“While The Spoon Is Away, Wario Will Play”

[The Following Takes Place Between 8:00 AM and 9:00 PM]
[Event Do Not Occur In Real Time]
[How The Heck Would I Write That?]
[I Mean, Writing Events That Occur In Real Time?]
[That Would Take Some Kind Of Math Skills]
[Which I Don't Have]
[Or I'd Have To Act Out Every Single Action]
[And All The Speech]
[And Then Time it]
[And Somehow Get It To Fit In A Perfect 24 Hours]
[That Would Be A Lot Of Work]
[Especially For Someone As Lazy As Me]
[You Know What?]
[Screw It!]
[The Following Takes Place Whenever.]
[Okay?]
[Just Like always.]
[... Aw, Potatoes!]
[...]
[I Hope Someone Found This Funny]
[And Not Just Annoying...]

The last few weeks had been one headache after another for Teh City's beloved leader, the Great Spoon. First one of the local ice cream parlors had been attacked by LASOOF during their weekly shenanigans. As he understood it, Rowen had gotten a craving for a sundae and so they decided to raid the ice cream parlor – since that's what a Legion of Abused and Starving Obessesors Over Foodstuffs do when one of their leaders wants ice cream.

Kimi and Sama had stopped the Legion – but as usual they had taken out most of the block in doing so. It had meant a mountain of paperwork for the Spoon, and it also meant he had a cancel movie night with Winry. Luckily, they'd rescheduled for the next week – but unluckily, that was the week that one of HA's lab experiments got loose and ate asphalt off the main road.

Once again, Kimi and Sama saved the day – but they didn't stick around to fix the streets. That job was done by some contractors who Spoony had to track down through the internet; it was expensive, time-consuming and it made him cancel movie night again. Still, he was able to change the day of the date again by sending Winry a customized tool set.

Sadly that was the day CHoW decided to use a new toy to turn all of the hardened wads of gum beneath the chairs and desks of Teh City into a gigantic blob of pre-chewed gum. The gum monster had gotten revenge by chewing the roof of the high school – a crime that Kimi and Sama were suspiciously slow to stop.

Another day of paperwork, phone calls and another canceled date. The Spoon was not happy – and he decided that enough was enough.

“ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!” The Spoon yelled from his office as he slammed a fist down on his desk. “If this keeps up, I'll never have another date with Winry!” He crossed his arms and leaned back in his desk.

He was brooding in silence – but that's when a voice spoke up.

“You know, if you're too busy to go out with Winry, I could go to her place and tell her what a great guy you are – that way she'll stay happy with you.” Ataru generously offered, though the grin on his face betrayed his words and made his real intentions clear.

The Spoon shot him a glare so dark it could have melted a steel door – though Ataru was oblivious to it. Just as it looked like a bolt of Flan Lightning might flash through the room, the quick-thinking Jeremie stepped in – though he kept a distance away from Ataru just in case.

“Actually, if you need a day off, I'm sure Lum and I can handle the office.” Jeremie offered. The dark scowl that had been on the Spoon's face suddenly softened. He paused for a minute, and then a smile spread across his lips.

“That's not a bad idea...” Spoony grinned. “You two are capable... and I did promise Winry I'd take her to my high-tech beach house sometime... alright! Why not?”

He seemed in infinitely better spirits. Ataru's eyes widened and he jumped forward. “Wait... you have a beach house? How come you never told me!? You know what I could do with a beach house!?”

The Spoon nodded. “Yes – and that's why I didn't tell you.”

Ataru crossed his arms and muttered something. Most of what he said couldn't be made out, but the words 'pudding', 'pool' and 'bikini' were loud enough to hear. Jeremie shook his head, wondering (for the millionth time) how someone like Ataru had ever gotten a job here in the first place.

“C'mon! Just let me use the beach house for a couple days!” Ataru begged.

“Forget it, Moroboshi. Even if I'd consider it – which I never will – my beach house isn't something just anyone can get into. It's ultra-high tech and completely secure. The door has a DNA scanner on it, so only I'm capable of opening it!” The Spoon smirked.

Jeremie blinked. “That seems like a extreme measure, considering Ataru can't even open child-proof locks.”

