Title: Happy Birthday Wonder Sama!
Description: No soup for you!
Description: No soup for you!
AGodofIrony - May 18, 2007 12:40 AM (GMT)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GS!
Happy Birthday from Cojo and I, GS! Know it's late, but we had conflicting schedules...Hope you like it!
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“Higher, higher!” Tazzy shouted, motioning upwards towards Super Kimi, who floated in that direction, and taped up a large, red banner.
“How much more time do we have?” Crystal Rose wondered, running across the living room of the K Tower, arm full of party hats and various small gift bags.
“Plenty!” Spoony’s voice said from the TV Set, “I sent him on a mission. It’s not dangerous, but it’ll take him a bit of time.”
“Good,” HA muttered from the kitchen, “I’m getting tired of frosting things…”
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Sama sliced through a vine, muttering under his breath as he made his way through the jungle, green Flan Saber on so he could help make a path. Spoony had sent him to get some sort of ancient artifact of his, and wouldn’t listen to Sama’s protests when the Chosen One said it was his birthday.
He had been sent into Teh Forest, not the Foodstuffs Forest, but an actual forest, with trees, vines, ferns, and other green growing things you’d normally find out in nature.
Wondering why he had been sent, he reflected on the fact he had not met any enemies, but had actually yet to meet anyone or anything, excluding a few stray monkeys that had tried to pummel him with old fruit.
A sudden, loud clopping sound, slightly muffled on the soft earth, could be heard, and Sama stopped, listening carefully and looking around, frowning as he raised his saber, wondering what the sound was, and where exactly it was coming from.
Turning around, he sighed, releasing his held breath, seeing a familiar figure riding what appeared to be a mechanical llama. On top of the llama was Sama’s ‘evil’ clone, the Custard-I Hammah.
“Hey Hammah!” Sama waved, seeing that neither Teh Spork or Jimi was with him, “What are you doing here?”
Hammah paused on his mechanical llama, looking down towards Sama, a little surprised, “I’m gathering some herbs and roots. Only place close enough to Teh Town to find them. Can’t buy them anywhere. But why are you here? Isn’t today your birthday?”
“It is…” Sama sighed, “But Spoony sent me on this weird quest…I’m suppose to find this artifact in a bag in a temple somewhere here…I have a map but…” he shrugged, holding up the map, which had been ruined when a week old peach had been splattered on it by a monkey earlier. “Wait…how did you know it was my birthday?”
Hammah shrugged, “The Professor says you’re suppose to ‘know your enemy’ or something like that. So I found out your birthday.”
Sama merely shrugged as well, taking what his clone said at face value.
“Hey, since it’s your birthday, why don’t I help you? The Professor doesn’t have to know!” Hammah grinned, pointing to the seat behind him on the mechanical llama, “It’s faster then walking.”
Sama grinned and began to clamber up the llama, both of the two unaware of the watching eyes.
“Don’t you think we should get them now, when they don’t expect it?” Tony the Tiger wondered, remaining silent as he, Rowen, and a few other L.A.S.O.O.F. members hid among the trees.
“No…We need them to find this temple…” Rowen said sharply, glaring at Tony, “Whatever Teh Spoon has in there must be something of value…”
“He’s sending Sama to get it though,” Tony argued, “It can’t be that valuable.”
“Then consider this practice, and a way to get the annoying sidekick out of the picture,” Rowen replied coldly, “Now be quiet…”
Sama managed to get on the mechanical llama, and the two then set off, Rowen and his cronies following stealthily behind him…
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“Yes, yes. It’s ready already. It should be arriving with one of my Spork Bots soon,” the annoyed voice of Prof. AGoI said over the screen, Crystal Rose glaring at him.
“And it’s not anything dangerous, is it? It’s what we asked for, right?” Crystal Rose demanded.
“Of course it is! I might be an evil genius, but I’m not that cruel. I like potatoes as well, though not as much as Sama it seems…” AGoI muttered, shaking his head, “The Super Spork Deluxe Potato Peeler will be fine. I didn’t even plant a bug to spy on you heroes either. You can have HA look it over if you’re suspicious. He seems mechanically inclined.”
“Be a nice break…” HA said from the kitchen.
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Hammah stared at the map as the mechanical llama plodded along, Sama keeping an eye out for any more of those evil monkeys.
“Hmmm…” Hammah muttered, then focused his Custard Powers on the map, “Aha! Just as I thought…”
The Custard-I flipped open a panel on the mechanical llama and typed in a few buttons, and changing course slightly, headed through the forest still.
