Post by Freakke on Dec 13, 2010 13:13:39 GMT -6
Twas the Week Before Christmas And All Through Freakke's House
A Clown was Stirring, There May Have Been a Mouse
The Coffee was Brewed With Little Care
In Hopes a New Mr. Coffee Would Soon be There
While Alice Should have been Snug in Her Bed
She Kept Bugging Freakke for a Story Instead...
--- --- ---
“I thought you said you didn't drink coffee.”
”I don't, but your Aunt and the Old Guy do.”
“Blech.”
”Yeah I know right.”
“So how about that story.”
”Your a persistent bugger aren't you?”
Alice smirked and then the Clown shooed her away.
”Gimme a second. My stomach calls to the remains of the sandwich from my lunch.”
“It's not there. Me and Max had it earlier. Your Dog eats a lot.”
Freakke's eye twitched. The two then made their way to the stairs.
”Only when you feed him a lot. Alright, lets get this story underway. Once Upon a Time...”
“Is it Christmasy?”
”Oh how I loathe you right this moment. Fine a Christmas Story.”
“With lots of stuff going on and....”
”Alright I get it...I think I know just the story.”
They rounded the bend and Freakke flipped a big switch turning off most of the fun house tricks and traps. They then slowly moved to Alice's room and flipped on the lights.
”It was 1940 something. The World was at War for a second time and a madman was the cause of it all. Now, history says that this madman offed himself or was killed in the war or something obscure like that. The truth is that he discovered time travel. Well, he used this to escape the War he caused and travel to the future. That's where he became a Doctor.”
There was a short pause.
“What does this have to do with Christmas?”
”Shh. Of course his name is Dr. Hitler. Using his knowledge, Dr. Hitler traveled time doing all kinds of nutty things. Being a Doctor, being a Hitler, wrestling in indie promotions. Well, one year, he decided to pick up his old World Domination plans and he started by taking over the North Pole.”
“Can I change my mind about the story now?”
”You ate my sandwich....we haven't even begun yet.”
Alice groaned and Freakke continued...
--- Freakke's House One Week before Christmas ---
Upon lamenting the loss of his sandwich, Freakke the Clown found himself watching the news with a bowl of CoCo Puffs to satiate his appetite. The same droll stuff flashed on the screen as did any other night. Economic Crisis, War, Something Horrible about Dr. Hitler taking over the North Pole. The usual stuff. A moment passed before he stood up in shock.
”Wait a Second.....Dr. Hitler? North Pole? Oh God it all makes sense. Oh well.”
He shut the TV off and went to bed and just as the Sugar Plumbs were about to dance in his head, he sat up immediately.
”Wait! I forgot to lock the door...meh.”
Again he laid his head and just as dreams were again ready to fill his head, he sat up again.
”I won't get my PS3!”
Serious face close up.
”Dr. Hitler. Will. Pay.”
The Clown swung his legs over the bed and then made his way to the closet. In moments he donned his wrestling pants and coat. His vans keys in his hands he marched to the door. Still a thought nagged at him.
He needed help.
--- The Home of Adam and Kelly Knite 1am ---
Adam heard the knocking first but didn't get up until the third rapping on the door at the very least. By the time he got to the door, he was ready to punch whoever it was for knocking at 1 ****ing AM. He was slightly more surprised to see Freakke at his door. He opened it and peered at the Clown.
“What do you want? And is it really important enough to wake me up at some unGodly hour like this?”
”Actually I need your help. I saw this thing on the news and it kind of affects everyone.”
“Oh God, what's Leonard doing now?”
”Oh its got nothing to do with Mr. Fox, or nCw for that matter.”
“Then what is it?”
”Well...we kinda need to save Christmas.”
There was a long pause as Adam absorbed this.
”So can I count on your help?”
“Oh sure, let me just go pack a few things, get dressed and such.”
”Really?”
“No.”
Adam then shut the door in Freakke's face. Before he could leave though, he heard yet another knock on the door. He went back and opened it.
“What now?”
”Can I use your toilet?”
--- Angel's House 3am ---
”...And that's my whole plan.”
Angel blinked for a moment before slamming the door in Freakke's face.
--- Brad Kane's Home 5am ---
“Freakke, your crazy. Go home, be normal for a day.”
The door closed and Freakke crossed yet another name off the list.
”Alright whose left...Oh no...if I must I must....crap....”
--- Parts Unknown, The Basement entrance of a House, 7am ---
Freakke knocked on the door at least nine times before he received any sort of answer. A series of grumbles and loud crashes warned of the approaching horror that he had awakened. Given the situation and what was on the line. He could smell the horrid odors that seeped through the door. With a false smile he watched in horror as the door opened slowly.
”Who disturbs the all powerful Hexx at such an early hour?....Oh...its you...”
