Memories of the Wind.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Adventures of Bubble ep 4.
As Myojo jojo's hands swiftly gained momentum like a steady sledge-hammer going down on a little watermelon, Bubble clasped her hands tightly, closed her eyes and mumbled a little word of prayer.
"Mumble mambo no. 5"
She mumbles when she's nervous or shocked. Haha. ridiculous. A writer's creativity is as limited as his livid imagination.
Well.. Anyway, as she could only fear for the worst; when split seconds seemed like a deadly few hours, Myojo jojo suddenly gave a loud shriek. Bubble thought she was about to fall asleep waiting for Myojo jojo's blow that she almost drooled already. She quickly glanced up to look at Myojo jojo and saw him clenching his hand in great pain, his face grimacing, looking like an absolutely stupid and amusing ancient monkey.
Bubble spotted Walnut on the ground, obviously dropped by Myojo jojo who was in pain for some unknown reason. Not that it mattered to Bubble anymore, she rushed to pick Walnut up and retreated 3 to 4 steps from Myojo jojo and assumed defensive position, wondering if that might be one of Myojo jojo's silly ploys.
It was only then that Bubble realised Myojo jojo's right hand was suffering from a cut. Blood was flowing down from his hairy hands like the great Niagara Falls. Er. sorry. That was disgusting and exaggerating. And stuck on his injured hand was a pokemon card. That must have inflicted the injury. Wow. So cool!!! That is Gambit's (X-men) trademark move.
But caused by who?
The answer is soon clear to Bubble. She felt a tap on her shoulders by a warm, fuzzy little hand. She turned around, and a masked figure came into view. This figure was slightly bigger sized than Bubble, which means the former should be around the same age as 5 year old Bubble.
And the figure spoke.
"Hey, I am from a different town, and I happened to pass by. I do not know what has happened here. But from the look of that monkey there, I know he must be a baddie. When I saw him trying to whack your brain open, I immediately shot out my pokemon card and saved you."
In a little boy's voice. So the figure is a boy.
And he continued.
"I could sense great power within you. But why do you succumb to that disgusting monkey over there?"
By the way, Myojo jojo was still shrieking like mad. Not too evolved, I will suggest.
The mysterious boy in a very serious tone and not waiting for Bubble to reply :" You are a superhero. I know you are. But you know what? A real superhero is one that is able to face his own fears, stand up in the face of adversity and conquer his own heart.
"This is your fight."
The fire returned to Bubble's eyes. She was so stricken with grief just now that she lost all the will-power to fight. But she is fired up once more. And her heart missed a beat with the boy's last words. So cool!! Is this a sign of things in the future? We shall see.
Back to the main story! She advanced in a threatening fashion to the forever shrieking Myojo jojo. As she closed in, you should have seen the frightened look on Myojo jojo's eyes. Scared the daylights out of him.
And he was rightly beaten the daylights out of him. Myojo jojo is now in a real bloody mess. He scattered away slowly, vowing to take revenge. Not before he was given another kick on his red, swollen butt anyway.
Bubble bounced back happily to the mysterious boy who was watching the entire thrashing of Myojo jojo.
Bubble spoke in an appreciative manner. "Whee!!! Thanks for your encouragement!"
Boy replied:"NO problem. See you around. If we do."
And he started to walk off.
Bubble asked in her haste:"Hey hey! What's your name? Tell me at least, please?"
Boy cocked his head in Bubble's direction and replied as if he was thinking aloud.
"Eh.. Call me L... Eh.. Like that seems to be copycat of the movie lo. Don't want. Call me J. Nice rite? By the way, I am also a superhero."
Diaoz.. Not much difference to Bubble. So this J is also a lamer huh.
to be continued.
Author's comments: Everyone needs a superhero. Where is mine?
Haha. I know I can be my own superhero..
"Mumble mambo no. 5"
She mumbles when she's nervous or shocked. Haha. ridiculous. A writer's creativity is as limited as his livid imagination.
Well.. Anyway, as she could only fear for the worst; when split seconds seemed like a deadly few hours, Myojo jojo suddenly gave a loud shriek. Bubble thought she was about to fall asleep waiting for Myojo jojo's blow that she almost drooled already. She quickly glanced up to look at Myojo jojo and saw him clenching his hand in great pain, his face grimacing, looking like an absolutely stupid and amusing ancient monkey.
Bubble spotted Walnut on the ground, obviously dropped by Myojo jojo who was in pain for some unknown reason. Not that it mattered to Bubble anymore, she rushed to pick Walnut up and retreated 3 to 4 steps from Myojo jojo and assumed defensive position, wondering if that might be one of Myojo jojo's silly ploys.
It was only then that Bubble realised Myojo jojo's right hand was suffering from a cut. Blood was flowing down from his hairy hands like the great Niagara Falls. Er. sorry. That was disgusting and exaggerating. And stuck on his injured hand was a pokemon card. That must have inflicted the injury. Wow. So cool!!! That is Gambit's (X-men) trademark move.
But caused by who?
The answer is soon clear to Bubble. She felt a tap on her shoulders by a warm, fuzzy little hand. She turned around, and a masked figure came into view. This figure was slightly bigger sized than Bubble, which means the former should be around the same age as 5 year old Bubble.
And the figure spoke.
"Hey, I am from a different town, and I happened to pass by. I do not know what has happened here. But from the look of that monkey there, I know he must be a baddie. When I saw him trying to whack your brain open, I immediately shot out my pokemon card and saved you."
In a little boy's voice. So the figure is a boy.
And he continued.
"I could sense great power within you. But why do you succumb to that disgusting monkey over there?"
By the way, Myojo jojo was still shrieking like mad. Not too evolved, I will suggest.
The mysterious boy in a very serious tone and not waiting for Bubble to reply :" You are a superhero. I know you are. But you know what? A real superhero is one that is able to face his own fears, stand up in the face of adversity and conquer his own heart.
"This is your fight."
The fire returned to Bubble's eyes. She was so stricken with grief just now that she lost all the will-power to fight. But she is fired up once more. And her heart missed a beat with the boy's last words. So cool!! Is this a sign of things in the future? We shall see.
Back to the main story! She advanced in a threatening fashion to the forever shrieking Myojo jojo. As she closed in, you should have seen the frightened look on Myojo jojo's eyes. Scared the daylights out of him.
And he was rightly beaten the daylights out of him. Myojo jojo is now in a real bloody mess. He scattered away slowly, vowing to take revenge. Not before he was given another kick on his red, swollen butt anyway.
Bubble bounced back happily to the mysterious boy who was watching the entire thrashing of Myojo jojo.
Bubble spoke in an appreciative manner. "Whee!!! Thanks for your encouragement!"
Boy replied:"NO problem. See you around. If we do."
And he started to walk off.
Bubble asked in her haste:"Hey hey! What's your name? Tell me at least, please?"
Boy cocked his head in Bubble's direction and replied as if he was thinking aloud.
"Eh.. Call me L... Eh.. Like that seems to be copycat of the movie lo. Don't want. Call me J. Nice rite? By the way, I am also a superhero."
Diaoz.. Not much difference to Bubble. So this J is also a lamer huh.
to be continued.
Author's comments: Everyone needs a superhero. Where is mine?
Haha. I know I can be my own superhero..
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