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Post by julayla on May 7, 2006 0:01:46 GMT -5
Uh oh...looks like the weasels and Randall are in a heap of trouble. What could they possibly want with them?! Only one way to find out: continue on!
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Post by Veggirl on May 11, 2006 17:18:34 GMT -5
It's going along fine. Here is the next chapter.
7. Battle
“Who the heck are you?” Greasy asked. “I am Lord Darksin.” The hooded figure said. “This is my army of Trogs.” The Trogs sneered evilly. Darksin turned to the weasels. “You five have some special powers I need.” Randall’s eyes widened. Was this the powerful agent that needed the weasel’s power? “Duh...special powers?” Stupid said. “We don’t have any special powers.” “Of course you do,” Darksin said. “You just don’t realize it yet. But when I get my hands on those powers, oh I’ll be the greatest Lord ever!” Smart Guy frowned. “Okay,” He mumbled to himself. “This guy is worse than Psycho.” Randall turned to the weasels. “Guys, you get in the van and wait for me.” Smart Guy shrugged. “Okay, if you say so.” He turned to the weasels. “Get in the van, boys.” The weasels nodded and raced toward the van. “Stop them!” Darksin shouted. The Trogs lunged. Randall turned invisible and went after the nearest Trog. The Trog did a scream and fell to the ground. “Get up!” Darksin snarled. “Something’s pounding on me, boss!” The Trog screamed. The other Trogs raced to help their army member but were thrown off by some unknown force. From the van, Smart Guy watched with amazement. “How the heck does that lizard do it?” “Duh...do what boss?” Stupid asked, poking his nose out from the little slot behind Smart Guy. “Turning invisible.” Smart Guy said. “Magic?” Stupid suggested. Smart Guy narrowed his eyes, wanting to turn around and slap Stupid, but he didn’t want to miss something on what Randall did. A few Trogs were knocked out and the others were being thrown up into the air or dropping to the ground as if punched by someone. Suddenly, the back of the van suddenly opened and closed. “Drive! Drive!” Randall’s voice came from the back. Smart Guy started the van and pushed on the pedal. The van screeched and drove toward the Trogs. The Trogs raced out of the way to avoid being run over. The van turned and drove straight to the city. Psycho poked his head out from the window, watching the Trog army disappear into the distance. He grinned nervously. “Well, that was awkward. Heeheeheehee!” Wheezy coughed. “What powers was that guy talking about?” Randall reappeared from the surroundings. “I don’t know. All I do know is that guy wants to make mince meat out of you.” “Oh boy!” Stupid said happily. “Mince meat is my favorite!” Greasy, Psycho and Wheezy laughed. “Stop that laughing you guys!” Smart Guy snarled as he focused on the road. “We got a rabbit to catch!”
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Post by julayla on May 11, 2006 20:39:54 GMT -5
All right, another cool chapter from you. Looks like they're on the road to find Roger now. Anyway, keep it up.
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Post by nauticusvergil on May 13, 2006 19:46:41 GMT -5
Another good chapter Veg ^_^
Yeah I hope Wheezy does get a speaking part too.
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Post by Veggirl on May 13, 2006 22:17:14 GMT -5
Okay, here is the next chapter.