Ataru made a rude gesture with his hand, but he was ignored. The Spoon, meanwhile, shook his head. “It's not to keep him out. You remember that really expensive, fancy car I got last year?”

Jeremie pondered – and then it came to him. “The one that Sama borrowed and drove off Teh Bridge?”

The Spoon nodded. “And remember that plasma-screen TV we had?”

“The one Kimi spilled her milkshake on?” Jeremie asked.

“The very same! And how about my Wii?” Spoony questioned.

Jeremie was starting to see a pattern. “Which one... the one that Kimi accidentally stepped on, or the one that Sama put in the dryer by mistake... or the one that wound up in the fridge... or the one that --”

The Spoon raised his hand for silence. It was obviously still a bit painful to admit he'd had to buy ten Wii's in the last six months because of 'accidents' resulting from when the Super Hero Duo had borrowed them. Ironically enough, since getting their own Wii, both Kimi and Sama had become incredibly good about not accidentally destroying it.

“I see.” Jeremie nodded. “So you have a DNA scanner on your beach house because you don't want Kimi and Sama to sneak in and break, eat, ruin, destroy, or otherwise mess with your stuff?”

“EXACTLY!” The Spoon sighed. “I can't let those two anywhere near my stuff.”

The Spoon shook his head, he had obviously gotten off topic a bit. “Anyway... you tell Lum that the two of you are in charge until I get back.”

As expected, Ataru had a objection to what was just said. “Hold on!” Ataru complained. “That's not fair, I should be in charge! I'm oldest – and I'm the smartest two!”

“You're using the wrong 'two' when you say 'too'.” Jeremie corrected him.

Ataru was about to respond when a large crack formed in the foundation of one of the walls – by now, you all know which one. The Spoon didn't wait around for Ataru's complaints to resurface. He handed Jeremie a remote control and then hurried out the door to surprise Winry.

He'd take a day off, drive down to the beach, and have a relaxing time with Winry Rockbell by the sea. What could possibly go wrong?

---

As the Spoon headed out one door, Jeremie headed out of another. The door he took led to the main room where four desks were set up. Here, the Spoon's assistants worked hard for Teh City. Winry, Jeremie, Lum and Ataru each had a desk in the rather large room. Of course, Winry wasn't here today – otherwise it wouldn't make sense for the Spoon to leave to surprise her.

Lum was here, however, sitting at her desk and using a strange machine that was undoubtedly not from this world. She looked up as Jeremie entered the room, followed by a grumpy looking Ataru.

“Ah! Darling!, you look unhappy.” Lum floated across the room to Ataru instantly. He grumbled and mumbled, and this time the only words that were loud enough for the others to here were a lot rudder than last time – earning him a zap.

“Darling!!” Lum complained as Ataru sizzled on the floor from her electrical charge.

Jeremie explained what had happened, and the Spoon's decision to leave everyone except Ataru in charge. The computer genius then headed over to his desk, sat down and placed the small black remote control the Spoon had given him in the top drawer.

“What are you doing?” Ataru demanded as he glanced over at Jeremie's actions. “That remote... you know what that is!?” Ataru was practically drooling.

“Of course I do.” Jeremie replied coolly. “That's the remote that the Spoon uses to transfer his body from a physical form into electronic signals so he can broadcast himself into any television in Teh City. It's got incredible powers.”

Ataru nodded with such vigor it looked like his head might pop right off his shoulders. “Do you know what I could do with that thing!?”

Jeremie raised an eyebrow. “I'm sure whatever it is, it'll either end with a lawsuit, a slap across the face, or something getting blown up.”

Mr. Moroboshi looked like he was about to object once again, but Jeremie continued speaking before he had a chance. “Listen, Ataru – there's no way you're getting this remote.”

Once again, Ataru's mouth opened – but Lum put a hand on his shoulder. “Darling!, you shouldn't mess with that remote. Just forget about it.”

Ataru crossed his arms and sulked off into a corner to complain – complain, and plan on how he'd swipe the remote from Jeremie's desk.

