Nighty and Fann Journey to NovemberFest

[Professor Fann]

Yoh-ness. The evil and insane Dr Fann intends to plague the ZV with the latest works after all that ZV character bios in the RPG thread. Enjoy the insanity twinsanity, I hope. I tried.


Entry 1: Meeting Up

One fine day in November in the planet ZV, in the grand Bloodline University in Gouha State, a middle-aged man of lecturer was writing complicated math equations on the blackboard.

“So if you add X here over to the exponential factor of 56, you’d get the complete differentiation of that other equation and 37.5 billion will be the answer. That’s the answer to how to solve this energy riddle using the Shawn’s law. Everyone get it?” “Yes, sir …” Scribble scribble.

Meet that lightly-bearded and moustached Professor Fann, an insane smart guy who enjoys indulging himself in stuff most regular kids hate – math, science and politics. “Good. Now before we end the class, I’m going to have one of you do the last problem about Harghum’s law. Umm …” Fann mumbled on his chin. “You! JayWhy! Come down here!”

The planet is a unified world entity, divided into thousands of states managed by Mayors after the last 50-year war. That was all ten years ago, largely in an unfortunate thanks to the insane smart guy Professor Fann, who was responsible for drawing up literally the entire ZV map.

“What!? Why me!?” Other students glared at him up the theater hall. “Why me this, why me that … come out here you wuss! I’ve been keeping my eye on you since the last semester! You’re a bad baaaaaad boy for nearly flunking all your subjects! How do you expect to become a great scholar if you can’t even answer a simple question like Harghum’s law!?”

Other students booed at JayWhy. “But I don’t want to be a great scholar! I want to be a surfboard maker! Surf on the waves and enjoy the winds!” Fann got angry. “Shut up! How can you even make a nice surfboard if you can’t even know how to sharpen a piece of wood!?”

The school bell rang and everyone was relieved. “You’re lucky for escaping this one, JayWhy! I’m giving you double homework in your Sherman’s textbook! All 32 questions in Page 877! Pass up to me by next week or I’m going to spank you with this rod I have right here!!”

“Boo!” “You’re mean, Proff!!” “Give JayWhy a break!” “If you want more homework yourselves, why don’t you just say so, you students!?” Everyone quickly closed their mouth shut in response to such a threat. “Ahem! I’m going to eat my aspirins to calm my brain down!”

Fann popped up a white bottle and swallowed a red pill. “Ah … I feel much better. The rest of you … do problems number 560 to 572 and hand it in two days’ time. Have a good day!” The students moaned in protest and got up from their seats. The clock struck three o’five.

In the university cafeteria, some lecturers have gathered for tea break. “Boy … the school needs more budget.” “Shouldn’t we beg Fann again for more funding from the central government?” “Yeah … I just hate his insanity.” “Oh look, here he comes.”

That middle-aged man carried a giant box of papers and other stuff in them. “Alright! I want my meatloaf sandwich!” A fellow lecturer Albero sighed. “Right … I got it. Here’s your daily meatloaf. We need you to solve some problems here, about the university funding …”

Albero, the second real friend that loner and insane guy Fann had, was a friend from the old days in war. He was the only one who understood Fann in and out, and knows the story of how Fann became insane as he is now. If anyone else knew, the whole planet would literally be destroyed by volcano magma and attacking dragoons from the depths of HECK.

“Yeah yeah. I’d get to it soon, and you’d get the reply back in three day’s time. This research … about molecular genetics is cramping my schedule out. Alright, what more problems else do you have for me to deal with?” All teachers sat down on their chairs and began talking.

Meanwhile, somewhere else in Gouha State, a young man who graduated from Bloodline University was playing video games in front of a large screen TV. “Crap you, you beastie squid! Take this and that! Aha I got you!” That man pressed on the square button of the YS4 console.

His pirate character slashed deep into the squid’s mouth and the squid exploded into gooey red slimy bits. “Yes! I won! I won!” The game then displayed the right sequence of endings. “Mr Nighty! Well done! You finished that epic game within 3 hours!”

Several suited men entered the white chamber and applauded that purple-haired young man. “Yeah, sure … I’m a professional gamer. I do it for a living, even if I did graduate with a degree in business 3 years ago … so, basically, you have a good plot, very long playtime I would expect from a normal person who plays this game, the graphics is good … but …”

Nighty, as stated, is a professional gamer for the planet’s video game industry, among the highest ranks of all the gamers. He earns a lot of money playing video games for the creators as a professional critic, but his schedule is mostly of laze and free time. “But … what?”