8. Randall’s story
“So you came from a world filled with monsters, and no humans in sight?” Wheezy said, while they drove down the road through the city. Randall nodded. “My last boss said that human kids are toxic, but I found out that it wasn’t true.” Wheezy dragged on his cigarette and coughed. “How did you find out?” Randall groaned. “Well, my boss thought that screams wasn’t enough energy for the city, so he decided to get a few kids and use their screams by extracting them.” “Oh no!” Stupid cried. “How could he?” “Easy.” Randall said. “He made me build this huge machine and made me go get a little girl from a room. But then Sullivan accidentally—” “Sullivan?” Psycho asked. “Was that your boss?” “Well, he is my boss now. My other boss was Waternoose. Sullivan accidentally released the girl and so I had to search all over the city to find it!” “Well, you must have been dang tired after that.” Greasy said from the front of the van. “Darn right I was.” Randall snapped. “What did your mom and dad say about that?” Stupid asked. “I don’t have a mom or dad.” Randall mumbled. “They’re dead.” The weasels suddenly fell silent. “So how about you guys?" Randall asked. "What happened when you were kids?” Silence. “Well?” Randall said. Wheezy coughed. “Eh...about that, we—” Smart Guy suddenly did a sharp turn and knocked down a garbage can in the parking lot. “What was that for?” Randall said. Smart Guy opened the door. “Wasn’t looking where I was going!” He snapped. “Now come on! Get the lead out, will ya? Move it, will ya? Move it!” Randall sat in the back of the van as the weasels raced out from the van toward a building. “Now what was that all about?” He mumbled, turning invisible and following them.
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Post by julayla on May 19, 2006 0:43:01 GMT -5
Well, well, looks like Randall is going to investigate the crime scene as well. Sorry for not replying earlier, but I was busy and had stuff to do. Continue on, Veggie Girl.
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Post by Veggirl on May 20, 2006 22:59:57 GMT -5
All right, here is the other chapter for the story. Kinda long, but hey, who cares?
9. In Valiant’s office
Randall arrived in time for Smart Guy to pound on the door to Valiant’s office. “Open up in the name of the law!” Nobody answered. Smart Guy knocked again. “We know where you are! We know you’re in there!” Nothing. Smart Guy tried again. “Open the door Valiant!” Randall frowned. “Why not just knock the door down?” Wheezy then got a crafty look on his face. “Don’t make us wait up Valiant!” Smart Guy snapped. “We just want the rabbit!” “Hey Boss.” Wheezy said. “The lizard guy just thought of knocking the door down.” Smart Guy sniffed. “All right then, amaze me!” Wheezy moved to the front and opened his violin case. Randall stared bug-eyed as Wheezy took out a huge machine gun. Aiming at the handle, Wheezy blasted at the handle, knocking it down. “Not what I had in mind.” Randall mumbled. “So who cares?” Greasy mumbled. “It worked.” The door slowly opened. The weasels slunk into the deserted room. “Looks like they gave us the slip, huh boss?” Greasy said. “Nah.” Smart Guy said, getting out his gun. “Valiant’s got him stashed somewhere.” “So what are we supposed to be looking for?” Randall asked, going up to Psycho. “A rabbit.” Psycho said. “The star from the Maroon Cartoons.” Randall shrugged and went up to where Smart Guy was. He was standing on a chair, sniffing at some water at a sink. “What’s in there?” He asked a balding man. The man lifted up a sock. “My laundry.” Smart Guy did a squeak and covered his nose. “See ya’ Valiant!” He snarled, walking off. Then to Randall’s surprise, a Toon rabbit’s head poked out from the water, coughing and choking. Smart Guy turned his head. The man pushed the rabbit down into the water and laughed nervously. Smart Guy narrowed his eyes. “Search the place, boys!” He said, “and leave no stone unturned.” The four other weasels went to work. “Look Valiant,” Smart Guy said, leaping on the chair with his gun out. “We got a reliable tipoff, the rabbit was here, and was corrugated by several others. So cut the bullshtick!” Valiant glared at Smart Guy. “You keep talking like that and I’m gonna have to wash your mouth off!” He then shoved the soap into Smart Guy’s mouth. Smart Guy did a little squeak and tumbled head over heel down the stairs. Randall followed him down. The other four weasels looked up from searching and watched as bubbles came out from Smart Guy’s nose. The four weasels exploded into a fit of laughter. “Stop that laughing!” Smart Guy snarled. He then spat the soap out at Wheezy. It