Jeremie shot him a suspicious look, but then a beeping noise on his computer caught his attention. He glanced to it and noticed he had a new email – after some quick reading, he sighed and jumped out of his chair.

“Sorry Lum, there's someone downstairs looking for the Spoon. I'll handle it – will you watch my desk and make sure Ataru doesn't get the remote?”

Lum nodded. “Don't worry, darling will behave.”

Jeremie doubted that very much, but he knew that Lum had her own way of keeping him in line – and that kind of voltage usually worked on anyone. He hurried out the door towards the elevator, ready to check on whoever had just shown up.

[...]

The second the door closed behind Jeremie, Ataru jumped from his seat in the corner and ran full speed towards the computer desk that contained his prize. He was almost there, too, running right past Lum – but she wrapped her arms around him from behind and used her superior alien strength to hold him in place.

Ataru's legs flew furiously as he tried to run to the desk, and his arms flailed in a helpless attempt to shake his alien fiancée away from him. It would not work – it never did. Ataru had no chance of breaking Lum's grip – despite having a long track record of trying.

Still, after so long with a alien fiancée, Ataru had been forced to learn some ways of escaping her grip. If he hadn't, he would never have survived his many zany adventures. So Ataru paused, ceasing his struggle. “Ah... Lum, you know, you're right. Who needs a stupid remote thing. Let's go out to lunch.”

Lum blinked, confused at first. She raised an eyebrow – of course, after so long, she had grown suspicious of his tricks. Still, Ataru's stomach growled a second later and she thought his sentiment was sincere – so a smile crossed her face and she released most of him, instead just latching onto his hand and pulling him out of the room.

As they moved down the hallway, Ataru put his plan into action. “Ah! Look at that, I wonder what it is...” Ataru pointed towards the empty elevator, prompting Lum to float forward into the elevator and looked around.

“I don't see – Darling!!” She found nothing as she searched – and then she heard the elevator door's shut after Ataru slammed the button as many times as he could as fast as he could. She growled, showing her fangs as the elevator starting going down – with Ataru still in the hallway.

“Heheheheh!” Ataru cackled to himself as he charged back into the office and over to Jeremie's desk.

---

Meanwhile, while Ataru was scheming and tricking Lum, Jeremie had headed to the ground floor to check out the mysterious visitor for the Spoon. When he arrived he found a odd man standing at the front desk.

He was a short, heavyset fellow with a bulbous nose and a zigzagged mustache. His teeth seemed pointy and he wore a jean jacket and a motorcycle helmet. A large 'W' was present on his belt buckle, a sign of who he was – Wario.

Wario was a local businessman in Teh City, though his business had never been on the 'up-and-up'. He owned the local junkyard, but there were rumors that the junkyard was merely a cover for a theft ring. Though, Wario was no fool – he only committed his crimes when the Flan-I and the Super Heroes were busy with other stuff.

That way, he stayed off their radar. Still, the Spoon knew who he was – he had often tried to shut down Wario's “junkyard”. Though he never had any real success.

“What do you want?” Jeremie asked. He had never actually met Wario before, but the Spoon had given strict instructions that his staff were to treat Wario as if he was an enemy of Teh City – because in Spoony's eyes, he was.

“Gwa ha ha!” Wario laughed a loud, brutish cackle. “Lemme talk to the Spoon!”

Jeremie shook his head. “He's out.”

Wario grinned, showing off all of his pointy teeth. “You don't say. That's pretty interesting... well, how about I wait for him in his office, eh?”

Jeremie narrowed his eyes; this guy was just annoying. “He won't be back... and you're not welcomed in his office, anyway.”

Wario's grin faded. “So, you don't want to at least PLAY nice, huh!? Fine, then how about we play... CATCH!” Wario grabbed something from one of his pockets – a small, round balloon that was full of some kind of liquid. He tossed it at Jeremie – but the quick-thinking assistant of the Spoon jumped out of the way.

When the balloon popped, it unleashed a offensive odor. Wario grinned. “Essence of Skunk – I'm thinking about getting into the perfume business; whaddiya think?”

Although he had dodged the balloon, the smell was overpowering and the computer expert passed out. Wario shrugged. “I never DO get a response from anyone... Gwa ha ha ha!”

