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Continuing the series that started with Ant's Quest for the Holy Sugar/Withsugar and Ant. They are both in the Archive, if you're interested. At the end of the last story, they all got drunk in a pub and misterhappy stole Ant's sugar. Again.
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Ant moaned as he sat up. He hit his head on something. It turned out to be AliBoy.
"Whuzza?" said Ant. Then he fell asleep again.
When he next awoke, Grix and RastaBillySkank were sitting at a table. Stryke was snoozing with his beard over his mouth and AliBoy was nowhere to be seen. Ant smiled eagerly. He had been drunk! With the lads! He coughed, ans sat up. He had to phrase this right.
"Bit of a large one, eh, lads?" he tried.
They ignored him.
"I was out of my head!" announced Ant, trying again.
"You had a shandy." announced Grix.
"What?"
"A shandy. A weak one."
"Nah, I must have had at least..."
"A shandy."
"Really?" Ant looked depressed. "Damn. I need a suagr fix!"
He wandered into the toilets. Then he screamed. Grix and Rasta didn't move.
"Think he's discovered the note?" asked Grix.
"Most probably." said Rasta.
Ant ran out of the toilets. He held a note clutched in his hand.
To Ant and crew,
I have your sugar. Please bring a copy of Groundhog Day on DVD to me.
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Yours, misterhappy.
P.S. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH!
"Hm." said Grix. "Well, we've decided to set off after him. He's got one hell of a headstart though."
"How long?" asked Ant miserably.
"Bout five minutes."
"NO!" cried Ant. "Hang on..."
"But don't despair! AliBoy's gone to fetch a stylish yet slightly outdated German car."
"Ah, it's OK then."
They grabbed Stryke and dragged him outside.
"I didn't, I swear!" he mumbled, and then woke up. He grinned. AliBoy pulled up, with a pair of sharp shades on. He wound down the window, and leant out.
"Warning. Window is open." announced the car, and the window slammed back up. AliBoy howled as his finger was caught. They shrugged and climbed in.
"Warning, it is raining. Umbrellas will be necessary." announced the car, and then took off.
"AliBoy! Slow down!" yelled Rasta.
"I AIN'T DOING ANYTHING! HAPPY MUST HAVE RIGGED IT!"
"Damn his cunning. He must have known my taste for retro BMWs." cursed Grix.
Then the car crashed into a tree.
"Warning. You have crashed. I will now at this last stage pelt you with bags of air in the hope you will only break your spine and not your neck." announced the car. Then it pelted them with airbags.
A couple of minutes later, they fell out of the car.
"Let us never speak of it again." said Stryke, looking embarrased.
"AHA! We're there!" said AliBoy.
"Are we?"
"No, but this cuts out a tedious journey in which we'd probably be stopped comically by cops, and Stryke'd sing at least twice. Loudly." said Rasta.
"Ah, fair enough. Is that misterhappy's old but looming country house?"
"Could well be."
"Let's go then."
"Let's."
So off our heroes set, into the unknown, armed with only a bent steering wheel, of which we will never speak of again, and a bottle of Kronenburg. Which Grix threw away. Oh, and Stryke's beard, which apparently has mystical properties like hiding wrestlers. Could come in useful when the script gets tired. Like now.
" This house is dark and scary." announced Ant.
Grix proceeded to turn the lights on.
"Much better."
A disembodied voice suddenly rang through the whole house.
"Have you got my DVD!?"
They looked at each other.
"See? Thats what you get for cutting out the comical journey!" said Stryke.
"Oh. Let's go then."
Later they returned. They had Groundhog day on DVD, some Dime bars and the steering wheel was even more bent. Grix was limping. Stryke was singing.
"Gil-galad was an Elven Kin..."
AliBoy hit him. Twice. With the steering wheel.
"Oh happy! We have thy DVD!" yelled Ant. He was strangely happy. He had found the Kronenburg and had stashed it for later.
"Took your bloody time." said the voice.
"Well, HMV didn't have it, so I was considering getting you Chasing AMy instead..."began Stryke, who was recovering.
"Ah! Much better idea. I want Chasing Amy as well."
"Is that all?" muttered Grix sullenly.
"I don't don't suppose you'd consider giving me your souls?"
"No!" said Ant.
"Oh. Fair enough then. Just the DVD."
Much later they returned. The steering wheel was gone, and they were dragging Ant. Apparently he had drunk the Kronenburg. They stashed him next to a suit of armour.
"We have your DVDs!" announced Stryke.