“Yeah … modify that nasty pirate talk a little. And what is up with pirates collecting carrots and bunnies to earn new lifes!? Shouldn’t it be coins or swords or even skulls!?” Nighty scoffed at them as they panicked. “Ah … yes … our game designers wanted to try something different …”

“That stinks! Go with the conventional! Or else this game wouldn’t earn big profits in the market of 3.5 billion people! That’s all my comments for the game! Where’s my paycheck!? I want my hundred thousand ZV kupos!” Nighty went out of the chamber, leaving behind panicking men.

“Sigh … and there’s dinner for tonight … I have to go back to the apartment … and talk to Fann.” Nighty collected his check from the EE Inc clerk outside the gaming chamber and rushed to his car. “I have to meet with Zac for now … later we can go and party all night long.”

Maybe I should repeat again. Yeah, Nighty and Fann shall an apartment somewhere in the capital of Gouha State. Tale is that somewhere 5 years ago, Fann decided that he would share his apartment with someone else since he had bad luck finding a lady companion, and the first person to call and snatch that spot was Nighty, a student who had no place to stay after moving out from the tiny village areas. Better still, he got his own room for free.

“The students hate me, Albero. I just want them to learn and work even better.” Fann sighed on the cafeteria table. “Word is from the University central leadership that they want to raise the university standards and I know most of them are going to fail the tough papers I saw …”

Albero tried to calm him down. “Just … take it easy. I believe they can do it … you’re just too -” “Carrots!!” Fann grabbed a fork and stabbed five slices in one shot. “Urgh …” Albero sighed as Fann munched on the carrots. “Just be nicer to the students okay? Exams aren’t until December.”

“It’s a month away, crap you! That’s why I’m pushing them since the semester started!!” Albero nearly fell on his chair. “Urgh … whatever. Right, I’m rather tired so … I’m just going to go home now … anything, just call me.” “I want my beer!! Where the heck is that Hennessio!?”

The clock soon ticked 5 pm. Nighty bade Zac farewell on a random street having nice-looking and built apartments as balloons and confetti poured out from the passenger’s seat. “That party was awesome! Riding chocobos on Zac’s chocobo farm was cool! Oh no!!”

Nighty drove out in his Porschesett car down the quite-quiet roads of the Gouha State capital to the more classy urban areas, where his and Fann’s apartment was located. “Right … time to go and talk to Fann about dinner tonight … oh there you are!”

The middle-aged insane smart guy was occupying an open table close to the area reserved for ZVean tenants to park their cars. “And add this here … no, that’s not right. That would make the space-time continuum rip apart by the gravitational force … oh, and there’s DNA too.”

Nighty sighed. “He’s not listening to me … hey, smart psycho!” “I AM NOT A PSYCHO!! … Oh, Nightness you’re back.” “My name is Nighty, smart guy. Come on … let’s talk about what we’d have for dinner tonight ….” Fann shoved away all his papers and calculators into that cardboard box of his. “Ah, that’s nice. I was getting hungry.”


End to Entry 2.


Tip: Parody of a lot of characters here – myself, JayWhy (=JY), Nighty, the current Zanjitsu (=Albeiro), Zac (=Zrtl), Shawn’s law (=ShaunmanX), YS4 (=PS … something console), Hennessio (=Hennessy), EE (=EA Games), chocobos, Porschesett (=Porsche) … and ZV’s own FF-based currency. Hope you enjoyed it.

[Professor Fann]

And we begin the twinsane journey, the core plot of this snippets randomly typed out by me. Yohhoh-ness to you all. I dunno if this entry is worse than the previous one or better. Judge me.


Entry 2: Journey Starts

Somewhere in the capital of the Gouha State was a large area of wooden residential flats. Down at its parking lot where two familiar people talking to each other to decide what they both would have for dinner. “Alrighty! Let’s get on with it, Nighty! I’m starving!” Fann played with his light beard. “Well, Fann … I was thinking about going to Big Fat Tony’s again.”

“What!? How dare you mention such an atrocity!” Fann rose up on his seat. “Why is it that you Western folk enjoy eating so much food full of fats, oils, carbohydrates, oils and salt!?” Nighty stood up in countenance. “Hey! Our Western food is not so bad, you know! Get a grip!”

“I’d rather eat a burger before I go that far for one of your fattilicious food!” Lightning roared in the Gouha skies. Nighty was slightly frightened. “What was that?” Fann looked around. “What was what?” “That ominous lightning. I heard it from somewhere before … every time you talk.”

“What?” Fann glared at Nighty, clasping his hands on the table. “I don’t hear any lightning. What are you talking about?” Nighty looks around and saw a young fat pudgy boy laughing at them. “Ha hah! Two stupid guys arguing at each other! AH!!” A tin can hit his head.