---

Ataru ripped open the drawer and grabbed the remote control. His mind was swimming with ideas of what he could do with the flan-powered remote that allowed its user to broadcast themselves directly into any television screen in Teh City.

Just as Ataru started to walk towards the door to the room, it burst open. Lum was narrowing her eyes and staring at Ataru. She looked both angry, and also upset.

“Darling!, I hate it when you do these things!” Lum complained. She had been trapped in the elevator – but before it ever reached the ground floor, Lum had used her strength to push it back to the top and pry open the doors.

Ataru was sweating – he didn't want to part with the remote, but aside from anger, Lum also looked like he'd offended her this time. Despite all his shenanigans and hijinks, he actually did care about Lum and sometimes he did feel like he was crossing a line.

“Ah... well... you see...”

A second later, a gigantic shape appeared behind Lum. The elevator had opened again – and this time the person coming out of it was Wario! He growled loudly, laughing as he spotted Lum in the doorway to the Spoon's office.

“Gwa ha ha! Outta the way toots, I'm looking for something.” Wario warned her. Lum had by now spun around the face the fiend and she was staring at him wide-eyed. She had traveled all other the galaxy, and seen a lot of freakish, disturbing monsters – but Wario was one of the worst.

“HEY!” Ataru ran up, putting himself between Lum and Wario. He may always try to escape from her, and he did have a knack for chasing other women – every other woman, to be precise – but he wasn't about to let some stranger burst in and steal Lum away. (Of course, Wario wasn't even thinking about stealing Lum away from him, but Ataru figured that was why he was here.)

Wario looked at Ataru with a unimpressed gaze, wondering if he could bite Ataru in half without exposing his taste buds to cruel and unusual punishment. As he pondered that question, he noticed the remote control in Ataru's hand.

“AH! That's what I'm here for! Thanks, buddy!” Wario grabbed his grubby hands at the remote – only to hand Lum fly up and block his fingers with her hand. Wario blinked – and then he lit up like a Christmas tree as electricity shot through his entire body. His eyes bugged out and his mustache straightened for a moment as he fell to the ground.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!” Wario's head was spinning. “Pretty impressive... but I can do better!” He growled, then he jumped back, grabbed Winry's desk (the one closest to the Spoon's private office, of course) and tossed it at Lum. Although the desk hit her and knocked her back, it hardly did any real injury to the invader.

“Take THIS!” Ataru decided to try out the remote on Wario. So he aimed it at him and pressed the button labeled 'self-defense'.

---

Meanwhile, as bad things were happening to his office, the Spoon was relaxing. His car had just stopped on the sandy beach where a large house sat near the waves. Stepping out of the passenger side door was Winry Rockbell. The waves were making a pleasant sound as the struck the shores and overhead a seagull was chirping happily.

Spoony paused as he stepped out of the car, and a look of dread crossed his face. Winry noticed it and looked over to him, concerned. “What's wrong?”

The Spoon shook his head. “No... nothing. I just suddenly got a feeling of dread... like something bad happened, or was about to happen.”

Winry grabbed her tool bag from the front seat. “Ah, don't worry about it. You're probably still thinking about work. Let's just enjoy the day! Come on – show me this DNA scanning door you told me about!” There was a certain glint in Winry's eyes that made the Spoon wonder if she intended to dismantle his door.

Well... if it had been anybody else, he might have protested. “Alright, let's go.”

The Spoon happily strolled across the sandy shore that led up to his door. After all, what did he have to worry about? He had several hours that he could now dedicate to peace, relaxation and happiness. He smiled, the stress of his job finally melted away.

They approached the door, which was large, metallic and covered with glimmering lights and a stranger scanner. Spoony plucked a hair from his head and put it down on a small green and white scanner that absorbed the hair into it, started to glow and blink, and then finally gave a beep of acceptance.

The door opened, and the Spoon walked in. Winry was mesmerized by the technological door. She turned to him with puppy dog eyes and a quivering lip. He rubbed the back of his head.

“Oh... okay, you can take it apart. Ah, but you have to put it back together before we leave. I'd hate to see what would happen to this place if Kimi and Sama could get in.”

