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Invaders from the Great Beyond-Part One.

It's just a regular day in the appliance repair store-turned secret base for the heroic Trio of Breguet, Rigger and Charmer. After doing some routine patrolling, tune-ups on the machinery, it becomes 2:30, a time for a quick lunch. As Rigger makes a sammich, Breguet lights up for his after-lunch smoke, and Charmer has some lovely tea, A CROSS-DIMENSIONAL PORTAL RIPS THEIR TABLE IN TWAIN!
A large cloud of white smoke shrouds two silhouettes from the Trio, as they ready an attack on the pair of foreign invaders. As the smoke cleared, one of the two was wearing a large novelty hat and the other held in his hands a giant pencil.
A few nano-seconds pass, and the Hatted One coughs rather loudly and then mumbles something to the One with the Pencil, who quietly says "Hello." The Trio jump at his speech, shocked at the way they sound and look. As the dust and smoke settled, the Pair looked as though they were from illustrations of children's books, being more colourful than a regular human and looking somewhat sketched on the outside. "pleasedon'tshootuspleasedon'tshootuspleasedon'tshootus" said the Hatted One frantically.
"Chill, Hatso." said the Pencil Wielding One. "They can't hurt us"
"Are you sure?"
"Then why'd you say that?"
"So they would think they couldn't hurt us."
"But they can!"
"Yeah, because you made me tell you!"
"Well why didn't you just lie to me, Artie?"
"Because...shut up, that's why."
"ENOUGH!" Shouted Charmer, who was quite pissed, to say the least. He spoke the certain way he does when he wishes to use his Power of Persuasion, and calmly stated "You will tell us who you are, what you are doing here and then you will leave, and never come back."
The Pencil-Wielding One, whose name was Artie was unaffected by Charmer said "I wish we could tell you what we're doing here, but we aren't leaving. My name is Artie, and my over-reacting chum here is Hatso Dashery."
"Hey." said Hatso, nervously.
Rigger, who was ready with his Zapper-Fingers since the pair poofed into the room looked strangely at Hatso, who did the same. "Artie" he whispered, "who does Robot-Arm look like to you?"
"You." Artie replied after taking a glance at the two of them over and over.
"Holy crabcakes." said both Rigger and Hatso, and at the same time, too.

After a few hours of explaining that somehow the pair of adventurers had been reality-hopping, and that their reality was bursting at the seams, so Artie drew up a some zippers to contain it, and then they got stuck outside of their reality, so Artie drew a door, and how they had been hopping through the multiple realities, and that the reality they are from looks like a giant Storybook and their magical abilities. So after tedious and pedantic explanation, as Artie was prone to do, Only Artie and Charmer understood what was going on. "So, anything you draw comes to life?" said Breguet.
"Anything I draw or Write." Replied Artie.
"And you. Yer thing is hats?" asked Rigger, still entranced at how alike he looked to Hatso.
"Yeah, every hat I own is stored in my hatbox." said Hatso, who pulled out a box big enough for one hat, put his novelty fuzzy hat he was wearing in it, shut it and then asked for a profession. "Racecar driver" said Breguet. Hatso looked at the box, said "Racecar driver" to it, and pulled out a racing helmet. Then, he put it on, and the couch he sat on turned into a car. After he took the helmet off, he put it back, and the couch reverted to its former state.
Needless to say, the room fell silent, save Artie chuckling softly. "He's great at parties." he said.
"Okayokayokay, but one thing," said Rigger, still confused. "that box can only fit one hat. How many do you own? And how did you do that?" Hatso then said "Well, to be honest, I've lost count at ten-thousand-'n-six. I figure there are at least a kajillion hats in there. And yes, kajillion is a number. Also, I have a portal into my own dimension where all of my hats are. I call it the Hth dimension." The room was silent like before, except for Artie, who was still lightly chuckling.
Artie, who walked into the kitchen to fix some drinks,noticed the table was split in twain from their unannounced entry. He then shouted "Do you guys want this table fixed, or do you want a new one?" No response. So, Artie took out a pad of paper and drew a new table for them and set the pad down on the floor. He then hit the drawing with his foot. After a puff of smoke and a poof of magic, the broken table was on the sheet of paper and a new one was in its place. Artie then erased the broken table and put his pad of paper away.

"Well, we haven't been 'ported to another reality yet, so I guess we'll be stayin' he for a while." said Hatso "It wouldn't be a burden to you to let us crash here, would you? All of the realities are coded, and if we were to get the number of ours, Artie could draw up a door and we'd be outta your hair."
So the heroes agreed to let them stay for a bit.





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