed into a brick building.
Her explanations
"Nyyyyaah!" She pinned him down, beating him through every punch. "And this is for what happened at the Christmas party! (don't even ask)" she yelled, slapping him hard in the face. "And... this is for-" "Knock it off already!" he told her. "Besides, you have an advantage. You can touch me, I can't touch you. How is that fair?" She let him up. "You made me suffer all of those times you flipped out. It's your turn, now!" Her eyes flared a light-green color. "Yes... yes... you will die this time!" she choked between laughter. "I'm not the one who killed you." he said, catching her attention. "What?! Of course you are!" Flaky argued, looking confused for a split second. "No, I'm not. That would be Fliqpy... you know, Evil?" Flippy explained. She reconsidered this. "Alright, I'll back down... for now." Blinking, her eyes turned back to pac-man form. "How did I flip out this time?" he asked softly. Her stare went to the floor. "You know that game where you press a plastic dome that had dice inside to roll?" He nodded in response. "We didn't know that it would make such a loud popping noise... When we saw your pupils changing, we decided that we would hide. You found us, though." Flaky replied, despair ringing in her tone. Suddenly, it became quiet. "...Why are you here?" Flippy asked, breaking the silence. She blew the quills out of her face. "To make sure that a lesson gets through to you," Flaky answered. "What are you, my mom? I don't need this..." he trailed off, when he got a cold glare from her. "In the end, you'll learn..." she told him. "Pfft, whatever." "You're lucky, you know that? If you weren't so freaking cute, I would have been gutting you like a fish by now," Flaky said sheepishly. "I always had a feeling that you were a fan girl." She lightly smacked him in the ribs. "But don't think that this is the last of me." And with that, she vanished into thin air, leaving Flippy all alone.
~~~
That old quote she knew... "Violence is never the answer". It always seemed like the correct answer for Flippy. She envied how he never died. How he never gets murdered. Something deep inside was urging her to the plan... as in, gaining his trust, and when he puts his guard down- BAM! She would strike, giving him a taste of his own medicine. "It seems so wrong... I don't want to hurt him. He's one of my best friends, and maybe even my-" "If he really liked you, why is he doing all of this? Do you enjoy being tortured to death?" "Well, no... but..." "But what?" The two sides of her mind conflicted. "He can't help it." "Fine, then. Let him get away with it for the billionth time, why don't you? Just remember this... He caused you all of this grief, even if he didn't mean to. If only one spark of homicidal revenge doesn't teach him a lesson, then I don't know what will."
~~~
Odd enough, Flippy found his old truck parked outside. He drove away as fast as he could. He'd never want to go back into that nut house again. He pressed the breaks at a stoplight. "That was... strange. What if she really does come back?" He thought, noticing that the light has turned green again. His foot stomping on the gas pedal, a head poked through the windshield. "Hiya!" Flaky greeted. Flippy screamed, the steering wheel spinning out of control. The truck swerved off the street and crashed into a brick building.
Cuddles- Let it rock
Cuddles is one of my favorite HTFs (I really don't know why xDDD)
3:08- My favorite face ever... :3
0:49 Yeah, that face too
2:19 The first creation of Happy tree friends ever. :D
3:08- My favorite face ever... :3
0:49 Yeah, that face too
2:19 The first creation of Happy tree friends ever. :D
Saturday, October 2, 2010
The haunting spirit ch 2
Chapter 2: Meeting the dead
Everything had been a blur. One moment, he had been playing cheesy boardgames with his friends, bu the next... the world went black. Woozily, he staggered up to a wall. It was clean and crisp... He gained his balance and observed his surroundings. Stubbly carpet floor under his feet, the room he was trapped in was only about 7 by 7 ft. No doors. No windows. No hope of ever escaping, either. "Hello?" A cold thought of isolation entered his brain. He tried again. "Where am I?" Icy hands grabbed onto his ankles and dragged him through the floor. He strained himself trying to latch on to something, or even sinking his nails into the carpet. But alas, he slipped through the ground, falling to his possible doom.