“I resent that.”
“Me too!”

The two voices that spoke from behind the Spoon had come from the kitchen. He looked like his stress had just returned.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

---

Someone screamed the word 'no', but it was too late. The explosion engulfed the Spoon HQ and turned the once proud building into rubble. Of course, no one was hurt in the explosion and the collapse. It doesn't really make sense, but what does?

As the rubble cleared, Ataru pulled himself out from beneath a large, concrete slab that had fallen on him. For some reason, no matter what kind of horrible, disfiguring injury he always managed to be just fine. It was a bizarre reality.

“OwwOwwOwwOwwOwwOwwOwwOwwOww!” Ataru groaned, clutching his head as it burned from being struck by a block of concrete that had been crudely blown off the ceiling.

“Darling?” Lum floated around the room, looking for Ataru. Her eyes were full of concern as she watched Ataru appear from beneath the rubble. She floated over – apparently she had managed to avoid most of the explosion and emerge relatively unharmed.

“What happened!?” Another pile of rubble shifted and Jeremie poked his head up. Having a building explode is apparently the cure for being sprayed with skunk juice. He adjusted his glasses and glared at Ataru.

“Uh... I just used the self-defense button and then the entire HQ exploded!” Ataru complained.

Jeremie groaned. “There was no 'self-defense' button... only the emergency self-DESTRUCT button!”

Ataru grinned sheepishly. “Um... so, you can fix this place up, right?”

Lum gave him a shock, causing Ataru's legs to turn into jelly. He crashed into the ground and rolled down a small hill full of rocks, coming to rest against a large pile of rubble that sat like a little island amidst . . . the rest of the rubble.

“Can you?” Lum asked the same question herself.

“Probably... that remote has amazing powers. We could probably fix this place up real quick with it.” Jeremie nodded.

Lum clapped her hands together. “Good! Darling, did you hear that? . . . Darling?”

The alien girl looked down into the pit of rubble where Ataru had fallen; but he was missing. For a moment, she assumed he had just run off with the remote to cause trouble. That is, until she saw the gigantic footprints in the destroyed ground.

“Darling . . . ?” She peered out at the distance, shading her eyes from the sun with one of her free hands. As she watched, she saw a motorcycle speeding towards Teh Junk Yard. On the back was Wario – Ataru slung under his armpit. “DARLING!”

Lum was about to shoot off after them, but Jeremie managed to climb up the rubble pile and appeared at her side. “Hold on! Don't just charge after them! If you attack now, you might hurt Ataru. We'll have to follow them... and wait for him to put Ataru down.”

Lum didn't like the plan, but she heaved a sigh and nodded. “Alright... but after he puts Darling down...”

Jeremie nodded. “Then you zap him.”

---

“I can't believe Spoony kicked us out of his beach house.”

Sitting in the sand, just off the side of Spoony's property line, were the usual-stars of our stories – Super Kimi and Wonder Sama. The super hero was making a sand castle, while her sidekick was playing with a hermit crab.

“KA BIBBLE!” Sama whimpered as he got a tiny claw clamped down on his finger. “Stupid crab! Gimme some old bay and some butter and I'll teach you whose boss!”

Kimi punched him in the arm, grabbing his attention and causing his arm to fill with pain.

“Oooouch! What did you do that for?” Sama complained.

“Does your finger still hurt?” Kimi asked.

“No, but my arm hurts!” Sama clearly didn't enjoy her idea.

“Well, I could kick you in the head...”

Sama glared.

---

“Gwa ha ha!” Wario ruled the Junkyard with a iron fist. What was trash to most of the people in Teh City was a domain for the scoundrel with the bike. He'd used the 'garbage' to build his motorcycle and a large building that he dwelt in.

“Welcome to my mansion!” Wario grinned.

“... Looks like a shack.” Ataru blinked. He was promptly struck in the head. While Ataru rubbed his head, Wario grabbed the remote from his hands and clutched it greedily. “Heh! Finally! Kid, you know what I can do with this?”

Ataru nodded. “Oh yeah! I had big plans!”

