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galuxkitty, here's the Drabble-Matic:
The Miracle Of The Chain Chomp
Sonic hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a multi-leaved clover that blossomed per luck. He loathed it.
Every December, Sonic would feel himself getting all raunchy inside. He refused to put up a Christmas duct tape, he snapped at anyone despicable enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Sonic had to go to the mall to buy a nauseous book. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing forcefully around and so much Christmas music blaring gently, he thought his shoulder would explode.
Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was a drugged man collecting for charity. Sonic never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the drugged man dropped his bells and ran beside the tree. There was a shiny Chain Chomp right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the drugged man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Sonic rushed out and sneakily pushed them both out of the way. There was a evanescent bang and then everything went dark.
When Sonic woke up, he was in an angelic room. There was a Christmas duct tape in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Sonic's chest hurt. A lot.
The drugged man came into the room. "I'm so twitterpated!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Shadow. You saved me from the truck. But your chest is broken."
Sonic hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas duct tape up and his chest was broken, he felt quite wicked, especially when he looked at Shadow.
"Your chest must hurt hastily," Shadow said. "I think this will help." And he kerplunked Sonic several times.
Now Sonic felt very wicked indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Shadow. "I love you," he said, and kissed Shadow cautiously.
"I love you too," said Shadow. Just then, the Chain Chomp ran into the room and nuzzled Sonic's hand. "I brought him home with us," Shadow said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Sonic said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
Sonic and Shadow
by William Shakespeare
Enter Sonic
Shadow appears above at a window
Sonic:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the glass, and Shadow is the Chain Chomp.
Arise, nauseous Chain Chomp, and whip the despicable duct tape.
See, how he leans his chest upon his shoulder!
O, that I were a glove upon that shoulder,
That I might touch that chest!
Shadow:
O Sonic, Sonic! wherefore art thou Sonic?
What's in a name? That which we call a hand
By any other name would smell as drugged
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a multi-leaved clover that blossomed per luck"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove shiny.
Sonic:
Swain, by yonder despicable duct tape I swear
That tips beside the tree the raunchy book--
Shadow:
O, swear not by the duct tape, the twitterpated duct tape,
That sneakily changes in its angelic orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise angelic.
Sweet, evanescent night! A thousand times evanescent night!
Parting is such wicked sorrow,
That I shall say evanescent night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Sonic:
Sleep dwell upon thy chest, peace in thy shoulder!
Would I were sleep and peace, so cautiously to rest!
forcefully will I to my nauseous hand's cell,
Its help to whip, and my drugged hand to tell.
The Dangerous Terror Of The Snow
It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Espio and Vector went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Espio hit Vector in his fingers with a big voluptious iceball. It hurt a lot, but Espio kissed it magically and then it was all better.
Then they decided to make a snow man.
"We'll make a really fluorescent snow man!" Espio said.
"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Vector said. "That would be more distant and politically correct."
"I know," Espio said. "We can make a snow shark. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."
So they rolled the snow up bitterly and made a giggly snow shark. Espio put on an iPod for the head. The shark was almost as big as Vector.
"It looks cranky," Espio said warmly. "But it seems like it's missing something."
"Here," Vector said and held up a pitch-black medicine. "I found this in the bed." He put the medicine onto the shark's head.
It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the shark, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a dolphin twisting any acrobat to shame.
Vector screamed coldly and ran but the snow shark chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow shark sparkled him subtly.
"Nobody does that to my little Cringe-worthy Chocolate," Espio screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow shark through the leg. It fell down and Espio kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
"You saved me!" Vector said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
The medicine lay in the yard until a forever child picked it up and took it home.
A Tomato In Time
On an enraged and groovy morning, Shadow sat from the boat. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His claw ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Omega to love someone with a sleepy foot?
Proudly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a tubular dizzy Coke can, all on a summer's day. I wish my Omega would slam me, in his own solemn way..."
"Do you?" Omega sat down beside Shadow and put his hand on Shadow's eyes. "I think that could be arranged."
Shadow gasped murderously. "But what about my sleepy foot?"
"I like it," Omega said sweetly. "I think it's frightened."
They came together and their kiss was like an impatient beever that needed one last log.
"I love you," Shadow said seductively.
"I love you too," Omega replied and boinked him.
They bought a gorilla, moved in together, and lived romantically ever after.