Soon enough, the two came upon a large, vine ridden temple in the forest, everything oddly quiet. Dismounting from the mechanical llama, Sama headed in first, gulping and holding up his green Flan Saber, followed by Hammah, who was holding up his yellow Custard saber.
“So you don’t know what this artifact is?” Hammah wondered, as the two pressed in the gloom, lighting the way with their sabers, unknowingly still being followed by Rowen and company.
“No ideaaaAAHHHHH!!!” Sama shouted, falling down steps that had appeared suddenly, saber tumbling out of his hand and flicking off, plunging the Flan-I into darkness.
Hammah, unfortunately, had also not seen the steps, and tumbled down them as well, his saber repeating what Sama’s had done.
Once the two had stopped tumbling, they found themselves in a pitch dark cavern, some eerie sounds coming from all around them…
“Do…do you have a light?” Sama wondered, turning to where he thought Hammah was.
“No…I left my bag by the Mecha Llama…” Hammah muttered, “But I got my other saber…”
Hammah’s red saber flicked on, illuminating some light.
“Oh, right! I got my extra saber too!” Sama grinned, and flicked on his blue saber.
By the light of the sabers, they saw a huge cauldron, and some strange words written on it. Walking forward, they peered at the writing.
“I don’t understand a word of this…” both Sama and Hammah finally announced, shaking their heads.
“Maybe it’s in this thing…” Sama muttered, then focused the Flan into his legs, and jumped up, grabbing the edge of the giant cauldron…
Flames suddenly erupted around the cauldron, and Sama yelped, letting go, but being stopped by Hammah with his Custard powers, focusing and floating Sama away from the flames.
The whole room suddenly lit up, and a small bag could be seen on a pedestal not to far from them.
“Looks like we found it!” Sama grinned, racing forward to take the bag…
“No, it looks like I found it,” a voice grinned, a flash of blue light appearing behind Sama and Hammah, Darth Rowen smirking there, arms crossed over his chest, “Thanks for doing all the work for me.”
“Rowen! I won’t let you get the…the…whatever it is Spoony is having me get!” Sama shouted, wishing the Flan-I leader would have at least told him what he was retrieving.
“Heh, I could honestly care less about what that artifact is…I’m going to take you down…Tony, Lucky, Snap, Crackle, Pop, keep the clone occupied!” Rowen shouted, as the aforementioned L.A.S.O.O.F. Members leapt from the stair way, charging Hammah, who screamed and began to run around.
Rowen vanished with a Chaos Control, appearing behind Sama with a spinning kick.
Sama ducked and rolled, holding his Flan saber in his left hand now, Emerald Lightning glowing in his right.
Rowen grinned and landed, closing his eyes, red energy beginning to appear around him…
“HAH!” Sama shouted, firing the green Flan Lightning, hitting Rowen, but since he was momentarily invincible, it did not hurt him, but threw him up and away, and into the cauldron.
“CHAOS BLAST!” Rowen’s voice from the cauldron shouted, expecting the shatter the cauldron.
It did not, but the cauldron began to shake violently, and a booming sound could be heard in the temple.
The Darth Flan-I quickly warped out of the cauldron, as steaming hot broth began to filled it, vegetables, meats, and various other soup foodstuffs was added to the hot.
The booming grew louder, and a door slid open, a strange figure appearing in it…
“NO SOUP FOR YOU!!!” The Soup Nazi shouted, wielding a large, wooden ladle. At least, it looked like wood.
“What…the Soup Nazi! But, I thought he was dead!” Rowen shouted, eyes wide.
“Yah…didn’t Spoony take you out even before I was a Flan-I?” Sama wondered, the fight momentarily forgotten, “Didn’t he kill you or something?”
“Hah! My soup is delicious! I was able to make some that made sure he couldn’t kill me! No Spoon can defeat Soup!” the Soup Nazi declared, “Now you’ve all trespassed, wishing to eat my soup! Well…NO SOUP FOR YOU!”
“Wait! You’re part of L.A.S.O.O.F.!” Rowen shouted, “You should be working with us to defeat him!” Rowen pointed towards Sama and Hammah, “They’re enemies of L.A.S.O.O.F.!”
“Hmmm…very well then!” the Soup Nazi grinned, and began to advance on Sama…
“Sama!” Hammah shouted, throwing him his other Custard Saber. Sama grabbed it and flicked it on, holding his Flan Saber and Hammah’s Custard Saber up.