"Good. Bring them to me."
Then the suit of armour turned aside to reveal a secret passage.
"There is a secret passage mysterious in its blackness!" said AliBoy. He had lost his sharp shades and was feeling vaguely feminine without them.
Ant rolled down the passage, provoking a comical sequence of events where they chased him. At one point it all went dark and AliBoy ended up on top of Grix. This only last a second. AliBoy refound his shades and put them on, then bumped into a wall. Events like this continued until a reason was given for them to cease i.e. They found the Happy-Cave.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Hello chaps." Happy was seated in an armchair and watching Withnail and I on a huge widescreen..erm..screen.
"Snuggly, get them!" yelled Happy.
"How many times! Snuggly was stale and repetative by Withsugar and Ant!"
"Oh. Loki?" said happy.
"Nope. He went into business."
"Ah. Well I'll have to get you myself." Happy leapt from his chair and AliBoy hit him with the DVD cases.
"Fiendishly clever! You use the power of the sugar to fuel your TV and force us to bring you DVDs for as long as you live!"
"Really?" said happy, muffled because AliBoy was sitting on him.
"Nah. bit sad, really." said Rasta, lighting up.
"Oh." happy looked depressed."If I promise to behave, will you let me up."
"Meh, OK. But I'm keeping Chasing Amy. Ant paid for it at HMV prices, and I can't afford that."
"Fair play." said happy and he got up. Then AliBoy hit him again.
"ALIBOY!" yelled Grix.
"Sorry, I felt it was expected."
"Have a drag." said Rasta, passing the cigarette over.
At this point, there is a SURPRISE TWIST, involving a DOUBLE-CROSS! And another DOUBLE-CROSS!
"WE'll never mention this again." said Grix.
AliBoy was dancing around with Rasta, smoking the joint. Stryke was prancing about like a pixie. Maybe he thought he was a pixie. Ant was still comatose from the beer. grix sat down to watch Withnail and I.
misterhappy got up.
"I'll BE BACK! YOU'LL ALL SORRY!"
"k."
"Oh..erm...Can I watch the films?" said happy.
"Yeah, why not? Chuck those three fairies outside first though." said Grix.
THE END
--
Hope you enjoyed.
Cheers,
Stryke.
--
Ant moaned as he sat up. He hit his head on something. It turned out to be AliBoy.
"Whuzza?" said Ant. Then he fell asleep again.
When he next awoke, Grix and RastaBillySkank were sitting at a table. Stryke was snoozing with his beard over his mouth and AliBoy was nowhere to be seen. Ant smiled eagerly. He had been drunk! With the lads! He coughed, ans sat up. He had to phrase this right.
"Bit of a large one, eh, lads?" he tried.
They ignored him.
"I was out of my head!" announced Ant, trying again.
"You had a shandy." announced Grix.
"What?"
"A shandy. A weak one."
"Nah, I must have had at least..."
"A shandy."
"Really?" Ant looked depressed. "Damn. I need a suagr fix!"
He wandered into the toilets. Then he screamed. Grix and Rasta didn't move.
"Think he's discovered the note?" asked Grix.
"Most probably." said Rasta.
Ant ran out of the toilets. He held a note clutched in his hand.
To Ant and crew,
I have your sugar. Please bring a copy of Groundhog Day on DVD to me.
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Yours, misterhappy.
P.S. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH!
"Hm." said Grix. "Well, we've decided to set off after him. He's got one hell of a headstart though."
"How long?" asked Ant miserably.
"Bout five minutes."
"NO!" cried Ant. "Hang on..."
"But don't despair! AliBoy's gone to fetch a stylish yet slightly outdated German car."
"Ah, it's OK then."
They grabbed Stryke and dragged him outside.
"I didn't, I swear!" he mumbled, and then woke up. He grinned. AliBoy pulled up, with a pair of sharp shades on. He wound down the window, and leant out.
"Warning. Window is open." announced the car, and the window slammed back up. AliBoy howled as his finger was caught. They shrugged and climbed in.
"Warning, it is raining. Umbrellas will be necessary." announced the car, and then took off.
"AliBoy! Slow down!" yelled Rasta.
"I AIN'T DOING ANYTHING! HAPPY MUST HAVE RIGGED IT!"
"Damn his cunning. He must have known my taste for retro BMWs." cursed Grix.
Then the car crashed into a tree.
"Warning. You have crashed. I will now at this last stage pelt you with bags of air in the hope you will only break your spine and not your neck." announced the car. Then it pelted them with airbags.
