...Being Continued (By Lady Blah) "Dark Lord of Blah, what did i tell you about the portal?" Lady Blah knew that the Dark Lord had a lot of things on his mind, but this should have been one of them! "Oh well, whatever." She picked up a cat and threw it at her humble servant George. "Meeeeooooow!" "This cat looks like Mulder!" Said George, kissing and squeezing the cat. Lady Blah grabbed the poor cat off her and threw it into the dimensional portal. Anything was better than being squished by George. The Dark Lord looked at Lady Blah. Lady Blah looked at the giant cat. The giant cat slobbered on George. George looked at her man wife. George's man wife looked at Smorky. Smorky looked into the portal. "Ok, I'm tired. Let's just go into the other dimension." Said Lady Blah as she took Smorky in one hand, the Dark Lord in the other and George in the other. "Wheeee!" They all yelled as they flew through a timeless tunnel and flicked their hair. *THUD* They had landed on some strange substance. It smelt of fresh blah, sweeter than any blah they had smelt before. "Fbfguokyoktyhdgbgyujlyjtewsqdfp" Said Smorky. "Yeah, I know, but I don't think they care." Lady Blah was the only one who could understand and control Smorky. No one knew why. It just happened that way. "What did Smorky say?" Asked the Dark Lord. "Oh...just that it's very nice here, unlike in your house. But I like your house...it has...lots of socks." "I see" "Me too" They sat for a while, trying to think. "Let's set fire to something!" Yelled Lady Blah's humble servant George. "Okay!" Lady Blah liked that idea. None of them had seen fire since anything remotely warm had been eradicated somehow in their dimension. The Dark Lord of Blah picked off one of his socks and began to chew. "Mmmthis ismm a mmreallymm mmnice smmock." "...Huh?" The Dark Lord swallowed. "This is a really nice sock." "Oh. Yes, it looked tasty." Lady Blah had always wondered about eating socks. She wondered if the Dark Lord wanted to throw some cats. What would happen if they did swap hobbies? The possibilities were astounding. Then they realised: Where did George's man wife come from in the first place? |
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