bonked him on the nose and he went flying into the window. Randall went over to him. “You okay?” He asked. Wheezy nodded, holding his aching nose. Smart Guy then grabbed a toilet plunger. “Stop that laughing!” He shouted. He then whacked Greasy’s and Psycho’s head with the plunger, expressing each word with anger. “DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU...CAN’T...STOP...LAUGHING?!!!” Stupid was still laughing over Smart Guy’s antics, so Smart Guy threw the plunger, trapping Stupid’s snout. “One of these days, you’re gonna die laughing!” Smart Guy snarled, going back to where Valiant stood. Randall went over to Stupid and pulled the plunger off. “As for you Valiant,” Smart Guy snarled at Valiant. “Step out of line and we’ll hang you and your laundry out to dry.” Smart Guy splashed water on Valiant, cackling a sly cackle. He then jumped down from the chair and headed for the door. “Come on boys, lets am-scray!” Randall followed the weasels out of Valiant’s office and into the black van. “In Valiant’s office!” Smart Guy snapped as he drove. “Yeah, sure Grease!” “Hey, they told me he was in there!” Greasy protested. “Either that rabbit escaped or those guys were lying!” “He was there.” Randall said from the back of van. “I saw him.” “He wasn’t there.” Smart Guy snapped. “No, he was there all right.” Randall said. “I saw him with my own eyes. He was hiding in the sink which Valiant only claimed it was his laundry.” Psycho squinted his eyes. Then they widened. “Which means...” Smart Guy then slammed on the brakes. “Oh crap!” He suddenly shouted. “Which means the rabbit was right under our noses and we didn’t even saw it!” “Duh...how can we see right under our noses?” Stupid asked. Greasy turned and glared at Stupid. “He doesn’t mean like that you estupido, tonto---" “Hey boss!” Psycho suddenly interrupted. “Look at that cab!” Randall poked his head through the little window and watched as a Toon cab drove on a sidewalk. Smart Guy grinned. “Well, we can’t have that, can we boys?” He then pushed on the pedals and they were off to catch the cab.
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Post by julayla on May 20, 2006 23:35:34 GMT -5
Uh oh, looks like Benny's in trouble and the weasels finally realized that Roger was there...keep it up.
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Post by Veggirl on May 27, 2006 23:18:45 GMT -5
All right, next chapter up.
10. The meeting
“Oh yes, oh yes! The meeting is about to start!” Smart Guy called out. Randall shifted himself uncomfortably on the sewer’s flowing water. It was the only thing they could find, Psycho had told him. Randall growled as the coldness flowed through him. Well, it looks like he needs to get used to it. “All right,” Smart Guy said. “First we should get down to brass tax. Randall claimed he saw the rabbit, but after we caught the cab and went back, Valiant wasn’t there. So, any ideas on where they might have gone?” “Probably to a friend of theirs.” Greasy blurted out. “Like who?” Psycho asked. “We don’t know anybody.” “What about that dame?” Wheezy said, dragging on his cigarette. “Dolores.” “Yeah, that can be possible.” Smart Guy mumbled. “You can go search for the rabbit, and I’ll get my hands on that dame.” Greasy said, grinning. The weasels rolled their eyes and groaned. Smart Guy turned to Randall. "What about you, lizard boy?" Randall gritted his teeth, hating that name Smart Guy called him. “You guys will have to find Roger by yourselves while I lookout for Lord Darksin.” Smart Guy paused for a moment then called out, "Huddle!" The weasels huddled together, whispering to each other. After a few minutes, the huddle parted. Smart Guy spoke. “Me and the boys were thinking that you could be our spy.” “A what?!” Randall said, outraged. “Look, I’m here to protect you guys, not act as a spy! If you want a spy, find somebody else!” Smart Guy glared at him for a moment, then pointed at Stupid. “Meeting report!” Stupid fumbled through a few scrolls. “Duh...well, first you said, ‘Oh yes, oh yes’, then asked about something for finding Roger, then Greasy said something about friends and...what came next?” “Oh brother!” Smart Guy groaned. Psycho looked at Randall. “How come you don’t want to be a spy?” “I’m not for spying!” Randall said. “My job is to protect you guys. So if you guys want to die a horrible death then—” “Shh!” Smart Guy suddenly said, holding up his hand. Silence filled the sewer as Smart Guy, Greasy and Psycho poked their heads out from the sewer. Randall could hear the Looney Tunes theme music and someone singing. “The rabbit.” Smart Guy said. He turned to Greasy. “Get the judge.”