“Man, that stupid kid bothers me all the time! I’m going to get my rocket launcher and smack that spare layers of fat on his stomach with all that stockpile missiles I’ve been sneaking from the military!!” Nighty leaped onto Fann and held him down. “Are you crazy, Fann!? No random violence!” “WAHH!! Mummy! The old ugly man tried to beat me again!! Weahhh!!”

“Come here you!” Nighty grabbed Fann by his collars and dragged him off. “Oh! My stuff! Whoopsie daisy!” Fann quickly grabbed his cardboard box of papers and whatnot. Nighty pulled the insane professor to the back compound of the flats: a swimming pool area.

“Fann, before you go insane again, need I remind you that it was you who made a mess at Zac’s chocobo farm? Please don’t make more mess!” Nighty slapped his forehead. “Aw, but those chocobos looked so delicious … besides, my research pointed that chocobo meat has less fat and oil than conventional chicken and turkeys. It’s healthy and delicious with gravy!”

“Whatever … come on. Let’s get back to dinner before anyone else disturbs us.” The duo walked around the swimming pool perimeter and sat on a bench nearby. “Right, let’s talk about dinner. I’m suggesting Big Fat Tony’s. And no, don’t go crazy on me again, please.”

“Alright already! … No, I can’t tolerate so much fatty foods. Do you know how much calories those hamburgers and fish have? And that thick layers of fat! No way! We’re going to Madam Wang’s for some chow mein!” “Dude, the old lady got arrested last week for using forbidden additives in her sauced foods.” Fann sulked at Nighty. “Darn! And it tasted so good!”

“What about chocobo meat?” “NO! We agreed that time we’re not going to Zac’s farm and kidnap one of those chocobos again! No matter how healthy they are!” “What’s with you Western people? Why you can’t eat herbs, leaves and healthy stuff for once?”

Nighty slapped himself on his forehead. “Fine, alright. I’d go and eat your healthy stuff … if you promise me tomorrow you’d in turn eat some hamburgers at Big Fat Tony’s.” Fann frowned heavily at Nighty. “Alright! It’s a deal! Me eat Tony tomorrow!” “Awesome!”

“Speaking of which …” Nighty scratched his waist. “Healthy might mean cheap. I mean, I can save up on money for that new car I want to buy and … there’s this hike in oil prices. Seriously, why is it so expensive now!? I thought the planet had a gazillion buhmillion tonnes of barrels of that! I blame Swim Apple Walk for this! Their speculating and stuff!”

“Yeah, I should pass a law to regulate those producers too!” Nighty glared at Fann. “Since when did you ever have power over our planet’s politics?” “Ever since I carved up the map of the world, of course! I have high links to the Grand Council and His Majesty Xeroness!”

“It’s Xero … anyway, so Madam Wang’s closed, and I’ve looked everywhere in the capital before and I found nothing of the sort … where should we go? I’m willing to drive us there … but I have never been out of the large State before! What’d we do!?” Nighty asked anxiously.

“Are you starving for food?” The voice boomed in the air. Nighty and Fann looked at each other. “I guess so.” “Yeah.” “The ZV Grand Council recommends that this month of November, you head down to NovemberFest for the best food and parties in your life!” A grey zeppelin flew out in the air, beaming a live TV screen showing advertisements. “Nov … NovemberFest?”

Fann stared at Nighty. “Yes … NovemberFest!” The TV ad continued. “To commemorate 10 years of peace after the last world war, the ZV Grand Council is holding a grand celebration of the melting pot of various ZVean culture! Everything to your imagination!”

“Free food! Parties! Games and activities! And most importantly free food!” Nighty snapped his fingers. “Free food! Alright, now I can save up more kupos to buy that new car I’ve always wanted!” Fann was speechless. “Eh … what did that advertisement say again?”

“Free food!” The ad said. “Free … was it peanuts? No, I like peanut butter.” “Free food!” The ad said again. “Free … the ad said something. What was it again?” “I SAID FREE FOOD!!” The announcer guy in the TV finally appeared. “Can’t you hear me, you old man!?” A random child and his mother were confused. “Mummy, who was that guy talking to?” “I have no idea…”

“Free … good? No … free food!!” Fann finally hit realization. He turned his head only to find Nighty was staring at him. “That advertisement said ‘free food’ so many times, man. How could you not hear that?” Fann stuck his finger into his ear and dug out something yellow. Gross!

“Eh … ew. Throw that thing away!” Nighty jumped away from the man. “Ew! That’s sick! Where’s our hygiene, grampa!?” The announcer guy shouted in the zeppelin’s TV screen. “Mummy, the man in the air is talking to someone.” “Erhm … no, he isn’t?”