Wario narrowed his eyes. He put his foot on Ataru's head and pushed down, smashing the boy into the dirty ground. When he had dirtied up Ataru's face, hair and clothes, he turned around and sat on a large chair that served as his throne. Two of the legs were different colors than the rest . . . and also held on with duct tape.

“I'm going to use this remote to electronically replace every television in Teh City with big, stinking heaps of garbage! Then, everyone will have to pay me to get their TVs back. It'll be great!” Wario grinned, wringing his hands greedily. Ataru eyeballed the remote the way he usually did a pretty girl.

Wario seemed to notice, and a grin crossed his face as he lifted up the remote. “You want this back, huh?” He leaned his face right next to Ataru, and then opened his mouth as wide as it would go as he yelled: “TOO BAD!”

Ataru was sent reeling, both from the volume of Wario's voice, and the smells that come from a diet found in a junkyard. As Ataru clutched his throat and gasped for air. Wario turned away from him and waddled over to the other side of his lair. He had a demented grin on his face – he planned to steal all the TVs and make a buck doing it. It would be great!

“Alright kid, time to get what's coming to me!” Wario declared. As you might have expected, the wall of trash exploded, showering the room (and Ataru) with tin cans, used tissue paper, old cardboard boxes and discarded clothing of all kinds.

“Darling!” Lum yelled as she flew in from where she had blasted the wall open with her electricity.

Wario had been tossed back in the sudden burst from the wall, as he impacted against his 'throne', Jeremie jumped in from behind Lum and dashed down to try to steal away the remote control. Unfortunately, Wario jumped back up in time and snapped his jaws at Jeremie in a warning.

“You guys wanna Brawl? Fine!” Wario growled. He looked at the remote and scanned the buttons – then he spotted one that was both to his liking and a convenient plot device. Almost too convenient!

When his finger mashed the button down, a small orb appeared in the air and floated around. Wario dove for it, trying to break it and achieve the coveted Final Smash.

“Lum!” Jeremie yelled, and the alien was already on her way, racing Wario towards the floating Orb. Wario jumped up and punched the orb, but it only bounced away from him. Lum managed to touch it for a second, but as she did it shot away from her hand before she could light it up.

Wario tried to jump high and pound himself down onto the orb – but he was too slow and only wound up crushing Ataru beneath his posterior. As Ataru struggled to get free, Lum fired a bolt of lightning – but her anger at seeing her beloved Ataru crushed beneath Wario caused her to shoot it at him, instead of the Smash Orb.

Wario sparked and sizzled, and as he did he shot across the room. Ataru was freed – and better yet, in his hand was the remote control. He had a crazy grin on his face and was laughing in the way he does whenever he's about to do something stupid.

“Now it's my turn!” Ataru declared.

“Wait, wait!” Jeremie charged as fast as he could to snatch the remote away from Ataru. Moroboshi's face fell as the genius stole the remote away. “Remember last time you used this thing?”

Lum had turned to watch Ataru and Jeremie argue over the remote, her back now turned to Wario. The villain used that chance to grab the Final Smash Orb from the air and sink his teeth into it; popping the ball and releasing the energy in a way that suddenly made him glow – and transform into a costumed 'super hero'.

“Wah ha ha ha! I'm WarioMan now! And you guys are finished!”

WarioMan stepped forward, posing dramatically in his pajamas as he grinned from ear to ear. Lum exchanged a confused look with Ataru and Jeremie. The villainous WarioMan waddled forward, his strength and speed now enhanced. He flexed his muscles and charged – ready to meet Lum for her super strength.

As he charged, though, Jeremie aimed the remote and pressed a button – suddenly it shot a small green-tinted mushroom out at amazing speeds. The tiny mushroom flew right into WarioMan's mouth and sailed down his throat. WarioMan stopped in his tracks, his stomach suddenly rumbling.

“Oooh...” He clutched his gut, and suddenly his super hero costume turned back into his regular clothes – and then he shrunk down to half his normal size. “[size-1]What happened!?[/size]” His voice now sounded like a chipmunk singer.

Lum looked down at the new shrunken Wario and sent a blast of static in his direction. The lightning consumed him completely and when the yellow sparks finally died down, he was burnt black from head to toe. He smelled like bar-be-cue and was as crunchy as popcorn.