~~~
It was the place he remembered last... except with all the broken furniture, shards of glass, and blood everywhere. He heard a "Drip, drop." sound. Lifting his head up, he saw the pool of blood, dripping from the ceiling. That's when he noticed the scattered body parts and decaying corpses lying around. Flippy bit his lip. "I did this," he said softly, taking off his army beret, in respect for his dead buddies. "You sure did," A smooth voice rang. "What?" He turned around. No one was there. "Hmph..." He put his hat back on, heading for the door. "Where do you think you're going, mister?" It called out again. He gave the door a stern look. "Who said that?!" No response. He scowled, back facing the door. "Answer me!" Flippy yelled at the ground. Someone tapped him on the shoulder. He looked behind him and glared, only to have his expression change to fear. "Boo." The girl had a pale tint added to her skin, making her seem like she wasn't even real. "AHHH!" He yelped, backing away. She giggled. "Calm down, it's me." Flippy gave her a puzzled stare. But then it grew compassionate. "Oh... it's just you, Flaky." he said, with a sigh of relief. "Uh... what's with all the makeup?" She frowned. "I'm not wearing makeup." Smoothing out her ruffled gown, Flaky took a deep breath. "Yeah right... like your skin went that color overnight?!" "It did when you killed me," she mumbled. "And... the angel costume? Halloween must of came early this year." He teased, smirking. "What? No, you don't-" "And the halo? Is that seriously necessary?" Flippy asked her. "Will you just shut up for a second and let me explain?" She snapped, gritting her teeth. "I am dead." she told him. "How can you be dead if I'm talking to you right now, huh?" "No, you twit. I'm a ghost." She hissed at him. "Ha ha, right. That's a good one, Flaky." Flippy intended to pat her back, but his paw went right through her body. He gazed at her with wide eyes. "I....I...." He pulled out a weapon from his pocket. "I have a knife! S-stay away!" Flippy warned her. She grinned. "Go ahead, tough-guy. Stab me." Doing as she said, he slashed the knife through her face, only to watch it heal in a flash. "You can't hurt me now..." Flaky said, taking a step forward, "but I can certainly hurt you." He gulped. "This won't be fun..."
Everything had been a blur. One moment, he had been playing cheesy boardgames with his friends, bu the next... the world went black. Woozily, he staggered up to a wall. It was clean and crisp... He gained his balance and observed his surroundings. Stubbly carpet floor under his feet, the room he was trapped in was only about 7 by 7 ft. No doors. No windows. No hope of ever escaping, either. "Hello?" A cold thought of isolation entered his brain. He tried again. "Where am I?" Icy hands grabbed onto his ankles and dragged him through the floor. He strained himself trying to latch on to something, or even sinking his nails into the carpet. But alas, he slipped through the ground, falling to his possible doom.
~~~
It was the place he remembered last... except with all the broken furniture, shards of glass, and blood everywhere. He heard a "Drip, drop." sound. Lifting his head up, he saw the pool of blood, dripping from the ceiling. That's when he noticed the scattered body parts and decaying corpses lying around. Flippy bit his lip. "I did this," he said softly, taking off his army beret, in respect for his dead buddies. "You sure did," A smooth voice rang. "What?" He turned around. No one was there. "Hmph..." He put his hat back on, heading for the door. "Where do you think you're going, mister?" It called out again. He gave the door a stern look. "Who said that?!" No response. He scowled, back facing the door. "Answer me!" Flippy yelled at the ground. Someone tapped him on the shoulder. He looked behind him and glared, only to have his expression change to fear. "Boo." The girl had a pale tint added to her skin, making her seem like she wasn't even real. "AHHH!" He yelped, backing away. She giggled. "Calm down, it's me." Flippy gave her a puzzled stare. But then it grew compassionate. "Oh... it's just you, Flaky." he said, with a sigh of relief. "Uh... what's with all the makeup?" She frowned. "I'm not wearing makeup." Smoothing out her ruffled gown, Flaky took a deep breath. "Yeah right... like your skin went that color overnight?!" "It did when you killed me," she mumbled. "And... the angel costume? Halloween must of came early this year." He teased, smirking. "What? No, you don't-" "And the halo? Is that seriously necessary?" Flippy asked her. "Will you just shut up for a second and let me explain?" She snapped, gritting her teeth. "I am dead." she told him. "How can you be dead if I'm talking to you right now, huh?" "No, you twit. I'm a ghost." She hissed at him. "Ha ha, right. That's a good one, Flaky." Flippy intended to pat her back, but his paw went right through her body. He gazed at her with wide eyes. "I....I...." He pulled out a weapon from his pocket. "I have a knife! S-stay away!" Flippy warned her. She grinned. "Go ahead, tough-guy. Stab me." Doing as she said, he slashed the knife through her face, only to watch it heal in a flash. "You can't hurt me now..." Flaky said, taking a step forward, "but I can certainly hurt you." He gulped. "This won't be fun..."
