Post by KrazyRandomness on Aug 8, 2009 22:16:31 GMT -5
This FanFic has no ties with Jazz's fics. I've been having writer's block with those, so I thought starting something new would help. >_<
Before they died.
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The night air was crisp and almost suffocating in Hollywood. A lone black Dodged was parked in front of a house, unknown by the pedestrians that lived there.
In front of the Dodge was a Toon weasel. His fur was dark blue while it became lighter around his muzzle and ran down his neck. He took a drag on his cigarette before leaning against the Dodge.
Next to him, fidgeting, was a pale brown Toon weasel. The pale brown weasel fiddled with the long sleeves of his straight jacket before running a hand through the spiky fur on his head.
The swirls in his eyes sped up as he asked in a high-pitched voice, "What's taking so long?"
The blue weasel shrugged, not seeming to care, as he took another drag. After a moment, he said, "You know 'ow the Boss is with Stupid, Psycho."
Psycho growled and muttered, "Idiot," under his breath. He watched the building in front of them, his icy blue eyes almost glowing in the moonlight, before saying, "Greasy should be here, Wheezy."
Wheezy watched as the smoke that came from his mouth formed a ring. "I could care less 'bout that son-"
Psycho growled again. "He's second in command. Doesn't matter if you like it or not."
Wheezy threw his cigarette down before gaining another. He turned to Psycho and said, "I just don't see why..."
Psycho rolled his eyes, the yellow swirls calming a bit, "To tell the truth, I don't either..."
The building in front of them wasn't huge, but it wasn't small. The walls were red brick while ivory stone made steps to the oak doors. Above the door, the words Toon Town Bank appeared. The trees around the bank were asleep while everything else was lost in slumber as well.
"Move, Stupid, ya idiot."
"Uh, sure, Boss."
Wheezy and Psycho glanced to the door to see their leader come out with the brawn and money.
Their leader was dressed in a pink suit, but that didn't seem to make him look stupid. Oh no, just the opposite. It seem to give him an aura that you don't want to mess with.
The other, however, seemed to look like an oversize teddy bear. Yet, when told, he'll do whatever it takes to kill you, it seems.
Wheezy nodded at his Smart Guy and the leader threw the money to him, saying "Ya drive. The cops will be 'ere soon."
Wheezy nodded and Psycho followed him in the front seat of the Dodge while Smart Guy and Stupid took the back.
As Wheezy heard a growl and grumble from Smart Guy, the smoking weasel smirked, knowing he found out that Greasy hadn't showed up. Psycho quietly giggled next to him, "Greasy gonna get in trouble."
"Heh, serves him right. Most likely checkin' out the females at the mall." Wheezy said as he started the Dodge.
The way back became silent. Psycho had entertained himself by watching the outside of his window. A habit Wheezy discovered Psycho had since the first day he came to the Toon Patrol.
Wheezy was a little shocked Stupid said nothing, but he figured the big lug most likely went to sleep. Smart Guy was most likely counting money.
So this was how they spend their Saturdays...
First chapter. Please note that this fic is going to be darker than my other ones.
Before they died.
[shadow=red,left,300]1[/shadow]
The night air was crisp and almost suffocating in Hollywood. A lone black Dodged was parked in front of a house, unknown by the pedestrians that lived there.
In front of the Dodge was a Toon weasel. His fur was dark blue while it became lighter around his muzzle and ran down his neck. He took a drag on his cigarette before leaning against the Dodge.
Next to him, fidgeting, was a pale brown Toon weasel. The pale brown weasel fiddled with the long sleeves of his straight jacket before running a hand through the spiky fur on his head.
The swirls in his eyes sped up as he asked in a high-pitched voice, "What's taking so long?"
The blue weasel shrugged, not seeming to care, as he took another drag. After a moment, he said, "You know 'ow the Boss is with Stupid, Psycho."
Psycho growled and muttered, "Idiot," under his breath. He watched the building in front of them, his icy blue eyes almost glowing in the moonlight, before saying, "Greasy should be here, Wheezy."
Wheezy watched as the smoke that came from his mouth formed a ring. "I could care less 'bout that son-"
Psycho growled again. "He's second in command. Doesn't matter if you like it or not."
Wheezy threw his cigarette down before gaining another. He turned to Psycho and said, "I just don't see why..."
Psycho rolled his eyes, the yellow swirls calming a bit, "To tell the truth, I don't either..."
The building in front of them wasn't huge, but it wasn't small. The walls were red brick while ivory stone made steps to the oak doors. Above the door, the words Toon Town Bank appeared. The trees around the bank were asleep while everything else was lost in slumber as well.
"Move, Stupid, ya idiot."
"Uh, sure, Boss."
Wheezy and Psycho glanced to the door to see their leader come out with the brawn and money.
Their leader was dressed in a pink suit, but that didn't seem to make him look stupid. Oh no, just the opposite. It seem to give him an aura that you don't want to mess with.
The other, however, seemed to look like an oversize teddy bear. Yet, when told, he'll do whatever it takes to kill you, it seems.
Wheezy nodded at his Smart Guy and the leader threw the money to him, saying "Ya drive. The cops will be 'ere soon."
Wheezy nodded and Psycho followed him in the front seat of the Dodge while Smart Guy and Stupid took the back.
As Wheezy heard a growl and grumble from Smart Guy, the smoking weasel smirked, knowing he found out that Greasy hadn't showed up. Psycho quietly giggled next to him, "Greasy gonna get in trouble."
"Heh, serves him right. Most likely checkin' out the females at the mall." Wheezy said as he started the Dodge.
The way back became silent. Psycho had entertained himself by watching the outside of his window. A habit Wheezy discovered Psycho had since the first day he came to the Toon Patrol.
Wheezy was a little shocked Stupid said nothing, but he figured the big lug most likely went to sleep. Smart Guy was most likely counting money.
So this was how they spend their Saturdays...
First chapter. Please note that this fic is going to be darker than my other ones.