“Hm. I was wondering why I couldn’t hear the word ‘food’ just now.” Fann flicked his finger and the ball of ear goo landed in the dustbin. “Ehm …” Nighty tried to continue. “Right! NovemberFest! That’s not a bad idea! Fann, what’d you? HEY!!”

Nighty glared at Fann who was drooling a little. “That stinks, man! For a professor like you, you shouldn’t be drooling like that!” “The advertisement guy said free food! Now, I get to be vegetarian and eat healthy meat and stuff!” “Erhm … yes. That’s right. Yes! You’re correct!”

Nighty scratched his head. “You know … this sounds almost like a movie I watched the other day. Two guys head out to a hamburger restaurant and they experience the whackiest moments of their lifes.” SMACK. Fann smacked Nighty on his shoulder. “Ow! What was that for!?” “Nah, you’re just dreaming, Nighty. That movie was nothing.” “You made me watch it, you know!”

“Really, I did?” “Sigh … whatever. Come, let’s go. You might want to get into a casual clothes first and wash up before going out. I’d just wait by my car.” The zeppelin ad flew by him and the announcer guy said: “The NovemberFest is located in Tanama State and it starts today, folks!”

“Out of the State … crap, I have to ask for directions then. Roaring lightning, ball of ear goo, a talking announcer guy … seriously, who writes this stuff?” “I’m ready!” Fann shocked Nighty with a glossy white shirt, a black jacket and a blue slacks. “How did you change so fast?”

“Why, with the Change-o-instant I invented last month! It’s not in the market yet, because I didn’t want to release it, in case there are flaws. Come on, let’s go to NovemeberFest!” Fann walked straight to Nighty’s Porschesett and sat in the seat next to the driver’s seat.

“You should get a license …” “I’d ban all cars on the road and force everyone to ride bicycles and trains when I’d do that!” “Right … man, I’d lose 100 ZV kupos more to the recent fuel price hike. I used to pay 60 kupos per liter …” Nighty got into his car and started his engine.

VROOM. “Let’s go and eat some healthy foodstuff!” “Yay, Nighty!” They sped out of the parking lot onto the main streets and rode off. “Mummy, it’s those stupid guys again!” That earlier random kid shouted. “I’D BLAST YOU WITH MAH MISSILES!!” “WAAHH!!”

“You’re scary, you know that, Fann?” “Nope, I do have missiles in my apartment.” Fann waved his hair. “How did you ever sneak those out from the military?” “Um … a certain someone I know in the army let me buy some?” Nighty slapped himself again. “You’re an idiot, Proff.”

End to Entry 3.


Tip: Probably this chapter might not be so good … but what the heck. I’m sure you know my attics – Xeroness, Majehness … and I believe you know who Tony is. Swim Apple Walk – I was going to base it on Apple Market in Legends 1, but I decided on Wall Street and the recent oil price rise. And … that’s all the cameo.

[Nightmare]

oshi--

I forgot to comment on this. =O

Funny stuff. You captured me pretty well actually. XD


Can't wait to see more.

[FDSuprema]

Wow, now I know why they call you FanWriter.

Good Job!!

[Professor Fann]

No, I named myself FanWriter. It was my first series of fanfiction that propelled me, sorta, to stardom in the Megaman world, I think. Anywho, here we are.

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And we begin the twinsane journey, the core plot of this snippets randomly typed out by me. Yohhoh-ness to you all. I hope the last chapter didn’t stink. If it did, I’d try and improve.


Entry 3: Scary Stuff

The duo of the crazy and strange Fann and the more sensible and rational Nighty had started their so-called journey to NovemberFest. Both were riding in Nighty’s expensive luxurious car, down the ruggard roads and such of the Gouha State. “I’m starving so much …” Fann moaned.

“Just relax, Fann. We’d be there in no time. Tanama State … that’s about 2 states away. But if I accelerate, we can be there in 2 or 3 hours.” The haggard man nearly slammed onto his car’s windscreen. “NO! Don’t you dare accelerate! How can you be not aware of the dangers of excessive oil consumption!?” Nighty stared at Fann. “What are you babbling about now?”

“Too much CO Two! High temperatures result! Ice caps melt! Global warming!” Fann said through gritted teeth. Nighty stared back at him. “That is all bullcrap. Come on, you don’t believe that junk, do you?” “I am a scientist, crap you! ZV’s leading scientist! And!”