Freakke sighed. This wasn't going to be a pleasant Christmas...
To Be Continued...
A Clown was Stirring, There May Have Been a Mouse
The Coffee was Brewed With Little Care
In Hopes a New Mr. Coffee Would Soon be There
While Alice Should have been Snug in Her Bed
She Kept Bugging Freakke for a Story Instead...
--- --- ---
“I thought you said you didn't drink coffee.”
”I don't, but your Aunt and the Old Guy do.”
“Blech.”
”Yeah I know right.”
“So how about that story.”
”Your a persistent bugger aren't you?”
Alice smirked and then the Clown shooed her away.
”Gimme a second. My stomach calls to the remains of the sandwich from my lunch.”
“It's not there. Me and Max had it earlier. Your Dog eats a lot.”
Freakke's eye twitched. The two then made their way to the stairs.
”Only when you feed him a lot. Alright, lets get this story underway. Once Upon a Time...”
“Is it Christmasy?”
”Oh how I loathe you right this moment. Fine a Christmas Story.”
“With lots of stuff going on and....”
”Alright I get it...I think I know just the story.”
They rounded the bend and Freakke flipped a big switch turning off most of the fun house tricks and traps. They then slowly moved to Alice's room and flipped on the lights.
”It was 1940 something. The World was at War for a second time and a madman was the cause of it all. Now, history says that this madman offed himself or was killed in the war or something obscure like that. The truth is that he discovered time travel. Well, he used this to escape the War he caused and travel to the future. That's where he became a Doctor.”
There was a short pause.
“What does this have to do with Christmas?”
”Shh. Of course his name is Dr. Hitler. Using his knowledge, Dr. Hitler traveled time doing all kinds of nutty things. Being a Doctor, being a Hitler, wrestling in indie promotions. Well, one year, he decided to pick up his old World Domination plans and he started by taking over the North Pole.”
“Can I change my mind about the story now?”
”You ate my sandwich....we haven't even begun yet.”
Alice groaned and Freakke continued...
--- Freakke's House One Week before Christmas ---
Upon lamenting the loss of his sandwich, Freakke the Clown found himself watching the news with a bowl of CoCo Puffs to satiate his appetite. The same droll stuff flashed on the screen as did any other night. Economic Crisis, War, Something Horrible about Dr. Hitler taking over the North Pole. The usual stuff. A moment passed before he stood up in shock.
”Wait a Second.....Dr. Hitler? North Pole? Oh God it all makes sense. Oh well.”
He shut the TV off and went to bed and just as the Sugar Plumbs were about to dance in his head, he sat up immediately.
”Wait! I forgot to lock the door...meh.”
Again he laid his head and just as dreams were again ready to fill his head, he sat up again.
”I won't get my PS3!”
Serious face close up.
”Dr. Hitler. Will. Pay.”
The Clown swung his legs over the bed and then made his way to the closet. In moments he donned his wrestling pants and coat. His vans keys in his hands he marched to the door. Still a thought nagged at him.
He needed help.
--- The Home of Adam and Kelly Knite 1am ---
Adam heard the knocking first but didn't get up until the third rapping on the door at the very least. By the time he got to the door, he was ready to punch whoever it was for knocking at 1 ****ing AM. He was slightly more surprised to see Freakke at his door. He opened it and peered at the Clown.
“What do you want? And is it really important enough to wake me up at some unGodly hour like this?”
”Actually I need your help. I saw this thing on the news and it kind of affects everyone.”
“Oh God, what's Leonard doing now?”
”Oh its got nothing to do with Mr. Fox, or nCw for that matter.”
“Then what is it?”
”Well...we kinda need to save Christmas.”
There was a long pause as Adam absorbed this.
”So can I count on your help?”
“Oh sure, let me just go pack a few things, get dressed and such.”
”Really?”
“No.”
Adam then shut the door in Freakke's face. Before he could leave though, he heard yet another knock on the door. He went back and opened it.
“What now?”
”Can I use your toilet?”
--- Angel's House 3am ---
”...And that's my whole plan.”
Angel blinked for a moment before slamming the door in Freakke's face.
--- Brad Kane's Home 5am ---
“Freakke, your crazy. Go home, be normal for a day.”
The door closed and Freakke crossed yet another name off the list.
”Alright whose left...Oh no...if I must I must....crap....”
--- Parts Unknown, The Basement entrance of a House, 7am ---
Freakke knocked on the door at least nine times before he received any sort of answer. A series of grumbles and loud crashes warned of the approaching horror that he had awakened. Given the situation and what was on the line. He could smell the horrid odors that seeped through the door. With a false smile he watched in horror as the door opened slowly.
”Who disturbs the all powerful Hexx at such an early hour?....Oh...its you...”
Freakke sighed. This wasn't going to be a pleasant Christmas...
To Be Continued...