DISCO FICLETS

[goose267]

IT IS FINALY HERE!!!

NOT CANON!!!!

R7 slammed his fist down on the table and yelled, “Where is he?! What did you do with him?!”

“Nothing, nothing!! Nothing I swear! I was only hired to drive a truck of goods, I didn’t know what was inside the truck!” The man sitting at the table stammered.

“I don’t believe you.” Seven said in a low voice, so low that if the man hadn’t had the ears of a dog he would have never been able to hear it. Seven leaned in close, eyes glowing with just a hint of red and said, “You’re making me angry, you don’t want to see me angry.”

The man shrank back into his chair, tail curling between his legs and whimpered, “I swear, I had no idea that Zisteau was in the truck!”

“Wolfie I will give you one last chance. We both know that you have the route mesmerized, so why not tell me and save yourself a lot of pain?” Seven asked.

“Because if I tell you anything they will kill Kurt!” Wolfie pleaded.

R7 attempted to say something what I don’t know because he was cut off, when suddenly multicolored lasers started coming from his body, disco music began to play, and he broke out into dance, singing the lyrics to the song with perfect pitch.

Wolfie yelped jumping from his seat. He was going take his chance to attack Seven and escape, but this was his favorite song. So he began howling and dancing to the beat as well.

Somehow everything worked out ok and they all lived happily ever after!

THE END

(And just incase anyone was wondering the song to this part is “You Make Me Feel Like Dancing” by Leo Sayer. Here is a link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iE-Okqna4sQ )

R7 and Clash ran towards the smoking shape in the middle of the room. Clash shocked, mumbling under his breath, “No, no, no. This can’t be happening.”

Seven just walked up to the still form and began to search for signs of life. When he was done, he said with just a hint of sadness in his voice, “She is dead there is nothing we can do.”

Later that evening they held a funeral. Everyone was there to show support for their most beloved member, but none were as sad as Clash and Seven. They all took turns, speaking of all the times they had shared with their fallen comrade, both good and bad. Once they had all shown their respects, it came time to cast her remains into the void.

Clash turned to Seven and said, “Could you please play some music? it just seems to quiet.”

In response Seven began to play a disco song, and the entire group began to sing along. Lulling the hot pocket machine to sleep, as they pushed her gently into the void.

THE END

(And just incase anyone was wondering the song to this part is “Stayin’ Alive” by The Bee Gees. Here is a link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I_izvAbhExY )

Comments

[clashofdemonesense]

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Not the Hot Pocket Machine! Why Goose? Why would you do this!?

[goose267]

I am so sorry

[clashofdemonesense]

*sobs into Seven's shoulder at funeral*

[goose267]

*gives hug*

[r7]

GOOOOOSSSEEEE!

Dat last one though.... I'm actually going to try to get that into the story. because, yes. Well, I'm goign to make it more serious and remove the OOC (I don't have feelings!), but I actually want that in.

Also, props on the void burial. Awesome idea, that is now official.

[goose267]

really!! that is great (i am so so sorry clash)

[clashofdemonesense]

NO! SEVEN, IF YOU TOUCH MY HOT POCKET MACHINE I WILL BLOW A HOLE THROUGH THE CENTER OF YOUR CHEST!!

[goose267]

ok how about a compromise the hot pocket machine dies and then seven gets hot pocket making capabilities

[clashofdemonesense]

It's just not the same...

[r7]

Hey, I'm not the one killing it! Besides, I'll have made it a sister.

[clashofdemonesense]

It's not the same Seven! She was my everything! I was getting ready to propose!

[hidgerknight]

Dangit Goose, now you have to pay two other paychecks for the Disco Lamps you bought for Sev, Clash and Wolfie.

[goose267]

I really didn't think this one through.

[(Anonymous)]

I....Have no freaking idea, what just happened?!?!?!?

-shaziru (<--hey a new anon commenter)

[goose267]

I am not totally sure my self and I wrote the thing! :D

[(Anonymous)]

Yay, a new anon! Welcome to the club, I am vet anon, and also I have no idea what happens as well, good writing any how goose, have a, oh wait the cookie dispenser died... Oh... - vet anon

[(Anonymous)]

Well then, there goes that cookie dispenser, then have a, oh... The hot pocket dispenser..... WHY!!!!!!!!!!!
- vet anon

[lindy14]

LMAO! Poor Hot pocket machine.

[thezombineer]

Ooh. Good funeral. I hope Sev writes that in. Well, he said he was gonna, but I mean I hope he does it well. Then again, this is Sev we're talking about...

Poor Lips. She was too young to die. (That's a name of who we had a funeral for, assuming you took that part from the canon...)

BUT. Who was Lips?? Not saying yet! :D

[goose267]

Thanks!! I think... <3

[thezombineer]

You're welcome. I think :P

[goose267]

:D

[r7]

MUahahahahahahaha!

[thezombineer]

Sev, run diagnostic. Check inhibitor status.

[r7]

Diagnostic complete. Inhibitor status: Slight corruption caused by overrides from Human Emulation program. State "Evil" has been activated.

Inhibitor re-booted. State "Evil" deactivated. Tightening inhibitor lock.