“WATCH OUT!!” Fann yelled as they nearly crashed into the truck in front of them. “AH!!” Nighty screamed and hit on his brakes hard. SCREECH. “Phew … that was close. Fann, you nearly cost me my car! Don’t distract me again!! I’m the one driving!” Nighty yelled back at him. Fann waved his hair backwards. “I can pay, it’s no problem. I forgot how much money I have in my account already.” Nighty stared blankly at him. “How long has it been that …”

“That I have used my own cash? I dunno. I always pay by credit card.” Suddenly, Fann was knocked on the head by a large loaf of bread. “OW!” “Gah! What’s this!?” That loaf of bread landed on Nighty’s lap. “A loaf of bread? Where’d this come from?”

“GAH hahah!!” Several punks just by the street were laughing at the two of them. “We got an old man too! Let’s throw more loaves of bread!” Inside Fann’s eyes, flames raged fiercely. “Who the heck are you calling an old man!? I’d blast you with MAH MISSILES!!”

“Fann … you said that to a kid just now, so – OH CRAP!!” Nighty became shocked in his driver’s seat as Fann took out a missile launcher from behind his car. “When did you bring those up!? Are you mad!?” Fann smiled evilly. “This is no ordinary missile. It’s a special KSF-406, capable of causing a nuclear meltdown in within a 100-mile radius. I made it myself.”

“How did you ever get access to radioactive material like that!? Don’t be a terrorist, Fann!” The insolent punks laughed on as Nighty reprimanded Fann. “I told you. A special friend of mine in the army let me buy some missiles the other day. Plus I have unlimited access to any nuclear power plant in the world. Just enough to blow the world up. Ku kukukuku.”

“The old man’s toy! Oh, I’m so scared! Bleh!” A punk with pierced ears and nose stuck his tongue out at him. “No, I’ve decided. I’m not going to blow those idiots up.” Nighty was a little surprised on the man’s reaction. “I’m going to … MURDER THEM IN COLD BLOOD!!”

“WHAT!?” Nighty watch Fann place away his missile launcher and took out a large sword and a Chicagoette machine gun from Nighty’s backseat. “KILL!” The crazy man fired his weapons like insanity at the three punks. “AH!!” They screamed, and so do other people around, when live ammunition rained on them and so did real knifes. “This guy’s crazy! Run for your lifes!!”

“Wah hahahah!! Who’s the scaredy-cat now, stinkos!?” “Fann, you’re insane!!” Nighty immediately stepped on the accelerator. “I’m getting out of here!!” “Whoa! Slow down, mah precious horse!” The greenlight shone and Nighty sped just on time. “You nearly hit that car, Nighty! Slow down!” “The damage will not be as bad as what you’d do to me soon, Fann!!”

“Hey!” “Drive properly, will you!?” “Watch it!” Many other drivers yelled at Nighty. “I think you can stop driving crazily now, Nighty!!” “The brakes are faulted!” “What’d you mean the brakes are faulted!?” They were driving on top of a highway above the city when that happened.

“Nighty, this is all your fault!” “MY FAULT!? CRAP YOU!” “Yeah, if you only had listened to my lecture on global warming!” “Global warming is nonsense! It’s a natural phenomenon for the past thousands of years!” “IT’S MY TURN TO SAY CRAP YOU, NIGHTY! CRAP YOOU!!”

Nighty still had his leg on the accelerator. “You’re so lucky there’s no other cars on this highway, Fann! I will kill you for this!!” “It’s not my fault you’re so paranoia over me trying to kill some people!” “That WAS the point, you craphead! You!” “AAARRGGHH!!” The both of them screamed as Nighty’s car was going to crash onto the highway concrete fence.

SCRASH. “We’re … we’re flying!” Fann shouted as the car lopsided on its left and flew over the concrete fence. “Wheee! Look down there, Nighty! The sight of the city below is so woooonderful! Whee heehee heee!” “Will you cut that down!? We might die from this!”

“My seat belt is stuck!” Nighty tried to free himself but he couldn’t do so. “Aw, come on, Nighty! Look, the view is nice … it makes you feel like you can to make a nuclear fallout here …” “Shut up, Fann!!” The car somehow rotated to this anti-clockwise left and the duo were nearly going to lose balance and fall out. “Get out of the car now! GET OUT, FANN!!”

“I got you!” Without thinking twice, Fann opened the door on his side and leaped out, holding onto the bottom of the car, which was now facing the sky and revealing the pipelines under it. “HEY! What about me!?” “Hang on tight, Nightmare!!” The car was finally flying downwards yet upside-down. “AAAAHHH!!” Nighty held onto his seat and his seat belt. “AAAHHH!!”

