Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
“He sounds a bit melancholy,” said Red.
“Well he is a little,” replied Serpent.
“Any reason?” asked Red.
“It all started that day he attacked a laundrette,” said Serpent. “He ate 3 barrels of colouring for clothes in the attack.”
“Oh dear,” said Red.
“Mmmhmm” mused Serpent. “From that day on it was like he’d dyed a little inside.”
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“They creep me out,” shuddered Fuen.
“Tell me about it,” said Yuffie.
“Do you know what makes them worse?” asked Fuen. “They used to be bankers.”
“Wait” paused Yuffie, “the spiders used to be bankers?”
“Oh yes,” replied Fuen.
“Why did they leave the banking profession and become spiders?” asked Yuffie.
“Not sure,” said Fuen, “I think they lost interest.”
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“Calm down, Spider!” yelled Fuen.
“No!” shouted Spider. “Wargglegarble!”
“Please don’t trash another city,” pleaded Fuen.
“That mayor shoved a packet of cuppa soup in my mouth!” screeched Spider.
“That’s what set you off?” asked Fuen. “All this over a cuppa soup?”
“Heck yeah!” snorted Spider, while ripping the top of a building off. “Nobody treats me like a mug!”
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“It’s not on,” said Lizard.
“I know,” replied Yuffie.
“I should not be terrorised by Shadow grabbing my feet everywhere I go,” stamped Lizard.
“I understand,” said Yuffie, “and I will speak to him.”
“It hasn’t been the same since we got addicted to Twitter,” stropped Lizard.
“Twitter addiction?” asked Yuffie, “I’m afraid I don’t follow you.”
Lizard groaned.
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“Wasn’t the best of weeks,” said Hill.
“Doesn’t sound it,” replied Clouds.
“You know she took my Bob Marley vinyl collection,” grumbled Hill.
“The fiend,” replied Clouds.
“And she took my Sky TV box,” mumbled Hill.
“Well that’s just wrong!” exclaimed Clouds.
“I know,” burbled Hill. “No woman, no Sky.”
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“Good grief! It was loud,” said Spectre.
“What set him off?” asked Fuen.
“He was trying to bring about the apocalypse,” said Yuffie.
“Wossa apocalypse?” asked Hydra.
“You don’t know what an apocalypse is?” asked Yuffie with a raised eyebrow.
Hydra looked between the assembled and a little surprised little fears.
“No, I don’t know what apocalypse means,” said Hydra, “and it’s not like it’s the end of the world or anything.”
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“When he climbed up the side,” cried Lighthouse Keeper, “I felt the walls shake.”
“You must have been terrified,” said Fuen.
“He got to the top and stuffed the lamp with things until no light escaped,” whimpered Lighthouse Keeper. “Then he just left.”
“What sort of stuff?” asked Yuffie.
“Mostly cheese, bottles of milk and pots of cream,” muttered Lighthouse Keeper.
“How dairy!” said Yuffie.
Fuen groaned.
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“Not convinced,” said Sprite.
“Well there’s evidence to suggest she’d been up to something for a while,” replied Spectre.
“I know,” said Sprite, “But Yuffie and Fuen? Heads of a drug smuggling ring?”
“It is only marijuana,” said Spectre.
“Yeah,” said Sprite, “weed know.”
Fuen groaned from behind a rock.
The chase continued.
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“That sounds awful,” said Yuffie.
“It was pretty bad,” said Spectre.
“How long were you there for?” asked Yuffie.
“3 days,” said Spectre. “I went to sleep twice and woke up still griping the rock.”
“So what happened?” asked Yuffie. “Did you let go and fall or did you climb up?”
“As it goes,” said Spectre, “a clown saw me, thought I looked stuck, climbed to the top and helped me up.”
“Oh!” said Yuffie. “That was a nice jester.”
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“Strictly speaking,” said Spectre, “it wasn’t Cloud’s fault.”
“He had the scalpel,” said Fuen.
“Yes, but Grouse had agreed to the brain transplant,” pointed out Spectre.
“So what happened then?” asked Fuen.
“He changed his mind,” said Spectre.
Fuen winced.
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Little Fears 