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Post by julayla on May 28, 2006 1:21:50 GMT -5
Wow, very nice chapter. Too bad Randall's not liking the name "Lizard Boy" nor wanting to be a spy for the weasels...though I tend to wonder...when I watched the movie originally...if Wile E. Coyote, Road Runner, Speedy Gonzales, Tinker Bell, and even Marvin the Martian appear in the 1940s, why not modern toons like everyone's favorite Hyenas as well? Anyway, continue on, Veggie Girl.
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Post by Veggirl on Jun 11, 2006 0:14:52 GMT -5
Sorry this took so long, but I was thinking about what you said julayla, and I decided that I should put the hyenas in the fic. Here's the other chapter.
11. The hyenas
Randall waited in the weasel’s van, drumming his fingers on the wheel. Smart Guy had told him to stay behind and "keep watch". Keep watch for what?! Behind him, Benny the cab was raging. “I’m warning ya’! Let me go or I’ll burst out of here and run you over!!” Randall glared behind him. “Don’t you ever shut up?” “I’ll never shut up!” Benny shouted. “I will yell and curse until you let me out!” Randall rolled his eyes. “If you don’t shut up, then I’ll get the weasels to dip you!” “Just try me!” Benny called out. Randall sighed and laid back. He closed his eyes. Penumbra then appeared. “Randall, I have an important message for you. You will need to find three new comrades. You will meet them when you wake up." “What do you mean?” Randall asked. Penumbra didn’t say, but slowly dissolved. “Hey, wait!” Randall called out. BANG! BANG! Randall awoke to a loud banging. Benny was throwing himself against the van, trying to tip it over. Randall got out from the van, went over to the side and kicked it. “Will you stop that!!” He shouted. Benny cursed. Randall shook his head. “Boy, what language for a Toon like you.” Something gray flashed by the alleyway. Randall turned and watched. A hyena poked it’s head from the alleyway and looked around. It then turned it’s head and nodded. Two other hyenas followed it out. Randall eye’s widened. Were these the new comrades? He raced over to them. “Hey!” The hyenas looked up and crouched down as to attack. Randall stopped. “What do you want?” The female snapped. Randall paused. What was he going to say? That he had a dream that they should be comrades? “Well...I was wondering if you guys want to join our team.” The hyenas looked at another. “What team?” The male hyena asked. “Well,” Randall said. He then started from the beginning and told about how he and the weasels were trying to find Roger. “So we went back to Valiant’s office but Roger was missing—” The female sneered. “I always knew he was missing. Missing half a deck!” The hyenas began to laugh like crazy. Randall glared at them and rolled his eyes. “Okay, forget it. I’m going back.” He started to leave. “Hey wait a minute, snake boy.” The female hyena said. “We didn’t mean to hurt your feelings and all.” “You didn’t!” Randall said. “You just annoy me, that’s all.” The dopey-looking hyena giggled. “What did he say?” Randall asked. “He said that he thought he was the only one who annoyed people.” The male hyena said. Randall frowned. “Fine, fine. So, you want to join our gang or not?” “We’ll think about it.” The female hyena said. “Great.” Randall said. “And you guys are...?” “My name is Shenzi.” The female said. “The other guys are named Banzai and Ed.” The males nodded. Banzai then smirked. “You do know the rabbit and Valiant are stealing your cab, you know?” Randall whirled around. Indeed, Benny was out and Roger and Eddie Valiant were in him. “Oh crap!” Randall cried. He raced toward them. It was too late, they drove away. The five weasels raced out from the bar. “What happened?!” Randall shouted. “THEY STOLE THE CAB!!!” Smart Guy shouted. “LETS GO!” The hyenas walked out from the alley way to watch. The weasels and Randall climbed into the black van. “Move over, I’m driving!” Smart Guy snapped. The van then sped off. The hyenas looked at another, grinned and snickered. Shenzi stood up and walked back towards Toontown with Banzai and Ed following.