“Ow! Ow! Those pipelines are hot! Ow, my feet!” Fann squealed as he stood on top of the bottom part of the car. Nighty’s car didn’t stop turning round and round; in fact, the car turned to its left somemore until the car was back up again. That made Fann literally walking around the car itself. “Ah, shoot! Why didn’t I think of it sooner!? Activate emergency parachute!”

He reached to a red button on Nighty’s steering wheel. “Hey, what are you doing now!?” “Saving us all of course!” Fann pressed it and out came parachutes from the back seat. “What!?” “Hold on, Nighty!” A giant parachute fully formed and pulled the car back up in the air.

“We’re going to make it! We’re going to make it!” Fann screamed in delight as the car was now vertically upright. “GWAH!” Nighty held onto his seat; his legs pressing against the dashboard. “I’m not going to die here, man! Especially after I just got a date with a girl I met before … Fann, what did you do to my car!?” He shouted at him. “I toyed with your car last week!!”

“WHAT!?” “I installed emergency parachutes in your car, in case we ever face something like this!” Nighty glared at Fann. “Well, at least we’re saved now … wait about if we were riding your car instead!?” Fann looked into the sky. “I have a car!?” “WHAT!? CRAP YOU, MAN!”

POP. “What was that sound?!” Nighty looked up. “There’s a hole in the parachute! Fann, did you install faulty things in my car!?” “No, I didn’t! The plastic was fine quality, and!” A large bird, the size of two fists held together, flew out of nowhere away from them. “That bird! It must have bitten a hole in my parachute! I’d kill it!” Fann took out his Chicagoette machine gun.

“Now’s not the time, man! Unbuckle me from this stupid seat belt! We’re going to crash on that car below!” They were falling at a great speed towards a blue car with red-white sirens on it. “I’m coming!” Fann took out a pocket knife and cut off the plastic strap of the seat belt.

“Thanks! Whoa, I nearly fell! How far are we to the ground!?” Fann did mental calculations in that twinsane head of his. “300 feet and approaching! We have ten seconds at critical point to jump to safety!” “What are you talking about!?” “On my count! Jump when ready!”

“JUMP!” “What!? Jump already!?” “Just JUMP!!” The duo leaped and crash-landed on the tarred road. “WHOA!!” Nighty’s car crashed onto that blue car’s engine and a fire was ignited. “We have to put it out! Hey, that’s a police car!” Instantly, the cars exploded in a huge flame, shocking that local neighbourhood of lonely small homes. “My car!!” “Nice explosion.”

“This is all your fault, Fann!!” “HEY! Like I said, if you just listened to my proving that the fact that global warming is real, we wouldn’t be in this stupid situation!” A piece of metal dropped right at their shoes. It was the charred bit of a police officer’s medal of honour. “Whoa …”

“Oh dear … this is bad. We have to go explain to the cops … and … oh!!” Nighty saw the initials of M. A. J. and E scribbled on a charred fragment. “Maje? No, it couldn’t be … oh crap, this is bad … if it’s a police officer and it’s him … this is bad!!!” “Eh … who, Nighty?”

“The police officer … it’s Officer Majeh!” Nighty’s eyes trembled in fear. “Majeh? Aw, come on, those rumours about him surely aren’t true.” Fann’s collar was grabbed by an angry Nighty. “Yes they are! And the last thing we want to do is bother him!! He’s the definition of horror!!”

End to Entry 4.


Tip: Stupid jokes on Nighty’s ridicule of global warming, weapons owned by free people in society and craphead stuff. A Chicagoette gun is blunted named after the machine gun, since it was made in Chicago. And now, we incur the wrath of forth-coming His Royal Majehness.

[Professor Fann]

Just a brief notice.

I'd be back with Entry 4 ... pretty much 3 weeks from now. I've been locked up with a lot of last minute work, and they certainly deserve more attention.

But fear not. After Entry 4, I'd post Entry 5 a few days after that. Thanks a lot.

[J.Y.]

I can't believe it. This is actually great. XD

Looking forwards for more after my return at December.

[FDSuprema]

o.o You just don't like triple posting? idiot, you could've just copied your last post, deleted it, go into create new reply, paste the text of the deleted post in there, then added whatever you wanted to say. that's how I always do it XD besides, in topics like this I don't think Triple posting is an issue, since it is considered "Updating"

[Professor Fann]

Erhm ... thanks for the compliment, JY.

It has been more than a monthsince I last promised the update of Entry 4. Well, my reasoning is simple. Though I afford time for the forums, I have no time for the entries, as usually I spend 3 hours in a row to just type one entry - the all-in-one-shot thing. Exams are coming up and with reports and whatnot ...