A couple of minutes later, they fell out of the car.
"Let us never speak of it again." said Stryke, looking embarrased.
"AHA! We're there!" said AliBoy.
"Are we?"
"No, but this cuts out a tedious journey in which we'd probably be stopped comically by cops, and Stryke'd sing at least twice. Loudly." said Rasta.
"Ah, fair enough. Is that misterhappy's old but looming country house?"
"Could well be."
"Let's go then."
"Let's."
So off our heroes set, into the unknown, armed with only a bent steering wheel, of which we will never speak of again, and a bottle of Kronenburg. Which Grix threw away. Oh, and Stryke's beard, which apparently has mystical properties like hiding wrestlers. Could come in useful when the script gets tired. Like now.
" This house is dark and scary." announced Ant.
Grix proceeded to turn the lights on.
"Much better."
A disembodied voice suddenly rang through the whole house.
"Have you got my DVD!?"
They looked at each other.
"See? Thats what you get for cutting out the comical journey!" said Stryke.
"Oh. Let's go then."
Later they returned. They had Groundhog day on DVD, some Dime bars and the steering wheel was even more bent. Grix was limping. Stryke was singing.
"Gil-galad was an Elven Kin..."
AliBoy hit him. Twice. With the steering wheel.
"Oh happy! We have thy DVD!" yelled Ant. He was strangely happy. He had found the Kronenburg and had stashed it for later.
"Took your bloody time." said the voice.
"Well, HMV didn't have it, so I was considering getting you Chasing AMy instead..."began Stryke, who was recovering.
"Ah! Much better idea. I want Chasing Amy as well."
"Is that all?" muttered Grix sullenly.
"I don't don't suppose you'd consider giving me your souls?"
"No!" said Ant.
"Oh. Fair enough then. Just the DVD."
Much later they returned. The steering wheel was gone, and they were dragging Ant. Apparently he had drunk the Kronenburg. They stashed him next to a suit of armour.
"We have your DVDs!" announced Stryke.
"Good. Bring them to me."
Then the suit of armour turned aside to reveal a secret passage.
"There is a secret passage mysterious in its blackness!" said AliBoy. He had lost his sharp shades and was feeling vaguely feminine without them.
Ant rolled down the passage, provoking a comical sequence of events where they chased him. At one point it all went dark and AliBoy ended up on top of Grix. This only last a second. AliBoy refound his shades and put them on, then bumped into a wall. Events like this continued until a reason was given for them to cease i.e. They found the Happy-Cave.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Hello chaps." Happy was seated in an armchair and watching Withnail and I on a huge widescreen..erm..screen.
"Snuggly, get them!" yelled Happy.
"How many times! Snuggly was stale and repetative by Withsugar and Ant!"
"Oh. Loki?" said happy.
"Nope. He went into business."
"Ah. Well I'll have to get you myself." Happy leapt from his chair and AliBoy hit him with the DVD cases.
"Fiendishly clever! You use the power of the sugar to fuel your TV and force us to bring you DVDs for as long as you live!"
"Really?" said happy, muffled because AliBoy was sitting on him.
"Nah. bit sad, really." said Rasta, lighting up.
"Oh." happy looked depressed."If I promise to behave, will you let me up."
"Meh, OK. But I'm keeping Chasing Amy. Ant paid for it at HMV prices, and I can't afford that."
"Fair play." said happy and he got up. Then AliBoy hit him again.
"ALIBOY!" yelled Grix.
"Sorry, I felt it was expected."
"Have a drag." said Rasta, passing the cigarette over.
At this point, there is a SURPRISE TWIST, involving a DOUBLE-CROSS! And another DOUBLE-CROSS!
"WE'll never mention this again." said Grix.
AliBoy was dancing around with Rasta, smoking the joint. Stryke was prancing about like a pixie. Maybe he thought he was a pixie. Ant was still comatose from the beer. grix sat down to watch Withnail and I.
misterhappy got up.
"I'll BE BACK! YOU'LL ALL SORRY!"
"k."
"Oh..erm...Can I watch the films?" said happy.
"Yeah, why not? Chuck those three fairies outside first though." said Grix.
THE END
--
Hope you enjoyed.
Cheers,
Stryke.
Good story! I wrote a story myself on the 'horrible future' of games, its in the Ninty forums. Could you read it? Any feedback would be much appreciated
Nice story.
