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DanDan: What's with the angry look Fem? You want me to eat someone?

Fem: Why yes actually I...*looks at Viq's terrified face*...no...no I don't DanDan.

DanDan: Good, cos I'm full!!

*stunned looks from all in the room*

DanDan: JUST KIDDING!! :wink:
 

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Father: *walks up the stairs* We should pray that Christy stays occupied fighting off a magic invasion till we can get the hoover out on that mud...dy stuff...

Ron: Alternitivly, we could find a way to help her.

Father: Cleaning poo off her stair carpet isn't helping?

Ron: Good thinking. Mind if I use your shower?

Father: Go ahead. And I have a shower-cap if *catches Ron's look* But you won't be needed that.
 

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DanDan: *to self* Are they walking upstairs?? Uh-oh, did I leave my skateboard on the stairs last time I was over..?
 

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Ron: Look, about before...I wanted to say sorry for- *steps on skateboard and is sent tumbling downwards*

Father: *smug* Oh, thank you for the appology, but there really is no need...*steps on a banana skin and flies downwards*
 

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*hears screams, yelps and 13 thuds as Father and Ron bounce down every step*

Oh good, I think they're OK. Come on Fem, let's get home. PeaPea's probably fallen asleep on the ironing board by now, and she won't wake herself up now will she?
 

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Father/Ron: *tangled together at the bottom of the stairs* Would you...no, you first...stop...arg!!!
 

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All is quiet is the tower, but there is furtive whispering in the corner.
“Are you sure this is the right tower?”
“Of course.” There is an uncomfortable silence. “Okay—I think so. The note was very vague.”
“So is Headmistress.”
A shrug of acknowledgement.
“Are we sure about the time?”
“Yes.”
“Oh. Is she usually late?”
“Oh, no.” Another uncomfortable silence. “Well, actually yes. Usually. But she’s reliable.”
A slow 30 seconds pass.
“Any chance this could be a trap?”
“What? Oh—oh no. Of course not. That is, um—“
There was a loud POP, a plethora of smoke and the distinct smell of brimstone. For a moment, a tall figure imposing figure appears in the smoke, four eyes gleaming eerily. After a moment of suspenseful silence, in which no breathing can be heard, a great deal of coughing encompasses the room. As the smoke clears, the tall imposing figure with four eyes is revealed to be, instead, the rather stout figure of Headmistress Featheringill with Toady perched in mortal terror on her head beneath the hat.
“Oh, for sweet pity’s sake—get down, Toady. You’re making a spectacle of yourself.”
“This from a woman who had to travel by stink-stone because she’s used up all her travel passes on Transport Interdimensional,” Toady muttered disgustedly. Shakily, he manages to disengage from his mistress and hop to the floor. Adam and Izzy are staring uncertainly at Headmistress Feathergill, who smiles a benevolent smile at them.
“Sorry to be so late,” she murmured. “We—“ She casts a stern eye at Toady. “We had a few transportation difficulties, so we’ll just move right along. I assume you got my note, yes?” Without waiting for a reply, she is moving toward the door. “Now—I’m in hopes that Christy has also received my note. I need her ingredients to enchant our weapons, and I won’t say no to potions help. I always was a disaster in the cauldron. Sad to say, we’re in for a bit of a nasty fight, but I’ve never know a U-mun yet that won’t squeal at the smell of brimstone.” She casts Toady a reproachful look and sniffs at him. “Two bats with one stone, and all that. Ready, um, gentlemen?” She charges out the door, with Toady and the two bewildered would-be warriors at her heels.
 

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(OOC: Yey! Also, Izzy and Count are one at the moment but that doesn't really matter. I always love when the Headmiss makes an appearence! It's like a guest star on a sitcom.)

*in the Moppet house, the two father's have gotten cleaned up*

Ron: I have a bad feeling, Mop.

Moppet: It just hit me.

Ron: The bad feeling?

Moppet: No, that rake I stepped on in the garden going to fetch Jana from the shed.

Ron: Aaaah. Look, I have a bad feeling.

Moppet: *slow look* So di I.
 

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Disbelievingly? Now what would make you think that Headmistress? Anyway... *Uses rings to summon Christy who has all the ingredients and charms we need to the new hiding place.

Nope, can't stay in that tower any longer... Those red guards are starting to swarm the stronghold searching for those husbands of hers... Honestly, some people are just meant to muck about...
Oh, please hexcuse me Headmistress... May I offer my services? We might be able to travel quicker that way.
*Bows down so Headmistress and Toadie can ride bareback, motioning Christy in werecat form to follow swiftly speeding behind. Mmm, if you don't mind, I'll take over potion duties during the fight, think I have the better mind for it. But we need a place to settle to prepare everything before charging in blind into the thick of our U-Mun enemies.

*All fly/run off through the corridors attempting to reach the safety of the potions lab where our stocks will be replenished, one last stop before plunging headfirst into the main and final battle with the U-Mun hordes.
 

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*Jack, Don Cannoli and Mrs. Jones sit quietly wherever they are*

Don: What? I'm not sittin' quietly! I don't even know where I am! I don't have laryngitus! I'm gonna keep talkin' until someone makes me stop!
Mrs. Jones: *whacks Don upside the head* Quiet!
Don: Yes Luella...
 
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