Well, I am going to have to delay this work of Entry 4 again for an indefinite time, due to me going to study for finals for all my best. Fear not, the duo are still in one heck of a lot of trouble. And this can be considered a bonus for Majeh and Random, since their appearances are postponed again.

[Professor Fann]

Well, after a long hiatus, I finally got the inspiration to write down today's Entry 4! I hope it turned out well - my brain started to not churn out stuff lately. Must have been the stuffies back home. Oh well.

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Entry 4: Teh Majeh

Fann and Nighty were on the journey from the current Gouha State, where they lived, to experience the awesomeness of free food and party which was the NovemberFest, to the Tanama State, where the festival is being held. Due to a series of stupid events, Fann got Nighty’s car crashed into a police car, which presumably belonged to Officer Majeh.

“Oh great … we have to get out of here, Fann! We have to!” Nighty fidgeted, looking around to see anyone. “Relax, there’s no one here except us!” Fann looked at the burning car. “And some deers … deers!? They’re good as chocobos!” Fann took out his Chicagoette gun.

“Let’s kill them for dinner!” “What!? NO! We’re supposed to go to NovemberFest for dinner!” Nighty ran to stop Fann from gunning down passing deers. “How did you salvage that gun anyways!?” Fann smiled. “The same way I salvaged this missile launcher!”

From the strange depths of his pockets, with icky sticky mayo goo spilling out, Fann pulled out the KSF-406 missile launcher from the previous chapter. “Is there no end to your insane stupidity!?” Nighty burst. “Die! Die deers die! Come here and be part of my mayo sandwich delight!” Fann shot his machine gun wildly, triggering massive cries from people on the streets.

“What? Ah, what? Where did all these people come in from!?” Nighty couldn’t believe his ears and eyes. “I dunno! Maybe we missed counting people 5 blocks from where you crashed into Majeh’s car!” “YOU CRASHED THE CAR!!” “I dunno. You were all crazy!”

The deers hopped and jumped quickly, away from the crazy bespectacled guy. “Die! Die! I want mah venison meat, man!” “NO!” Nighty screamed as Fann shot a deer in the neck. “YES! I got it! Now I can cook up some dinner for us!” “Fanny, you’re violating animal rights as we speak! Who in their stupid mind made you the guy to carve this world after the war 10 years ago!?” Nighty couldn’t contain his ghast. “Erhm … His Majesty Xeroness?”

Meanwhile, away from the scene at some apartment block, two police officers were walking and eating their Mubway double cheese and triple chicken sandwiches. “Officers! Help!” A woman by the name of Faily approached them. “What’s the problem, ma’am, aside of all this ruckus?” Officer HaghZac asked. “THOSE TWO FREAKS ARE THE PROBLEM!!”

They looked to their side and just down the street, Fann was shooting wildly in mid air while Nighty was partially covered in the blood that flowed down from the dead deer’s wounds, which he was carrying. “Venison is nice … FANN! STOP THIS!” Nighty shouted.

“FREEZE TMEEH!!” That slightly rotund Officer Majeh thrust out his gun of 6 rounds. “SIRS!” Fann and Nighty stopped running. “You. Are. So. Dead. FANNY!!” Nighty hissed. “Nah, no way … I have good relations with the police force. I created them. I even pay them.”

“Freeze!” Officer HaghZac grabbled down his entire Mubway sandwich and aimed his revolver at the duo. “Grrh … why do you have the moar awesome gun?” Majeh grumbled. “I bought it with my own cash.” The Angry Looking Man grumbled at the officers near by.

“Except those two …” Fann said. “I don’t know these guys … is that one a rookie?” He pointed at HaghZac. Nighty gulped. “Fann … you do NOT mess with the police force.” Nighty suddenly had a change of heart. “But yeah, that should be a rookie. Look at all the tomato sauce on his mouth.”

“FREEZE!!” Officer HaghZac stopped their arguments. “You two are disturbing the peace of this lovely town! Drop those weapon, sir! NAO!” Officer Majeh grumbled. “GrRH! MEH! Yes, what he said.” Nighty’s legs were trembling. “I just want dinner … I hate you so much now, Fann. SO much.”

“Put down the dead deer now!” Majeh shouted. The street was empty of people, surrounded by small buildings and many cars. “You sir are under arrest for animal abuse!” “What!? I didn’t kill the deer, he did! Fann did! Man, and to think he was the one who made those laws banning gun ownership!”

“Silence!!” HaghZac shouted. “You are coming to the station now! Drop the guns and the deer!” Fann’s face lit up. “I just remembered something.” Fann put the gun and missile launcher on Nighty. “Here, hold this.” “What!? Crap you! What are you doing!?” “Eh … I just remembered how to bribe cops.”