Of course. I should have included more Big Bang rules! references, then I could have used that excuse :-)
And, of course, it's just a story. :0D
But they are retro in their oldness.
Nice. I'm not a fan of retro BMW's mind.
nice one Stryke, very entertaining. : )
Continuing the series that started with Ant's Quest for the Holy Sugar/Withsugar and Ant. They are both in the Archive, if you're interested. At the end of the last story, they all got drunk in a pub and misterhappy stole Ant's sugar. Again.
--
Ant moaned as he sat up. He hit his head on something. It turned out to be AliBoy.
"Whuzza?" said Ant. Then he fell asleep again.
When he next awoke, Grix and RastaBillySkank were sitting at a table. Stryke was snoozing with his beard over his mouth and AliBoy was nowhere to be seen. Ant smiled eagerly. He had been drunk! With the lads! He coughed, ans sat up. He had to phrase this right.
"Bit of a large one, eh, lads?" he tried.
They ignored him.
"I was out of my head!" announced Ant, trying again.
"You had a shandy." announced Grix.
"What?"
"A shandy. A weak one."
"Nah, I must have had at least..."
"A shandy."
"Really?" Ant looked depressed. "Damn. I need a suagr fix!"
He wandered into the toilets. Then he screamed. Grix and Rasta didn't move.
"Think he's discovered the note?" asked Grix.
"Most probably." said Rasta.
Ant ran out of the toilets. He held a note clutched in his hand.
To Ant and crew,
I have your sugar. Please bring a copy of Groundhog Day on DVD to me.
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Yours, misterhappy.
P.S. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH!
"Hm." said Grix. "Well, we've decided to set off after him. He's got one hell of a headstart though."
"How long?" asked Ant miserably.
"Bout five minutes."
"NO!" cried Ant. "Hang on..."
"But don't despair! AliBoy's gone to fetch a stylish yet slightly outdated German car."
"Ah, it's OK then."
They grabbed Stryke and dragged him outside.
"I didn't, I swear!" he mumbled, and then woke up. He grinned. AliBoy pulled up, with a pair of sharp shades on. He wound down the window, and leant out.
"Warning. Window is open." announced the car, and the window slammed back up. AliBoy howled as his finger was caught. They shrugged and climbed in.
"Warning, it is raining. Umbrellas will be necessary." announced the car, and then took off.
"AliBoy! Slow down!" yelled Rasta.
"I AIN'T DOING ANYTHING! HAPPY MUST HAVE RIGGED IT!"
"Damn his cunning. He must have known my taste for retro BMWs." cursed Grix.
Then the car crashed into a tree.
"Warning. You have crashed. I will now at this last stage pelt you with bags of air in the hope you will only break your spine and not your neck." announced the car. Then it pelted them with airbags.
A couple of minutes later, they fell out of the car.
"Let us never speak of it again." said Stryke, looking embarrased.
"AHA! We're there!" said AliBoy.
"Are we?"
"No, but this cuts out a tedious journey in which we'd probably be stopped comically by cops, and Stryke'd sing at least twice. Loudly." said Rasta.
"Ah, fair enough. Is that misterhappy's old but looming country house?"
"Could well be."
"Let's go then."
"Let's."
So off our heroes set, into the unknown, armed with only a bent steering wheel, of which we will never speak of again, and a bottle of Kronenburg. Which Grix threw away. Oh, and Stryke's beard, which apparently has mystical properties like hiding wrestlers. Could come in useful when the script gets tired. Like now.
" This house is dark and scary." announced Ant.
Grix proceeded to turn the lights on.
"Much better."
A disembodied voice suddenly rang through the whole house.
"Have you got my DVD!?"
They looked at each other.
"See? Thats what you get for cutting out the comical journey!" said Stryke.
"Oh. Let's go then."
Later they returned. They had Groundhog day on DVD, some Dime bars and the steering wheel was even more bent. Grix was limping. Stryke was singing.
"Gil-galad was an Elven Kin..."
AliBoy hit him. Twice. With the steering wheel.
"Oh happy! We have thy DVD!" yelled Ant. He was strangely happy. He had found the Kronenburg and had stashed it for later.
"Took your bloody time." said the voice.
"Well, HMV didn't have it, so I was considering getting you Chasing AMy instead..."began Stryke, who was recovering.
"Ah! Much better idea. I want Chasing Amy as well."
"Is that all?" muttered Grix sullenly.
"I don't don't suppose you'd consider giving me your souls?"
"No!" said Ant.