“You can not defeat me!” the Soup Nazi stated, “Fear my soup!”
He pointed his ladle towards Sama, and steaming hot soup spilled from it. Sama rotated the sabers, evaporating the soup before it could touch him.
“Don’t forget about me…” Rowen grinned, his hand crackling in an all to familiar move… “Chi…dor…”
“And don’t forget about me!” Hammah shouted, using his Custard Powers to throw Pop at Rowen, then ducked Tony’s claws.
“Pop!” Pop shouted, hitting Rowen and stopping the Chidori attack.
“Gah!” Rowen shouted, then pointed to Hammah, “Get him! He’s weaponless!”
The Soup Nazi lunged at Wonder Sama, who blocked with the sabers in an ‘X’ formation, and pushed back, focusing the Flan on his arms, grinning and throwing the Soup backwards, almost back threw the door…
“Sama!” Hammah shouted again, grinning though. He closed his eyes and focused, and Sama’s fallen green saber and his own fallen yellow saber flew into his hands, and he clicked them on…
“I think he need to push him back through the door so we can seal him away again!” Hammah shouted, “But we might need a key of some sort…”
“Hah! The key to lock me in is in there!” the Soup Nazi laughed, getting up. He pointed towards the large vat of boiling soup, “You can never survive it!”
Sama growled and ran forward, focusing on the Flan some more, flipping up and slamming his foot into the Soup Nazi’s forehead, who uttered a gasp and fell headlong down the stairs from whence he came.
“Now to take care of you guys!” Sama said victoriously, as he and Hammah advanced on the two.
“Heh…let’s see just how well Flan and Custard work together…” Hammah grinned.
Rowen growled, seeing the tables had turned. Hammah had managed to take out all but Tony when Sama was dealing with the Soup Nazi, and the tiger wasn’t looking to good…
“Fine, looks like you win now…But you aren’t going to get away that easily…Chaos…BLAST!” Rowen shouted, turning red and letting loose a shockwave of Chaos Energy.
When it subsided, the temple was shaking badly, threatening to fall down, Rowen and his L.A.S.O.O.F. cronies having disappeared.
“Aww, potatoes! We need to get out of here!” Sama shouted, grabbing the small bag which was suppose to have one of Spoony’s powerful artifacts.
“But what about the Soup Nazi?” Hammah wondered, covering his head with his hands.
“No time!” Sama yelled, and grabbed Hammah’s arm, and focused his Flan, and ran up the steps, followed by his Custard-I clone.
They barely managed to leave the temple when it came shattering down…
“Well, guess we don’t need to worry about a key then!” Hammah grinned nervously, “I guess you better get back.”
“Yup…But why don’t you come? Kimi might not like it, but you did help me back there…” Sama shrugged.
Hammah grinned brightly, and nodded, “Sure! Let’s just hope the decor…” The clone stopped, eyes widening, then just grinning, and the two rode the mechanical llama to teh K Tower, where Sama was given a surprise birthday party…
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It was much later in the day, the festivities had winded down, and Spoony’s face suddenly appeared on the TV in L.A.S.O.O.F., an annoyed looking Rowen standing in front of it.
“Alright, I did what you wanted,” Rowen said pointedly, “I kept Sama distracted long enough for you guys to get everything ready. Now you need to hold up your end of the bargain.”
“Fine, fine,” Spoony muttered, “You’ll get that artifact then…”
A flash of Flan lightning, and the very same bag that Sama had taken from the temple appeared by Rowen.
“Excellent…” Rowen grinned, and opened the bag. His yes widened, and he held up what was in the bag, screaming in fury…
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“Hey Spoony…” Sama wondered, as the party was over, “What was that artifact anyways?”
“Oh, nothing special,” Spoony grinned, “Just an old spoon of mine I planted as a decoy for the real artifact. The Soup Nazi doesn’t even realize he’s guarding it!”
Sama’s eyes widened, “What?! You mean that mission was just to keep me away?!”
“Calm down!” Spoony said quickly, “I didn’t know the Soup Nazi would appear! I thought I had him sealed away good and tight…”
Sama fumed silently, then shrugged, and decided to have each different kind of way you could prepare a potato…
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NO SOUP FOR YOU!
Happy Birthday GS. Cojo and I hope you like it!
Happy Birthday from Cojo and I, GS! Know it's late, but we had conflicting schedules...Hope you like it!
