(part 1 of 2) The feeling of cold liquid hit his face awakened Little Agent suddenly. Aunt Tigress was holding an upturned bucket; small drops of water dripped from it onto Little Agent's face. Lady Narwhal startled cackling like a maniac. "That was hilarious!" She giggled. "You were so freaked out over a simple cardboard prop-up!" "A . . . cardboard?" Little Agent asked weakly. The Popcorn Guy suddenly fell over flatly onto his face, revealing he was not alive but merely a stick of cardboard. Little Agent got up to his feet to inspect it. Scrawled with a red crayon on the back read "Would you like some popcorn?" Little Agent screamed, jumping back and careening into a side table where a vase of flowers stood, making the vase knock over and shatter into pieces upon the ground. Best Welsh Buddy looked at the ruins. "I guess we need a new vase." She noted dryly. Fear pulsed through Little Agent's veins. His heart raced like a roadrunner, feeling as if his heart was about to pop out of chest. Daddy Potato looked at him strangely. "Um, what was that about? He was just offering popcorn." "There's more to it, Daddy Potato!" Little Agent insisted. "I know there's something behind this man; he's evil!" The stress of the Popcorn Guy's villainy brought tears to Little Agent's eyes. "im scared daddy potato" He admitted. "dont be little agent" Daddy Potato responded. "but its so scary" Little Agent explained as a tear rolled down his cheek. "dont cry little agent; when you cry i wanna cry" Daddy Potato said, sniffing. "im crying daddy potato" Little Agent declared, moaning in sadness. "im crying too little agent" Daddy Potato said as he burst into tears. "these guys need some help" Mandarin Orange noted, staring at the two. Tigress, Lady Narwhal, and Best Welsh Buddy all nodded their heads in agreement.
(part 1 of 2) The feeling of cold liquid hit his face awakened Little Agent suddenly. Aunt Tigress was holding an upturned bucket; small drops of water dripped from it onto Little Agent's face. Lady Narwhal startled cackling like a maniac. "That was hilarious!" She giggled. "You were so freaked out over a simple cardboard prop-up!" "A . . . cardboard?" Little Agent asked weakly. The Popcorn Guy suddenly fell over flatly onto his face, revealing he was not alive but merely a stick of cardboard. Little Agent got up to his feet to inspect it. Scrawled with a red crayon on the back read "Would you like some popcorn?" Little Agent screamed, jumping back and careening into a side table where a vase of flowers stood, making the vase knock over and shatter into pieces upon the ground. Best Welsh Buddy looked at the ruins. "I guess we need a new vase." She noted dryly. Fear pulsed through Little Agent's veins. His heart raced like a roadrunner, feeling as if his heart was about to pop out of chest. Daddy Potato looked at him strangely. "Um, what was that about? He was just offering popcorn." "There's more to it, Daddy Potato!" Little Agent insisted. "I know there's something behind this man; he's evil!" The stress of the Popcorn Guy's villainy brought tears to Little Agent's eyes. "im scared daddy potato" He admitted. "dont be little agent" Daddy Potato responded. "but its so scary" Little Agent explained as a tear rolled down his cheek. "dont cry little agent; when you cry i wanna cry" Daddy Potato said, sniffing. "im crying daddy potato" Little Agent declared, moaning in sadness. "im crying too little agent" Daddy Potato said as he burst into tears. "these guys need some help" Mandarin Orange noted, staring at the two. Tigress, Lady Narwhal, and Best Welsh Buddy all nodded their heads in agreement.