"Oh. Fair enough then. Just the DVD."
Much later they returned. The steering wheel was gone, and they were dragging Ant. Apparently he had drunk the Kronenburg. They stashed him next to a suit of armour.
"We have your DVDs!" announced Stryke.
"Good. Bring them to me."
Then the suit of armour turned aside to reveal a secret passage.
"There is a secret passage mysterious in its blackness!" said AliBoy. He had lost his sharp shades and was feeling vaguely feminine without them.
Ant rolled down the passage, provoking a comical sequence of events where they chased him. At one point it all went dark and AliBoy ended up on top of Grix. This only last a second. AliBoy refound his shades and put them on, then bumped into a wall. Events like this continued until a reason was given for them to cease i.e. They found the Happy-Cave.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Hello chaps." Happy was seated in an armchair and watching Withnail and I on a huge widescreen..erm..screen.
"Snuggly, get them!" yelled Happy.
"How many times! Snuggly was stale and repetative by Withsugar and Ant!"
"Oh. Loki?" said happy.
"Nope. He went into business."
"Ah. Well I'll have to get you myself." Happy leapt from his chair and AliBoy hit him with the DVD cases.
"Fiendishly clever! You use the power of the sugar to fuel your TV and force us to bring you DVDs for as long as you live!"
"Really?" said happy, muffled because AliBoy was sitting on him.
"Nah. bit sad, really." said Rasta, lighting up.
"Oh." happy looked depressed."If I promise to behave, will you let me up."
"Meh, OK. But I'm keeping Chasing Amy. Ant paid for it at HMV prices, and I can't afford that."
"Fair play." said happy and he got up. Then AliBoy hit him again.
"ALIBOY!" yelled Grix.
"Sorry, I felt it was expected."
"Have a drag." said Rasta, passing the cigarette over.
At this point, there is a SURPRISE TWIST, involving a DOUBLE-CROSS! And another DOUBLE-CROSS!
"WE'll never mention this again." said Grix.
AliBoy was dancing around with Rasta, smoking the joint. Stryke was prancing about like a pixie. Maybe he thought he was a pixie. Ant was still comatose from the beer. grix sat down to watch Withnail and I.
misterhappy got up.
"I'll BE BACK! YOU'LL ALL SORRY!"
"k."
"Oh..erm...Can I watch the films?" said happy.
"Yeah, why not? Chuck those three fairies outside first though." said Grix.
THE END
--
Hope you enjoyed.
Cheers,
Stryke.
--
Ant moaned as he sat up. He hit his head on something. It turned out to be AliBoy.
"Whuzza?" said Ant. Then he fell asleep again.
When he next awoke, Grix and RastaBillySkank were sitting at a table. Stryke was snoozing with his beard over his mouth and AliBoy was nowhere to be seen. Ant smiled eagerly. He had been drunk! With the lads! He coughed, ans sat up. He had to phrase this right.
"Bit of a large one, eh, lads?" he tried.
They ignored him.
"I was out of my head!" announced Ant, trying again.
"You had a shandy." announced Grix.
"What?"
"A shandy. A weak one."
"Nah, I must have had at least..."
"A shandy."
"Really?" Ant looked depressed. "Damn. I need a suagr fix!"
He wandered into the toilets. Then he screamed. Grix and Rasta didn't move.
"Think he's discovered the note?" asked Grix.
"Most probably." said Rasta.
Ant ran out of the toilets. He held a note clutched in his hand.
To Ant and crew,
I have your sugar. Please bring a copy of Groundhog Day on DVD to me.
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Yours, misterhappy.
P.S. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH!
"Hm." said Grix. "Well, we've decided to set off after him. He's got one hell of a headstart though."
"How long?" asked Ant miserably.
"Bout five minutes."
"NO!" cried Ant. "Hang on..."
"But don't despair! AliBoy's gone to fetch a stylish yet slightly outdated German car."
"Ah, it's OK then."
They grabbed Stryke and dragged him outside.
"I didn't, I swear!" he mumbled, and then woke up. He grinned. AliBoy pulled up, with a pair of sharp shades on. He wound down the window, and leant out.
"Warning. Window is open." announced the car, and the window slammed back up. AliBoy howled as his finger was caught. They shrugged and climbed in.
"Warning, it is raining. Umbrellas will be necessary." announced the car, and then took off.
"AliBoy! Slow down!" yelled Rasta.
"I AIN'T DOING ANYTHING! HAPPY MUST HAVE RIGGED IT!"