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“Higher, higher!” Tazzy shouted, motioning upwards towards Super Kimi, who floated in that direction, and taped up a large, red banner.
“How much more time do we have?” Crystal Rose wondered, running across the living room of the K Tower, arm full of party hats and various small gift bags.
“Plenty!” Spoony’s voice said from the TV Set, “I sent him on a mission. It’s not dangerous, but it’ll take him a bit of time.”
“Good,” HA muttered from the kitchen, “I’m getting tired of frosting things…”
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Sama sliced through a vine, muttering under his breath as he made his way through the jungle, green Flan Saber on so he could help make a path. Spoony had sent him to get some sort of ancient artifact of his, and wouldn’t listen to Sama’s protests when the Chosen One said it was his birthday.
He had been sent into Teh Forest, not the Foodstuffs Forest, but an actual forest, with trees, vines, ferns, and other green growing things you’d normally find out in nature.
Wondering why he had been sent, he reflected on the fact he had not met any enemies, but had actually yet to meet anyone or anything, excluding a few stray monkeys that had tried to pummel him with old fruit.
A sudden, loud clopping sound, slightly muffled on the soft earth, could be heard, and Sama stopped, listening carefully and looking around, frowning as he raised his saber, wondering what the sound was, and where exactly it was coming from.
Turning around, he sighed, releasing his held breath, seeing a familiar figure riding what appeared to be a mechanical llama. On top of the llama was Sama’s ‘evil’ clone, the Custard-I Hammah.
“Hey Hammah!” Sama waved, seeing that neither Teh Spork or Jimi was with him, “What are you doing here?”
Hammah paused on his mechanical llama, looking down towards Sama, a little surprised, “I’m gathering some herbs and roots. Only place close enough to Teh Town to find them. Can’t buy them anywhere. But why are you here? Isn’t today your birthday?”
“It is…” Sama sighed, “But Spoony sent me on this weird quest…I’m suppose to find this artifact in a bag in a temple somewhere here…I have a map but…” he shrugged, holding up the map, which had been ruined when a week old peach had been splattered on it by a monkey earlier. “Wait…how did you know it was my birthday?”
Hammah shrugged, “The Professor says you’re suppose to ‘know your enemy’ or something like that. So I found out your birthday.”
Sama merely shrugged as well, taking what his clone said at face value.
“Hey, since it’s your birthday, why don’t I help you? The Professor doesn’t have to know!” Hammah grinned, pointing to the seat behind him on the mechanical llama, “It’s faster then walking.”
Sama grinned and began to clamber up the llama, both of the two unaware of the watching eyes.
“Don’t you think we should get them now, when they don’t expect it?” Tony the Tiger wondered, remaining silent as he, Rowen, and a few other L.A.S.O.O.F. members hid among the trees.
“No…We need them to find this temple…” Rowen said sharply, glaring at Tony, “Whatever Teh Spoon has in there must be something of value…”
“He’s sending Sama to get it though,” Tony argued, “It can’t be that valuable.”
“Then consider this practice, and a way to get the annoying sidekick out of the picture,” Rowen replied coldly, “Now be quiet…”
Sama managed to get on the mechanical llama, and the two then set off, Rowen and his cronies following stealthily behind him…
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“Yes, yes. It’s ready already. It should be arriving with one of my Spork Bots soon,” the annoyed voice of Prof. AGoI said over the screen, Crystal Rose glaring at him.
“And it’s not anything dangerous, is it? It’s what we asked for, right?” Crystal Rose demanded.
“Of course it is! I might be an evil genius, but I’m not that cruel. I like potatoes as well, though not as much as Sama it seems…” AGoI muttered, shaking his head, “The Super Spork Deluxe Potato Peeler will be fine. I didn’t even plant a bug to spy on you heroes either. You can have HA look it over if you’re suspicious. He seems mechanically inclined.”
“Be a nice break…” HA said from the kitchen.
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Hammah stared at the map as the mechanical llama plodded along, Sama keeping an eye out for any more of those evil monkeys.
“Hmmm…” Hammah muttered, then focused his Custard Powers on the map, “Aha! Just as I thought…”
The Custard-I flipped open a panel on the mechanical llama and typed in a few buttons, and changing course slightly, headed through the forest still.
Soon enough, the two came upon a large, vine ridden temple in the forest, everything oddly quiet. Dismounting from the mechanical llama, Sama headed in first, gulping and holding up his green Flan Saber, followed by Hammah, who was holding up his yellow Custard saber.