Friday, October 1, 2010
The haunting spirit ch 1
Chapter 1:
Coming out of the shadows
She violently shook as she was crouching behind a broken splintery chair, her teeth chattering. "Shh!" Her chipmunk friend said, putting a hand over her mouth. "He won't find us if we don't make any noise!" Giggles whispered, patting the nerve-wracked porcupine on the back gently. "HEEELP!" A shriek echoed, bouncing off the blood-stained walls. Flaky sighed. "He got Petunia." She shuddered, imagining the unbearable torture that the midnight blue skunk had to be facing. A yellow body flew with a splat onto the wall before them. "Cuddles... no...!" Giggles whimpered, using a fuzzy paw to wipe away a tear that was beginning to roll down her peach-colored cheek. Flaky looked at her with soft eyes. "I-I'm sorry that it had to come to this..." She said with a huge lump in her throat. Giggles' expression turned strict. "We need to get out of here, now." "Thanks for stating the obvious." They might be the only survivors left... Putting her fat ribbon bow back in her fur, she peeked her head out and scanned the room. "I'm pretty sure that the coast is clear," she alerted Flaky, rising up. "How can you be so sure?!" "I'm not, but are we gonna waste our time hiding like cowards?" "If that means staying alive, then yes!" Flaky protested, crossing her arms defiantly. "We won't live for much longer if we don't take action now." Giggles eyed the door. "That's the exit!" she exclaimed, jumping towards what she believed was freedom. "Wait, it's a trap!" Flaky shouted, when she caught a glimpse of the yellow eyes from the shadows, peering at her. She was completely terrified when the lights clicked off. She heard a shattering sound, then something heavy dropping to the white-tiled floor. Chandelier flickering back on, Giggles laid in the puddle of warm blood that was oozing out of her skull. Flaky pushed herself against a wall. "And I'm next..." she thought.
~~~
Her breathing was slow and steady. Her hands were all clammed up, but she barely took notice. The September winds outside were mighty, ripping the death leaves off of trees and carrying them far, far away... The door slammed. Her heart nearly leaped out of her chest, pressing hard against the ribcage. A beeping sound... a timer, perhaps? She bobbed her head to the right. A digital clock attached with colored wires to sticks of dynamite? "A homemade bomb... how original," Flaky thought sarcastically.
~~~
The bomb fumbled in her paws. Thoughts raced through her head on how to deactivate it all at once; "Disconnect the blue wire!" "No, cut the red, instead." "That's not right... just pull the yellow wire out of its freaking socket!" Voices seemed to be screaming at her. "What do I do???" Flaky asked herself repeatedly. "If Flippy were here," her mind reminded. "He would give you instructions on how to get through this." She kicked her own leg. "Don't be ridiculous, he got me tangled up in this mess in the first place!" she said in a snarly tone. "Who?" someone from behind asked. The bomb slipped out of Flaky's hands and she spun around, coming eye-to-eye with Flippy. "H-how did you-" "Is that what I think it is?" He leaned down and picked up the explosive device in his firm grasp. "Yeah! Can you please stop the clock from counting down, please?" she begged. He barred his teeth in a smile. "Why, I'll stop it alright..." With a sudden jerk, he shoved the bomb right through her chest. His eyes glistened with hate, now. "Oh no!" She fell to her knees, her head throbbing. Not only did the hole in her chest sting like crazy, but soon enough, she would be blown to smithereens. "See ya!" Evil snickered, trailing out of the building. Flaky moaned in pain. "Why... does this have to hurt? Not just the dying, but the thought of someone I love... murdering me?" She asked, during the final rings. 5...4...3...2...1... "Boom!"