(part 1 of 2) The feeling of cold liquid hit his face awakened Little Agent suddenly. Aunt Tigress was holding an upturned bucket; small drops of water dripped from it onto Little Agent's face. Lady Narwhal startled cackling like a maniac. "That was hilarious!" She giggled. "You were so freaked out over a simple cardboard prop-up!" "A . . . cardboard?" Little Agent asked weakly. The Popcorn Guy suddenly fell over flatly onto his face, revealing he was not alive but merely a stick of cardboard. Little Agent got up to his feet to inspect it. Scrawled with a red crayon on the back read "Would you like some popcorn?" Little Agent screamed, jumping back and careening into a side table where a vase of flowers stood, making the vase knock over and shatter into pieces upon the ground. Best Welsh Buddy looked at the ruins. "I guess we need a new vase." She noted dryly. Fear pulsed through Little Agent's veins. His heart raced like a roadrunner, feeling as if his heart was about to pop out of chest. Daddy Potato looked at him strangely. "Um, what was that about? He was just offering popcorn." "There's more to it, Daddy Potato!" Little Agent insisted. "I know there's something behind this man; he's evil!" The stress of the Popcorn Guy's villainy brought tears to Little Agent's eyes. "im scared daddy potato" He admitted. "dont be little agent" Daddy Potato responded. "but its so scary" Little Agent explained as a tear rolled down his cheek. "dont cry little agent; when you cry i wanna cry" Daddy Potato said, sniffing. "im crying daddy potato" Little Agent declared, moaning in sadness. "im crying too little agent" Daddy Potato said as he burst into tears. "these guys need some help" Mandarin Orange noted, staring at the two. Tigress, Lady Narwhal, and Best Welsh Buddy all nodded their heads in agreement.
-last edited on Feb 28, 2018 20:17:06 GMT by ultra: tagged mockery
Post by ultra on Feb 28, 2018 20:16:40 GMT
"It is true. I have quite a flair for the dramatic. It runs in the species, I suppose." The family spun around in unison to see the Popcorn Guy standing down the hall. "It's just cardboard," murmured Little Agent. "Cardboard can't do anything...." "Uh.... I don't remember filling the house with popcorn." Lord Tigress shot a glaring look to her brother. "I am not cardboard!" called out the Popcorn Guy. He had a boisterous English accent. "I am, in fact, not even human!" Little Agent shrieked, but barely remain conscious. "GET OUT OF OUR HOUSE! STOP TERRORIZING US!" "I merely wished to gain your full attention, and showcasing my delicious power was the best way to do that." "Why are you here?" yelled Daddy Potato. "I have practiced this conversation many times, in my head. Each time, I can never get it just right. I'll say it outright: your son is the Chosen One to defeat the evil Mr. Dentist." "what" said Mandarin Orange. "Before we get into all that, however, I should tell you about myself! I am Ciar the Eighth, King of Draconia! I was gifted with the ability to create the most delicious popcorn in the Multiverse, and I have used that power to its fullest extent in my lifetime. However, Mr. Dentist, one of the Lords of Evil, has resurfaced sooner than we expected. Little Agent, while young, is our only hope to destroy him - hopefully before the other Lords return." The family members looked at each other, an aura of confusion and fear moving between them. Lady Narwhal was the first to speak. "Thanks for the popcorn!" "Wait," commanded Best Welsh Buddy. "You said something about not being human. What's that about?" Ciar the Eighth gave a hardy laugh. "How could I forget! I am, in my true form, a dragon."
*** "There's more to it, Daddy Potato!" Little Agent insisted. "I know there's something behind this man; he's evil!" The stress of the Popcorn Guy's villainy brought tears to Little Agent's eyes. "im scared daddy potato" He admitted. "dont be little agent" Daddy Potato responded. "but its so scary" Little Agent explained as a tear rolled down his cheek. "dont cry little agent; when you cry i wanna cry" Daddy Potato said, sniffing. "im crying daddy potato" Little Agent declared, moaning in sadness. "im crying too little agent" Daddy Potato said as he burst into tears. "these guys need some help" Mandarin Orange noted, staring at the two. Tigress, Lady Narwhal, and Best Welsh Buddy all nodded their heads in agreement.
*** The family members looked at each other, an aura of confusion and fear moving between them. Lady Narwhal was the first to speak. "Thanks for the popcorn!" "Wait," commanded Best Welsh Buddy. "You said something about not being human. What's that about?" Ciar the Eighth gave a hardy laugh. "How could I forget! I am, in my true form, a dragon."
Sig by Sam
![[derp]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/YqNTPqyQUocVMYXZgUAI.png)