“So you don’t know what this artifact is?” Hammah wondered, as the two pressed in the gloom, lighting the way with their sabers, unknowingly still being followed by Rowen and company.
“No ideaaaAAHHHHH!!!” Sama shouted, falling down steps that had appeared suddenly, saber tumbling out of his hand and flicking off, plunging the Flan-I into darkness.
Hammah, unfortunately, had also not seen the steps, and tumbled down them as well, his saber repeating what Sama’s had done.
Once the two had stopped tumbling, they found themselves in a pitch dark cavern, some eerie sounds coming from all around them…
“Do…do you have a light?” Sama wondered, turning to where he thought Hammah was.
“No…I left my bag by the Mecha Llama…” Hammah muttered, “But I got my other saber…”
Hammah’s red saber flicked on, illuminating some light.
“Oh, right! I got my extra saber too!” Sama grinned, and flicked on his blue saber.
By the light of the sabers, they saw a huge cauldron, and some strange words written on it. Walking forward, they peered at the writing.
“I don’t understand a word of this…” both Sama and Hammah finally announced, shaking their heads.
“Maybe it’s in this thing…” Sama muttered, then focused the Flan into his legs, and jumped up, grabbing the edge of the giant cauldron…
Flames suddenly erupted around the cauldron, and Sama yelped, letting go, but being stopped by Hammah with his Custard powers, focusing and floating Sama away from the flames.
The whole room suddenly lit up, and a small bag could be seen on a pedestal not to far from them.
“Looks like we found it!” Sama grinned, racing forward to take the bag…
“No, it looks like I found it,” a voice grinned, a flash of blue light appearing behind Sama and Hammah, Darth Rowen smirking there, arms crossed over his chest, “Thanks for doing all the work for me.”
“Rowen! I won’t let you get the…the…whatever it is Spoony is having me get!” Sama shouted, wishing the Flan-I leader would have at least told him what he was retrieving.
“Heh, I could honestly care less about what that artifact is…I’m going to take you down…Tony, Lucky, Snap, Crackle, Pop, keep the clone occupied!” Rowen shouted, as the aforementioned L.A.S.O.O.F. Members leapt from the stair way, charging Hammah, who screamed and began to run around.
Rowen vanished with a Chaos Control, appearing behind Sama with a spinning kick.
Sama ducked and rolled, holding his Flan saber in his left hand now, Emerald Lightning glowing in his right.
Rowen grinned and landed, closing his eyes, red energy beginning to appear around him…
“HAH!” Sama shouted, firing the green Flan Lightning, hitting Rowen, but since he was momentarily invincible, it did not hurt him, but threw him up and away, and into the cauldron.
“CHAOS BLAST!” Rowen’s voice from the cauldron shouted, expecting the shatter the cauldron.
It did not, but the cauldron began to shake violently, and a booming sound could be heard in the temple.
The Darth Flan-I quickly warped out of the cauldron, as steaming hot broth began to filled it, vegetables, meats, and various other soup foodstuffs was added to the hot.
The booming grew louder, and a door slid open, a strange figure appearing in it…
“NO SOUP FOR YOU!!!” The Soup Nazi shouted, wielding a large, wooden ladle. At least, it looked like wood.
“What…the Soup Nazi! But, I thought he was dead!” Rowen shouted, eyes wide.
“Yah…didn’t Spoony take you out even before I was a Flan-I?” Sama wondered, the fight momentarily forgotten, “Didn’t he kill you or something?”
“Hah! My soup is delicious! I was able to make some that made sure he couldn’t kill me! No Spoon can defeat Soup!” the Soup Nazi declared, “Now you’ve all trespassed, wishing to eat my soup! Well…NO SOUP FOR YOU!”
“Wait! You’re part of L.A.S.O.O.F.!” Rowen shouted, “You should be working with us to defeat him!” Rowen pointed towards Sama and Hammah, “They’re enemies of L.A.S.O.O.F.!”
“Hmmm…very well then!” the Soup Nazi grinned, and began to advance on Sama…
“Sama!” Hammah shouted, throwing him his other Custard Saber. Sama grabbed it and flicked it on, holding his Flan Saber and Hammah’s Custard Saber up.
“You can not defeat me!” the Soup Nazi stated, “Fear my soup!”
He pointed his ladle towards Sama, and steaming hot soup spilled from it. Sama rotated the sabers, evaporating the soup before it could touch him.