"Damn his cunning. He must have known my taste for retro BMWs." cursed Grix.
Then the car crashed into a tree.
"Warning. You have crashed. I will now at this last stage pelt you with bags of air in the hope you will only break your spine and not your neck." announced the car. Then it pelted them with airbags.
A couple of minutes later, they fell out of the car.
"Let us never speak of it again." said Stryke, looking embarrased.
"AHA! We're there!" said AliBoy.
"Are we?"
"No, but this cuts out a tedious journey in which we'd probably be stopped comically by cops, and Stryke'd sing at least twice. Loudly." said Rasta.
"Ah, fair enough. Is that misterhappy's old but looming country house?"
"Could well be."
"Let's go then."
"Let's."
So off our heroes set, into the unknown, armed with only a bent steering wheel, of which we will never speak of again, and a bottle of Kronenburg. Which Grix threw away. Oh, and Stryke's beard, which apparently has mystical properties like hiding wrestlers. Could come in useful when the script gets tired. Like now.
" This house is dark and scary." announced Ant.
Grix proceeded to turn the lights on.
"Much better."
A disembodied voice suddenly rang through the whole house.
"Have you got my DVD!?"
They looked at each other.
"See? Thats what you get for cutting out the comical journey!" said Stryke.
"Oh. Let's go then."
Later they returned. They had Groundhog day on DVD, some Dime bars and the steering wheel was even more bent. Grix was limping. Stryke was singing.
"Gil-galad was an Elven Kin..."
AliBoy hit him. Twice. With the steering wheel.
"Oh happy! We have thy DVD!" yelled Ant. He was strangely happy. He had found the Kronenburg and had stashed it for later.
"Took your bloody time." said the voice.
"Well, HMV didn't have it, so I was considering getting you Chasing AMy instead..."began Stryke, who was recovering.
"Ah! Much better idea. I want Chasing Amy as well."
"Is that all?" muttered Grix sullenly.
"I don't don't suppose you'd consider giving me your souls?"
"No!" said Ant.
"Oh. Fair enough then. Just the DVD."
Much later they returned. The steering wheel was gone, and they were dragging Ant. Apparently he had drunk the Kronenburg. They stashed him next to a suit of armour.
"We have your DVDs!" announced Stryke.
"Good. Bring them to me."
Then the suit of armour turned aside to reveal a secret passage.
"There is a secret passage mysterious in its blackness!" said AliBoy. He had lost his sharp shades and was feeling vaguely feminine without them.
Ant rolled down the passage, provoking a comical sequence of events where they chased him. At one point it all went dark and AliBoy ended up on top of Grix. This only last a second. AliBoy refound his shades and put them on, then bumped into a wall. Events like this continued until a reason was given for them to cease i.e. They found the Happy-Cave.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Hello chaps." Happy was seated in an armchair and watching Withnail and I on a huge widescreen..erm..screen.
"Snuggly, get them!" yelled Happy.
"How many times! Snuggly was stale and repetative by Withsugar and Ant!"
"Oh. Loki?" said happy.
"Nope. He went into business."
"Ah. Well I'll have to get you myself." Happy leapt from his chair and AliBoy hit him with the DVD cases.
"Fiendishly clever! You use the power of the sugar to fuel your TV and force us to bring you DVDs for as long as you live!"
"Really?" said happy, muffled because AliBoy was sitting on him.
"Nah. bit sad, really." said Rasta, lighting up.
"Oh." happy looked depressed."If I promise to behave, will you let me up."
"Meh, OK. But I'm keeping Chasing Amy. Ant paid for it at HMV prices, and I can't afford that."
"Fair play." said happy and he got up. Then AliBoy hit him again.
"ALIBOY!" yelled Grix.
"Sorry, I felt it was expected."
"Have a drag." said Rasta, passing the cigarette over.
At this point, there is a SURPRISE TWIST, involving a DOUBLE-CROSS! And another DOUBLE-CROSS!
"WE'll never mention this again." said Grix.
AliBoy was dancing around with Rasta, smoking the joint. Stryke was prancing about like a pixie. Maybe he thought he was a pixie. Ant was still comatose from the beer. grix sat down to watch Withnail and I.
misterhappy got up.
"I'll BE BACK! YOU'LL ALL SORRY!"
"k."
"Oh..erm...Can I watch the films?" said happy.
"Yeah, why not? Chuck those three fairies outside first though." said Grix.
THE END
--
Hope you enjoyed.
Cheers,
Stryke.