Yes, I'm aware how wrong some of these are. XDD;; Yes, I'm still wanting to rip throats apart. Yes, I'm still bitter and hungry.
galuxkitty, here's the Drabble-Matic:The Miracle Of The Chain Chomp
Sonic hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a multi-leaved clover that blossomed per luck. He loathed it.
Every December, Sonic would feel himself getting all raunchy inside. He refused to put up a Christmas duct tape, he snapped at anyone despicable enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Sonic had to go to the mall to buy a nauseous book. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing forcefully around and so much Christmas music blaring gently, he thought his shoulder would explode.
Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was a drugged man collecting for charity. Sonic never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the drugged man dropped his bells and ran beside the tree. There was a shiny Chain Chomp right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the drugged man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Sonic rushed out and sneakily pushed them both out of the way. There was a evanescent bang and then everything went dark.
When Sonic woke up, he was in an angelic room. There was a Christmas duct tape in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Sonic's chest hurt. A lot.
The drugged man came into the room. "I'm so twitterpated!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Shadow. You saved me from the truck. But your chest is broken."
Sonic hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas duct tape up and his chest was broken, he felt quite wicked, especially when he looked at Shadow.
"Your chest must hurt hastily," Shadow said. "I think this will help." And he kerplunked Sonic several times.
Now Sonic felt very wicked indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Shadow. "I love you," he said, and kissed Shadow cautiously.
"I love you too," said Shadow. Just then, the Chain Chomp ran into the room and nuzzled Sonic's hand. "I brought him home with us," Shadow said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Sonic said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
Sonic and Shadow
by William Shakespeare
Enter Sonic
Shadow appears above at a window
Sonic:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the glass, and Shadow is the Chain Chomp.
Arise, nauseous Chain Chomp, and whip the despicable duct tape.
See, how he leans his chest upon his shoulder!
O, that I were a glove upon that shoulder,
That I might touch that chest!
Shadow:
O Sonic, Sonic! wherefore art thou Sonic?
What's in a name? That which we call a hand
By any other name would smell as drugged
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a multi-leaved clover that blossomed per luck"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove shiny.
Sonic:
Swain, by yonder despicable duct tape I swear
That tips beside the tree the raunchy book--
Shadow:
O, swear not by the duct tape, the twitterpated duct tape,
That sneakily changes in its angelic orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise angelic.
Sweet, evanescent night! A thousand times evanescent night!
Parting is such wicked sorrow,
That I shall say evanescent night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Sonic:
Sleep dwell upon thy chest, peace in thy shoulder!
Would I were sleep and peace, so cautiously to rest!
forcefully will I to my nauseous hand's cell,
Its help to whip, and my drugged hand to tell.
The Dangerous Terror Of The Snow
It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Espio and Vector went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Espio hit Vector in his fingers with a big voluptious iceball. It hurt a lot, but Espio kissed it magically and then it was all better.
Then they decided to make a snow man.
"We'll make a really fluorescent snow man!" Espio said.
"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Vector said. "That would be more distant and politically correct."
"I know," Espio said. "We can make a snow shark. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."
So they rolled the snow up bitterly and made a giggly snow shark. Espio put on an iPod for the head. The shark was almost as big as Vector.
"It looks cranky," Espio said warmly. "But it seems like it's missing something."
"Here," Vector said and held up a pitch-black medicine. "I found this in the bed." He put the medicine onto the shark's head.
It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the shark, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a dolphin twisting any acrobat to shame.
Vector screamed coldly and ran but the snow shark chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow shark sparkled him subtly.
"Nobody does that to my little Cringe-worthy Chocolate," Espio screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow shark through the leg. It fell down and Espio kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
"You saved me!" Vector said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
The medicine lay in the yard until a forever child picked it up and took it home.
A Tomato In Time
On an enraged and groovy morning, Shadow sat from the boat. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His claw ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Omega to love someone with a sleepy foot?
Proudly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a tubular dizzy Coke can, all on a summer's day. I wish my Omega would slam me, in his own solemn way..."
"Do you?" Omega sat down beside Shadow and put his hand on Shadow's eyes. "I think that could be arranged."
Shadow gasped murderously. "But what about my sleepy foot?"
"I like it," Omega said sweetly. "I think it's frightened."
They came together and their kiss was like an impatient beever that needed one last log.
"I love you," Shadow said seductively.
"I love you too," Omega replied and boinked him.
They bought a gorilla, moved in together, and lived romantically ever after.
Yes, I'm aware how wrong some of these are. XDD;; Yes, I'm still wanting to rip throats apart. Yes, I'm still bitter and hungry.