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Post by Weasel Freak on Jul 31, 2008 14:59:29 GMT -5
I might post the next chapter tomarrow. I know what to write I'm just too lazy to! LOLz
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Post by Just Plain Rydell on Aug 1, 2008 14:06:17 GMT -5
TOMORROW IS TODAY!
Story. Post. NOW.
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Post by Weasel Freak on Aug 1, 2008 14:46:14 GMT -5
I'm not posting if you tell me to. Now you have to wait till monday. Everybody thank Kurumi-Chan for that.
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Post by The Unknown on Aug 1, 2008 14:55:28 GMT -5
I'm not posting if you tell me to. Now you have to wait till monday. Everybody thank Kurumi-Chan for that. *laughing* That was the best comment I have ever read.
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Post by Eternity on Aug 1, 2008 15:01:33 GMT -5
I'm not posting if you tell me to. Now you have to wait till monday. Everybody thank Kurumi-Chan for that. *laughing* That was the best comment I have ever read. No! That's the worst comment I've ever read! How can you say that?
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Post by The Unknown on Aug 1, 2008 15:13:05 GMT -5
*laughing* That was the best comment I have ever read. No! That's the worst comment I've ever read! How can you say that? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so vague. I just found it amusing how Weasel Freak wrote it. I've never seen anyone reply to a fic demand like that before. Take your time, Weasel Freak. I'll be patient.
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Post by Weasel Freak on Aug 1, 2008 15:49:11 GMT -5
Eddie glided through the streets of L.A., sun already setting. Posters of the Weasels were stapled to almost every lampost, tree, and even an occasional bench. One flew by Eddie’s legs and landed a few feet away. He leaned over and picked it up. A black-and-white nighttime picture of the weasels was below the bold, enlarged words “Toons’ Five Most Wanted.” The picture was of the side of Smart Guy’s shoulders, neck and head, eyes on ‘us’ (The camera). He was in a ‘sneaking’ position. Greasy was to the left of him, in the background. His back was to ‘us’ but he was looking over his shoulder, staring at ‘us.’ Psycho was between Smart Guy and Greasy and also in the background, but he was a little closer. His head was half-turned to the camera, his razor in his mouth, and he was also looking at ‘us.’ Wheezy was exhaling smoke, to the right of Smart Guy. His eyes were closed, and Valiant assumed that he had blinked. Stupid seemed to have fallen sideways on some cardboard boxes. His eyes were wide and his mouth was open. Underneath the photo was some typing:
“Wanted: Smart Guy the Weasel; Greasy the Weasel; Wheezy the Weasel; Psycho the Weasel; Stupid the Weasel; Wanted for lethal plan, murder, assault with a silly weapon, illegal weaponry” he read. Eddie finally got to his apartment building. He threw the paper into a nearby trashcan and entered the building. Eddie walked up to his door, pulled out his keys, and stuck them in the keyhole. He heard a ‘click’ after a moment and tried opening the door. It wouldn’t budge.
“Whaaat?” Eddie pondered out loud.
He tried to unlock it again. Another ‘click.’ The door opened. Eddie walked inside, only to find Jessica sitting on his bed. She got up and walked over to him.
“Mister Valliant. I am so worried about my husband.”
“Of course.” Eddie walked over to his desk and opened a beer bottle. He picked up a clean glass and started pouring. “But ain’t you supposed ta wait outside of my office if ya need ta talk ta me?”
“I’m sorry about that,” Jessica continued, “But this is very important.”
“If ya want me ta find Roger for ya,” Eddie said, “I’m already on the case.”
“I can’t thank you enough, Mr. Valliant."
“Uh, don’t mention it.” Eddie figured that since he was going to get the weasels, he might as well be saving Roger’s butt also. Eddie gulped down his beer. He then grabbed a map, some more beer and some clothes.
“Well, might as well get going.” Eddie said.
“There is something else,” Jessica said. She handed Eddie a sheet of yellowed paper. Eddie unfolded it. It was another map of some sort.
“The weasels left this behind at the bar. I found it by the entrance. One of them must’ve dropped it.”
“What is it?”
“Directions to Doom’s old secret base. I have a feeling that’s where they’re taking my darling Roger.”
“Huh. Thanks.” Eddie stuffed it in his pocket. He started to the exit, along with Jessica.
“Good luck Eddie,” she said as they stepped outside and Eddie headed toward his car.
“Thanks,” he said as he started the engine. He pulled out and off he went.
PS I find it hilarious that Eternity was getting hysterical went I posted that other comment. LOLz
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Post by Weasel Freak on Aug 1, 2008 15:49:54 GMT -5
I forgive you this time, Kurumi. But if you try that again... I will seriously STOP THIS FIC. Got it memorized?
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Post by Eternity on Aug 1, 2008 20:36:35 GMT -5
Well, now we know where the weasels are taking Roger.
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Post by Just Plain Rydell on Aug 2, 2008 14:09:41 GMT -5
I forgive you this time, Kurumi. But if you try that again... I will seriously STOP THIS FIC. Got it memorized? Just so you know, a person who stopped herself from committing suicide doesn't really need that... But anyway, me resbala, you hear? ...And the chapter was short but good. Anyway, I really don't care. And I don't need stupid apology or pity comments either.
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Post by Weasel Freak on Aug 3, 2008 17:05:31 GMT -5
I forgive you this time, Kurumi. But if you try that again... I will seriously STOP THIS FIC. Got it memorized? Just so you know, a person who stopped herself from committing suicide doesn't really need that... But anyway, me resbala, you hear? ...And the chapter was short but good. Anyway, I really don't care. And I don't need stupid apology or pity comments either. Hmmph. I was like that a few years ago. I don't take pity on you, don't worry. And I STILL don't speak Spanish. I'm just gonna guess 'Resbala' means 'Rehab Center' or something.
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Post by Larissa Gaines. (: on Aug 3, 2008 17:49:24 GMT -5
lol
very good so far!!! srry i havent posted...
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Post by Just Plain Rydell on Aug 4, 2008 9:11:23 GMT -5
Just so you know, a person who stopped herself from committing suicide doesn't really need that... But anyway, me resbala, you hear? ...And the chapter was short but good. Anyway, I really don't care. And I don't need stupid apology or pity comments either. Hmmph. I was like that a few years ago. I don't take pity on you, don't worry. And I STILL don't speak Spanish. I'm just gonna guess 'Resbala' means 'Rehab Center' or something. Thanks. I don´t need them. And anyway, when I really do die, I won´t miss you. It means I could care less.
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Post by Weasel Freak on Aug 4, 2008 17:06:59 GMT -5
Okay, I couldn't help it. I added something to the last chapter with the weasels. It popped up in my head and then I realized that it would go perfectly in the chapter. It wouldn't go in the next chapter, because the next chapter is a little more serious/dramatic. Sorry for being such a B-word!
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Post by Eternity on Aug 4, 2008 18:26:39 GMT -5
Lol, good one! It kinda reminds me of a scene in Big Fat Liar when the kids have completely rewired the bad guy's car and everything goes nuts! lol!
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