“I'm... just going... to lie down now...” Wario passed out.

Ataru stepped on him after he was already unconscious, and then he threw up his arms in triumph. “I did it!”

Jeremie rolled his eyes. Lum sweat dropped a bit. “Darling...”

The computer genius looked out the broken hole in Wario's wall, towards the direction where the Spoon's HQ once sat. “Come on, we've got a lot to clean up before the boss gets back.”

Lum paused. “Ah... how are we going to do it all in time?”

Jeremie shrugged, aimed the remote, and pressed the pause button. “I figured we'll just do this.”

Ataru blinked as he watched the entire world around them stop. “That's kind of cheap, isn't it?”

Jeremie nodded. “Well... yeah, but, how else are we going to clean that whole mess up in one day?”

---

Aside from initially running into Kimi and Sama, and discovering that they had in fact cleaned out his refrigerator, Spoony's vacation was a relaxing one. Sure, the heroes hanging around outside for the entire day would have normally irritated him.

He still had a high-tech house, a mile of beach and Winry Rockbell to cheer him up. That, and the fact that the walls were soundproofed so that he couldn't hear the shenanigans of the heroes outside, was enough to make the day-long vacation a relaxing one.

Now he was on his way back home. As the Spoon was driving home, he gazed towards Teh City laying out ahead of them. For a brief second, he thought his Spoon HQ was no longer visible – odd, since it always had been from this road.

When they arrived and parked in the usual parking spot just next to the Spoon HQ. The Spoon and Winry got out of the car and walked towards the doors, looking around. For some reason, the Spoon felt like something was different.

“Hey Spoony... do you get the feeling something isn't right?” Winry asked, pressing a finger to her cheek.

“Yeah, now that you mentioned it...” Spoony replied; but before he could say anything else, the door opened and out came Jeremie, Lum and a very chipper looking Ataru.

“Hey! You're back! Hahah, no worries buddy, I took care of it all.” Ataru grinned, slapping a hand onto the Spoon's shoulder happily.

The Spoon raised an eyebrow. “. . . So, nothing happened, right? Everything was good?”

Ataru nodded. “Yeah! No problems! Absolutely, nothing happened!”

Winry snapped her fingers and everyone turned to her. “AH! I finally got it! The HQ . . . didn't it used to face the west?”

Ataru sweat dropped. The Spoon shot him a glare so vicious that if looks could kill, even Moroboshi Ataru would have died from this one.

Then the window exploded out as a diminutive Wario jumped out and ran down the street, complaining all the way.

---

Meanwhile, back at the beach, with the Spoon and Winry gone back to work, our heroes once again used a stray strand of hair to get into the beach house.

“Ouch Ka bibble! Kimi, did you let the hermet crab in here?!”

“I figured it would be funny.”

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I really, really hope you enjoyed this Spoony. I realize it's completely insane and random – this is what happens when I stay up all night listening to Weird Al while working on requests.

Hopefully you liked it? =3 Anyway, I finally did a request! Huzzay!

Would have reviewed earlier, but I had to go to class once I finished it...

ANYWAYS!

Hilarious GS. I'm not sure what my favorite part was, but I was laughing most of the time.

And the time thing at the beginning was pretty funny. I enjoyed it.

Definately a good look into The Spoon and his assistants. Woot!

So THAT'S what they do when no one is teh Spoon is out....


Good thing he's not out more often eh?

Amazingtastic first requests! I'm sure all of these will be worth the wait!

Wow...funny stuff. What are the other requests?

Befitting of my lazy nature, I shall just copy what I said on deviantART.

The part that I crossed out doesn't really apply here, as it refers to something GS put in the Artist Comments over on deviantART. :p

Well, there was a little thing that a lot of us did over on deviantART where each of us took 10 requests for pictures. GS is more of a writer than a drawer, so he's doing story requests. Out of the eight requests that have been... er, requested thus far, though, only three (which includes this one) are SK&WS related.

Here's a list of the requests:

I was aware of the 10-request challenge (I visit your Deviantart accounts every so often), but thanks for the information and requests, Spoony. ^_^.