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 Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:42 pm
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
::Turns around as they're walking::
Blossom, who are you talking to?
Nobody, mommy. I'm just singing!
That's an odd.. song.
::shakes her head and continues walking towards home::
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:44 pm
::takes a few deep breaths::
Okay. Okay. Ooookay. Gotta calm down. Take stock of our situation. Maybe if I chew a hole through this jar...
: surprised pens wide and bites the wall::
OUCH!
That...HURT!
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:45 pm
Waitwaitwait... so YOU don't have powers, and I don't have powers... this girl is clearly a mastermind and we, buddy, are the worst Kandor ever.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:47 pm
Shhh.. we're home now, I'll show the rest of the pack and we can figure out what to do with you
Yeah, they're going to think it's so cool!
::The jar shakes around as Blossom shoves it deeper into her backpack, zips it up and walks into the large house her family shares::
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:49 pm
*Walks into the bookstore. Looking for a computer of some kind.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:54 pm
Sprood! We're BITE-SIZED! What if these diabolical giant children get peckish? How does Violet DEAL with this all the time?!
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:58 pm
*walks into the book store*
Chastity? Are you here you kinda left in a bad mood I just wanted to check to see if you're ok
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:58 pm
Kick 'em in the tonsils? That's cool, right? If we hit kids? The by-laws are unclear. Either way, maybe if we make ourselves look like ten tons of fun, they'll take us out of this jar to play with us... then we can just fly away.
...
Unless our rings don't work.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 8:01 pm
....I AM ten tons of fun. I'm the funnest senator I know.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 8:02 pm
::Blossom and Conner run up the stairs.
Okay Ghost, go get the others. Be secret about it.
::She sets the jar on a table in a center of the room. Her and Conner crowd around it::
What do you think they eat?
I dunno. Leaves and stuff? I've never seen people bugs before
Maybe they eat people food?
::Suddenly a sound of running feet is heard and 4 more children enter the room::
WHOA. What is that?
Do they bite?
::they push and shove each other around as they try to get a good look at the tiny inhabitants of the jar::
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 8:03 pm
Oh I'm pissed. *Smirks at Jean, showing her fangs.*
Now.. Do they keep records of the happens of this place somewhere?
*Finds a computer and starts fiddling with it.*
(Brb.)
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 8:06 pm
Um...*ahem*
Greetings, enormous children. I, Tenzil Kem, along with my partner, Gim Allon, come in peace to your enormous world. Please take us to your gigantic leader.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 8:07 pm
You are. The last round of confirmation hearings was comedy gold. And I literally weigh ten tons at my maximum height. The Chomp n' Stomp Connection strikes again!
Gim nods supportively as Tenz addresses the giant children.
And I speak fluent Gigantese, if you're more comfortable speaking in your native tongue.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 8:09 pm
I'm sure they do somewhere.
*begins searching around*
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 8:13 pm
::Winter pushes in between Blossom and Conner::
Ooooh.. I'm telling mommy. Those things are kinda scary and I'll bet you're not supposed to have them in the house!
NO. You better not, runt. I'll hide your Hannah Montana doll if you do
THAT'S MEAN.. *sniffles*
Oh, knock it off Conner. Stop picking on her
::Ambrose taps the jar::
Hello people bugs
GIVE IT TO ME!
::Therese snatches the jar off the table::
NO, ME!
::Conner grabs it and the two pull at the jar, trying to wrestle it away from the other. The jar slips. As if in slow motion, the jar falls from their grip. A collective gasp is heard::
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