Tears of an Angel

[psychoangel51402]

Okay, here it is, a portion of that fanfic I keep talking about! Since this is almost the end (the beginning and middle aren't finished yet *^_^*) I'll fill ya in on what's happened. Dizzy, my fan character, is a female weasel from Brooklyn. She was a member of the Toon Patrol (and Smart Guy’s sweetheart), but she died in 1945 when she was tricked into laughing herself to death by a gang of rats, enemies of the Toon Patrol. She went to Toon Heaven and was assigned a job as a gardener to keep her out of trouble, but she misses the life she had with her fellow weasels…

[psychoangel51402]

Chapter 1
I sighed an’ wiped my brow with the back of my paw before puttin’ the last little seedling in its place. after pattin’ the cloud down ‘round its roots, I picked up the waterin’ can sittin’ next ta me an’ gave my new little buddy a drink. Then I set the waterin’ can down an’ parted the clouds ta see who would get an untimely shower when the excess water drained through. A huge poofy Persian cat Toon was passin’ underneath. She wore a huge dark brown fur coat an’ a matchin’ hat with the biggest brim I’d ever seen an’ huge white ostrich feathers in the band. Pounds of makeup covered her lips an’ eyes an’ her neck, wrists, and ears were weighed down with as much gaudy jewelry as would fit. I grinned. Perfect, I thought.
Leanin’ forward with anticipation, I accidentally bumped the waterin’ can, knockin’ it into the hole. I gasped, lungin’ frantically for it. “No, no!” I exclaimed as I scrabbled frantically for it only ta grab thin air. “Oh, nooooo!”
SPLORSHHH!!! The cat screamed as she was drenched with nearly three gallons of water. Her fur an’ her fur coat were instantly de-poofed, makin’ her look about a sixth of her original size, an’ her makeup was runnin’ like a Jackson Pollack. She stood there motionless for a minute, then she threw back her head an’ started bawlin’ like a freshly-slapped newborn. Then, wheeeeeeeeeeeeeCRONGGG!!! The waterin’ can came whistlin’ outta the sky ta drive her head into the ground. I stared, mouth agape with shock. Then I rolled on my back an’ doubled over with side-splittin’ laughter. After a few minutes I happened ta tip my head back an’ open my eyes. An upside-down white robe hem an’ pair of footpaws, one tappin’ with irritation, greeted my vision. My laughter trailed off nervously. “Hahahahahaewwww…”
I stared up at my supervisor, Claude. His arms were folded across his chest, an’ he looked more than a little annoyed. I laughed nervously. “Heh, heh, uhm, hi, Claude.”
He sighed. “Miss Grace–”
“Dizzy,” I corrected, stittin’ up, pushin’ my hat forward on my brow an’ adjusin’ my halo.
“Di- Miss Grace,” Claude stammered as he came ‘round ta stand in front of me. “This is the fourth time this week you have displayed very un-angelic behavior.”
“Only four times? In one week? That’s not bad!” I said, smilin’ winnin’ly.
“It’s Sunday afternoon!” he exploded.
“Eeeh,” I said, cringin’.
“Miss Grace, if this keeps up, we’ll have no choice but to transfer you,” said Claude.
“No! Please, no!” I begged, lungin’ forward an’ grabbin’ onto the hem of his robe. “Don’t darn me ta heck!”
I recoiled in horror at the thought. “’Weasel Stompin’ Day’, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, for all eternity! Please, no!”
“Well, then, you’d better stop this,” said Claude.
He sighed. “Please understand, Miss Grace. You’re my friend. I don’t want to see that happen to you. But speaking as your supervisor, this has been going on far too long.”
He turned and walked away. “Two years, six months, twenty-one days, fifteen hours, an’ thirty-three minutes,” I said mournfully to myself. “An’ countin’.”

[psychoangel51402]

wow...that looks REALLY short on here...don't worry, the next chapter will be longer, and the Toon Patrol will actually be in it! ^_^

[wifeofsmartass]

Oooh! I like it! And i like how you write out her Brooklyn accent! It rocks. Can't wait to read more!

[Eternity]

I like this fic! Maybe you could do a prequel, where her death is shown.

[psychoangel51402]

actually, i did. like i said, this is almost the end (the beginning and middle aren't finished yet *^_^*) sorry! I'll post some parts of the beginning and end as they come, tho ^_^

[psychoangel51402]

oh, by the way, this is Claude.

he's from some of the original Looney Tunes cartoons. in my fanfic, Dizzy's mentor is one of Claude's nine lives (life number 3, I think ^_^)

[KrazyRandomness]

Love it! ^_^
Dizzy rocks.

[Fisi]

I wonder what Smartguy thinking after her death.

[julayla]

This is really good so far. Poor Dizzy.

[psychoangel51402]

I thought everyone (myslef included ^_^' ) had forgotten about this one! I'll have to get back to work!

[Eternity]

I haven't forgotten this! I wonder what the confrontation will be like, the one where Dizzy confronts Smarty about the near-destruction of Toontown.

[KrazyRandomness]

Aug 2, 2009 16:59:59 GMT -5 psychoangel51402 said:

I thought everyone (myslef included ^_^' ) had forgotten about this one! I'll have to get back to work!

Yay!!!

[psychoangel51402]

Aug 2, 2009 20:42:05 GMT -5 Eternity said:

I haven't forgotten this! I wonder what the confrontation will be like, the one where Dizzy confronts Smarty about the near-destruction of Toontown.

Well, I didn't want to give away anything, but since everyone seems to know that Smart Guy and Dizzy are going to end up together anyway...
It's not going to go down like that. Although I haven't got to that point in Dizzy's story yet, in this, the sequel, Dizzy thinks that Smart Guy can do no wrong. As far as she's concerned, he was just doing his job.
I never said she was totally sane. ;D

By the way, I've decided to finish Dizzy's story before I finish this sequel. I don't know how many knew this, but I originally was just going to post this story, but then someone requested the original so I posted that, too.

[Fatal hilarity]

Aug 5, 2009 15:46:52 GMT -5 psychoangel51402 said:

I never said she was totally sane. ;D

Dizzy is a dizzy dame! XD