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Post by julayla on Jun 12, 2006 18:43:38 GMT -5
All right! Looks like the hyenas are now involved in this. I wonder what will happen next?
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Post by FlameTheCharmander on Jun 13, 2006 1:10:33 GMT -5
HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA!!! This is HILARIOUS! Just love this fanfic. You made Benny sound so like himself. ^_^ HA,HA! Continue on!
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Post by Veggirl on Jun 13, 2006 10:46:38 GMT -5
Oh spikey, you're right! Darn it! *slaps forehead*
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Post by Veggirl on Jun 13, 2006 12:28:47 GMT -5
12. The attack
Randall held on to the wall of the van as it twisted and jerked around, chasing after Benny. He was in the back of the van, so he couldn’t really see the chase. After a few minutes of driving and jerking around, the van came to a complete stop. “Did we got them?” Greasy called out. “We didn’t!” Smart Guy snapped. “Now get out of the van!” Greasy, Wheezy and Randall got out of the van and stood to one side as Smart Guy was busy bickering with the police officers. Psycho got out of the van and walked away. Randall followed him. “Where are you going?” “Just off to explore.” Psycho said. Randall followed him into a dark alleyway filled with garbage and every nasty stuff you could think of. “It stinks in here.” Randall grumbled. Psycho nodded. “I guess. Maybe we can just go back and—” Suddenly, a Trog jumped out and landed on Psycho’s back. Psycho yelled with pain as the Trog bit down into his neck. Randall grabbed the Trog and pulled him away. He looked down at Psycho and stared with shock as a light blue glow was coming out from the bleeding bite mark. “There it is!” A voice shouted. Randall whirled around. “Darksin!” Darksin came out from the shadows. “The powers of the insane weasel! Grab it!” The Trogs attacked. Randall lunged at the nearest one and knocked it down flat. “Run Psycho!” He shouted. Psycho scurried off, running on four legs like a dog. Randall turned to the Trogs. “Come on! Lets see what you’re made of!” The Trogs attacked, but Randall was ready. Grabbing a Trog he swung it, knocking down other Trogs. Throwing the Trog into the melee, he turned to the others, fighting with all his might. One of the Trogs leaped on him, knocking him down. Randall lashed around, trying to dislodge the Trog, but there were too many. Suddenly, gunshots fired off, making a few Trogs fall. Randall looked up. Smart Guy and Psycho were standing at the entrance of the alleyway. Smart Guy had his gun out and was shooting at the Trogs. “Retreat Trogs!” Darksin shouted. “Retreat!” Then they disappeared. Randall stood up. “Thanks.” He mumbled. Smart Guy shrugged. “Well if Psycho hadn’t came running to me with a blue thing coming out from his neck, then I wouldn’t have came.” “Where are the others?” Randall asked. “Off trying to get the dame Dolores to talk.” Smart Guy said. “What was that thing coming out of me?” Psycho asked. “Well,” Randall said. “Remember the special powers Darksin said?” The weasels nodded. “I guess that was it.” Randall said. The weasels stood silent for a moment. “How’s your neck?” Randall asked. Psycho turned his head to reveal a deep scar. “At least it stopped bleeding and glowing.” Randall mumbled. Smart Guy then walked off. “Come on, the others will be waiting.” Psycho grinned and followed. “Heeheehee! And what a story we will tell them!”
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