“Don’t forget about me…” Rowen grinned, his hand crackling in an all to familiar move… “Chi…dor…”
“And don’t forget about me!” Hammah shouted, using his Custard Powers to throw Pop at Rowen, then ducked Tony’s claws.
“Pop!” Pop shouted, hitting Rowen and stopping the Chidori attack.
“Gah!” Rowen shouted, then pointed to Hammah, “Get him! He’s weaponless!”
The Soup Nazi lunged at Wonder Sama, who blocked with the sabers in an ‘X’ formation, and pushed back, focusing the Flan on his arms, grinning and throwing the Soup backwards, almost back threw the door…
“Sama!” Hammah shouted again, grinning though. He closed his eyes and focused, and Sama’s fallen green saber and his own fallen yellow saber flew into his hands, and he clicked them on…
“I think he need to push him back through the door so we can seal him away again!” Hammah shouted, “But we might need a key of some sort…”
“Hah! The key to lock me in is in there!” the Soup Nazi laughed, getting up. He pointed towards the large vat of boiling soup, “You can never survive it!”
Sama growled and ran forward, focusing on the Flan some more, flipping up and slamming his foot into the Soup Nazi’s forehead, who uttered a gasp and fell headlong down the stairs from whence he came.
“Now to take care of you guys!” Sama said victoriously, as he and Hammah advanced on the two.
“Heh…let’s see just how well Flan and Custard work together…” Hammah grinned.
Rowen growled, seeing the tables had turned. Hammah had managed to take out all but Tony when Sama was dealing with the Soup Nazi, and the tiger wasn’t looking to good…
“Fine, looks like you win now…But you aren’t going to get away that easily…Chaos…BLAST!” Rowen shouted, turning red and letting loose a shockwave of Chaos Energy.
When it subsided, the temple was shaking badly, threatening to fall down, Rowen and his L.A.S.O.O.F. cronies having disappeared.
“Aww, potatoes! We need to get out of here!” Sama shouted, grabbing the small bag which was suppose to have one of Spoony’s powerful artifacts.
“But what about the Soup Nazi?” Hammah wondered, covering his head with his hands.
“No time!” Sama yelled, and grabbed Hammah’s arm, and focused his Flan, and ran up the steps, followed by his Custard-I clone.
They barely managed to leave the temple when it came shattering down…
“Well, guess we don’t need to worry about a key then!” Hammah grinned nervously, “I guess you better get back.”
“Yup…But why don’t you come? Kimi might not like it, but you did help me back there…” Sama shrugged.
Hammah grinned brightly, and nodded, “Sure! Let’s just hope the decor…” The clone stopped, eyes widening, then just grinning, and the two rode the mechanical llama to teh K Tower, where Sama was given a surprise birthday party…
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It was much later in the day, the festivities had winded down, and Spoony’s face suddenly appeared on the TV in L.A.S.O.O.F., an annoyed looking Rowen standing in front of it.
“Alright, I did what you wanted,” Rowen said pointedly, “I kept Sama distracted long enough for you guys to get everything ready. Now you need to hold up your end of the bargain.”
“Fine, fine,” Spoony muttered, “You’ll get that artifact then…”
A flash of Flan lightning, and the very same bag that Sama had taken from the temple appeared by Rowen.
“Excellent…” Rowen grinned, and opened the bag. His yes widened, and he held up what was in the bag, screaming in fury…
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“Hey Spoony…” Sama wondered, as the party was over, “What was that artifact anyways?”
“Oh, nothing special,” Spoony grinned, “Just an old spoon of mine I planted as a decoy for the real artifact. The Soup Nazi doesn’t even realize he’s guarding it!”
Sama’s eyes widened, “What?! You mean that mission was just to keep me away?!”
“Calm down!” Spoony said quickly, “I didn’t know the Soup Nazi would appear! I thought I had him sealed away good and tight…”
Sama fumed silently, then shrugged, and decided to have each different kind of way you could prepare a potato…
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NO SOUP FOR YOU!
Happy Birthday GS. Cojo and I hope you like it!
GoldenSama - May 18, 2007 02:07 AM (GMT)
XD
A WIN! :D
I loved it. ^_______^
No Soup For You! XD
A WIN! :D
I loved it. ^_______^
No Soup For You! XD
AGodofIrony - May 18, 2007 03:29 AM (GMT)
Glad you liked GS! Again, Happy Belated Birthday!