Wednesday, 31 May 2017

Drabble Wednesday: Freaky Fan Fiction

Something different this week for Drabble Wednesday, a little nonsense, a little snark, a little fun with cartoons and sparkly vampires...






Acme Holiday

On an ordinary moonlit night, with the stars shining, night settles over a nondescript laboratory in the middle of an unnamed city.
Inside, tiny voices can be heard...

“What are we going to do tonight, Brain?”
“The same thing we—no.” There is a long pause. “I’m tired of this rat race, Pinky. The same thing night after night. We’re going on vacation!”
“Ooooh, Brain. Narf!”
“Narf indeed. Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Pinky?”
“I believe so, Brain. But where would we get the purple frilly tutus to wear on the teacup ride at Disneyworld?”
“To the closet, Pinky!”

~*~





The Truth About Manfredi and Johnson


Amidst sparks and the smell of fish, came the question...
“Are they ready, Kowalski?”
“Aye, aye, Skipper. Project Agent Clones is a go!”

Two years later...
“That’s the last of them, Skipper. The last of the clones are dead.”
“A moment of silence, boys, for the fallen. Manfredi and Johnson. The end of their line. Good soldiers, one and all.”
A hush fell, before Skipper continued, “A true tragedy, but really who could’ve predicted it. Struck down by a rogue herd of buffalo.”
“I believe it was bison, Skipper.”
“Really? I could’ve sworn it was buffalo.”
“No, it was bison.”


 ~*~





End of Twilight

Black scars and broken glass marred a once beautiful house, with its landscape razed to resemble a war zone. Over the trees rose smoke and an acrid smell wafted off the smouldering piles of ashes and corpses.
Across this recent battle ground gathered the victorious army, bloodied and weary. A lone soldier bowed to the commander.
“They are all dead, Count Dracula. Bella, Edward, their ridiculously named daughter, even the werewolves.”
“Good. Then the war is over! Those mutated abominations have been vanquished! True vampire kind has finally prevailed!”
A cheer rose with the smoke of the enemy's funeral pyres.






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