Coming out of the shadows
She violently shook as she was crouching behind a broken splintery chair, her teeth chattering. "Shh!" Her chipmunk friend said, putting a hand over her mouth. "He won't find us if we don't make any noise!" Giggles whispered, patting the nerve-wracked porcupine on the back gently. "HEEELP!" A shriek echoed, bouncing off the blood-stained walls. Flaky sighed. "He got Petunia." She shuddered, imagining the unbearable torture that the midnight blue skunk had to be facing. A yellow body flew with a splat onto the wall before them. "Cuddles... no...!" Giggles whimpered, using a fuzzy paw to wipe away a tear that was beginning to roll down her peach-colored cheek. Flaky looked at her with soft eyes. "I-I'm sorry that it had to come to this..." She said with a huge lump in her throat. Giggles' expression turned strict. "We need to get out of here, now." "Thanks for stating the obvious." They might be the only survivors left... Putting her fat ribbon bow back in her fur, she peeked her head out and scanned the room. "I'm pretty sure that the coast is clear," she alerted Flaky, rising up. "How can you be so sure?!" "I'm not, but are we gonna waste our time hiding like cowards?" "If that means staying alive, then yes!" Flaky protested, crossing her arms defiantly. "We won't live for much longer if we don't take action now." Giggles eyed the door. "That's the exit!" she exclaimed, jumping towards what she believed was freedom. "Wait, it's a trap!" Flaky shouted, when she caught a glimpse of the yellow eyes from the shadows, peering at her. She was completely terrified when the lights clicked off. She heard a shattering sound, then something heavy dropping to the white-tiled floor. Chandelier flickering back on, Giggles laid in the puddle of warm blood that was oozing out of her skull. Flaky pushed herself against a wall. "And I'm next..." she thought.
~~~
Her breathing was slow and steady. Her hands were all clammed up, but she barely took notice. The September winds outside were mighty, ripping the death leaves off of trees and carrying them far, far away... The door slammed. Her heart nearly leaped out of her chest, pressing hard against the ribcage. A beeping sound... a timer, perhaps? She bobbed her head to the right. A digital clock attached with colored wires to sticks of dynamite? "A homemade bomb... how original," Flaky thought sarcastically.
~~~
The bomb fumbled in her paws. Thoughts raced through her head on how to deactivate it all at once; "Disconnect the blue wire!" "No, cut the red, instead." "That's not right... just pull the yellow wire out of its freaking socket!" Voices seemed to be screaming at her. "What do I do???" Flaky asked herself repeatedly. "If Flippy were here," her mind reminded. "He would give you instructions on how to get through this." She kicked her own leg. "Don't be ridiculous, he got me tangled up in this mess in the first place!" she said in a snarly tone. "Who?" someone from behind asked. The bomb slipped out of Flaky's hands and she spun around, coming eye-to-eye with Flippy. "H-how did you-" "Is that what I think it is?" He leaned down and picked up the explosive device in his firm grasp. "Yeah! Can you please stop the clock from counting down, please?" she begged. He barred his teeth in a smile. "Why, I'll stop it alright..." With a sudden jerk, he shoved the bomb right through her chest. His eyes glistened with hate, now. "Oh no!" She fell to her knees, her head throbbing. Not only did the hole in her chest sting like crazy, but soon enough, she would be blown to smithereens. "See ya!" Evil snickered, trailing out of the building. Flaky moaned in pain. "Why... does this have to hurt? Not just the dying, but the thought of someone I love... murdering me?" She asked, during the final rings. 5...4...3...2...1... "Boom!"
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