[SOLO] Momo's Morning After

[DaemonGabrielle]

Momo woke up with a pounding headache. He could blame the bat things, he could blame the party but all he wanted to blame were them confounded evil chocolates. The last thing he remembered was eating one. Then nothing except flashes of colors, odd sounds, and strange feelings. He wasn't quite sure what happened last night, but he assumed it was a doozy.

Crawling out of bed, he managed to drag his sorry butt to the bathroom where he empties himself of the chocolates. Out of every hole, sadly. It seemed the aftereffects of the devils sweet could be really hard to take.

Just as he finished, he heard a beating at the door. Staggering over to it, a little green around the gills so to speak, he threw it open and leaned against the fram. If only to keep from passing out.  

[DaemonGabrielle]

In the opening was a cherub. A cherub holding a baby. A very unhappy cherub, holding a baby.

"What is that?" momo asked, still pondering why how he was standing. You know, with the world being a little icky and movey at the moment.

The little cherub held his hands out to the oversized demon. The same hands that were currently filled with baby.

"I didn't see no babies last night. Ya got the wrong critter, Mr. Cherub. I ain't taking no more gifts from your kind. They are evil." he announced, then shut the door in the tiny terrors face.

He had managed to turn around when the door was shooken by a mighty boom. And then another. And then another.

Momo was terrified. What the hell was with those tiny flying things? They had a worse temper than his momma on a cold day.

Not sure what else to do, MOmo hid behind his bed.  

[DaemonGabrielle]

Some more banging occurred as Momo was crouched in hiding spot. The bangs got louder and louder. As Momo shrank further into himself, he prayed to a Goddess. He wasn't even really sure which one was getting his prayers of 'SAVE ME'. Just that they weren't listening.

When the room shook, and a mighty BOOM was rent thru out the facility, he paused and waited for the tiny little winged man to come eat him. Cause surely anything with that kind of strength had only one thing in mind.

It was a few minutes later before the tiny winged thing appeared before him. Causing him to let loose the girliest shriek he had ever let loose in his life. As he screamed and backed further away, he noticed the cherub toting something. Before he could see what it was, the cherub threw it at him.

Screaming again, he scurried away, only to be tackled by the object as it landed on top of him. Momo couldn't handle that right now. He tried to scurry under the bed but was stopped when the object on his back hit the bed with some force. Causeing an eerie wail to echo thru the room.

Grabbing his ears, Momo turned around to look at the wailing thing and nearly shate himself in surprise when he realized it was the baby from before.

"What in tarnation...?" he asked himself. He crawled out and picked up the screeching thing. After a few shushed and some pats on the back, the little varmit seemed to be appeased. So he looked around for the cherub.

Who was gone.  

[DaemonGabrielle]

Which meant that Momo had to find him. Looking at the kid, he noticed some familiarities between him and the little cretin. In fact, the darn thing was down right cuddly and adorable. He was also pooping on him.

"Oh sweet mother of cows milk!!" he screamed, racing to the bathroom.

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Later that day, upon trying to get his things, he gave up on trying to find that little cherub and just walked a little dejectedly toward the boat. Everytime he had found one of the flying criminals, he had attempted to return the babu. Only to have both the babbin and the cherub shriek in unholy levels. Which in turn made Momo apologize and return the baby to his boozum.

As he entered his ship, he pondered how he was gonna raise a babby. He had no means or anything of the such. NO bottles, no diapers. Eyeing the baby fast asleep in his open suitcase (the only place the baby hadn't screamed about) he made a resolution to go shopping. Hell, he was gonna have to.

With asigh, he turned to the bathroom. And noticed some odd scuffling noises. Stopping with his hand resting on the knob, he leaned closer to the bathroom door and realized. the scuffling noises were coming from the bathroom.

Holy sweet fiddles, the cherub was back. HE wasn't taking no other babys. That damned cherub was nuts if he thought Momo would take this laying down this time. So he grabbed the nearest object (which would be the table lamp) and held it in preparation before swinging the door open with a mighty scream.

Which quickly turned into a squeal as one them bat things from his shady ball night came hurling at his face. Struggling to get the damned thing off, he heard a familiar high pitched scream come from the bed. "Threat. Thou wokth him thup!"he hollered around the giant bat thing trying to eat his face off.

This was the last straw. He couldn't take it anymore. He aimed his lamp of doom and threw it at his face with such force that it zinged thru the air. Only to have the bat thing move at the last minute and the lamp to smash into his face.

A few brief seconds of pain and he slowly slid to the ground, his eyes closing to the sight of the green bat thing approaching the kiddo.  

[DaemonGabrielle]

Momo awoke sometime after nightfall. At first there was no noise other than the pounding of his own head. Then, slowly, a soft lullaby was heard cascading around him. Wondering how in the hell he had managed to eat some more chocolate when it hit him. Well, he remember WHAT hit him.

jumping up, he quickly turned toward to the bed to find....The green face eating bat...singing(?) to his newfound baby.

Holy hell, his night was getting worse and worse. But the baby didn't seem afraid of the bat thing. No. The baby was staring at the nasty creature with an adoration kind of look. That explained that. The baby was in on all this.

Momo guessed he was stuck with a baby and a green bat thingy. This was the last party he would ever attend. Creeping his way into the bathroom, he locked the door and let the little winged critter care for the other winged critter. Man, did he have some changes to make. ..