Nighty stared at HaghZac, and then Majeh, and then HaghZac and a snail crawling up on his shoes, and a crazy old guy dancing in his shop and back to Majeh again. “Ho crap. It’s him … him! It’s Majeh! We’re so dead! WE’RE SO DEAD!!” “SHUT UP!” Majeh bellowed. “Hey!” Fann was searching through his pockets. “Can you all be quiet, while I’m trying to reach deep down my pants the items to bribez you!?”

“What was that!?” HaghZac aimed his gun at Fann again. “You are also charged for attempting to bribe an officer of the law!” “Where is it … where is it … hey, did you know we could have died if it weren’t for your police car?” Majeh was nerved. “What? Merh?” “Yeah, Nighty and I destroyed your car.”

Nighty hung his head down. “Fann, of all the times you have to act stupid, it’s now …” “WHAT!? You smash CAR!? MAJEH SMAsh JOO!!” Fann continued digging from his pockets. “Here we go. The item best to bribe police officers … the peanut butter bacon pancake lollipop.” Fann took out a lollipop stick, of brown and yellow sugary treat, covered in mayo cream, and faced it at HaghZac. “Is … is that?”

Majeh was nerved. “Officer, these men are guilty of five charges! You SHOULD NOT waver here!” But it would seem that HaghZac was caught in a trance. “I want the lollipop! Gimme! GIMME!!” Fann smiled. “See … works everything … cops are overrated. Peanut butter always gets them.” Nighty sighed.

“At least you know the ropes … but that’s just one cop! What about Majeh?” “SILENCE!!” Majeh clicked on his gun. “I’m ordering you now to stop this!!” Fann suddenly threw the mayo-covered peanut butter bacon lollipop and it stuck on Majeh’s pants. “MUST HAVE LOLLIPOP!!” HaghZac went in a rage.

“NOO!!” Majeh fired his gun in the air, as HaghZac pounced onto him and attempted to rip the lollipop away from his pants. “GIMME!! GIMME MY PRECIOUS!!” Nighty stared at the lollipop on the pants’ kneecap area. “How is that thing … able to stick to that pants … like concrete, Fanny?”

“Ah, that’s the easy part. You see, peanut butter is rather sticky on bread … but the hard part was actually making the peanut butter to mingle harmonious with the bacon flavor.” Fann made his hands wiggle in mid air. Night glared on. “I don’t want to know the further details …” “AAH!!” A ripping sound was heard as HaghZac pulled the lollipop away, with a portion of cotton sticking to it still.

“You guys … are in so much trouble!! GRAAH!!” Majeh stood up and bellowed. Nighty felt as though he was going to be blown away by the wind. “This is bad … Majeh is angry …” “You wrecked mah car! You killed deer! You bribed cop! You disturb peace! … what was the other offence again?” “I dunno.”

Fann shrugged. “TODAY, YOU DIEZ!!” HaghZac ran down to the nearby park and savoured on his favourite lollipop flavor. “Yummies …” Fann and Nighty were left with Majeh alone. “Majeh? This is the rumoured Majeh?” Fann asked. “YES! HE IS!!” Majeh flexed his muscles and cracked his neck.

“Ah, why didn’t you say so?” Fann digged into his pockets again. “I heard … in the police academy bathroom … that Majeh is actually an engineered human being 25 years ago.” “GRAHH!!” “Fanny, this is not the time to be stupid!” “He was to become the ultimate fighting human … but the major flaw of the research was that … he is allergic violently … to … onions.” Fann took out a large brown onion.

Majeh stopped quiet. “Sir … you don’t know what you are doing …” “Let me see … IF WE CAN BRING OUT THE HULK OF MAJEH!!” Fann gallantly threw the onion at Majeh’s face, throwing him off as light as paper. “FANN! What are you doing!?” Majeh collapsed on the road and his body shook tremendously. It swelled and even turned green.

Nighty facepalmed. “Do you realize … what you have just done?” “Quite frankly, yes. I was curious to see if Majeh is in fact a biological product of insanity.” Fann bluntly answered. “And now, Nighty … we run out of here!!” Fann grabbed back his weapons back and thrust them down into the deep depths of his pants. “What about the deer?!” “Bring it along!”

“We’re going to NovemberFest with this supply of venison! I gear you can bribe the upper echelons of the ZV Grand Council with this rare piece of meat – TIME TO GO!!” The green Majeh started to obtain consciousness. The duo ran away hastily. “GWAAAAARRHHH!!!”

Majeh, now in his green form known as Majulk, bellowed the streets – the strong supersonic wavelengths strengthened into great winds that blew off all the cars, crashing into shops and the parks. “AH!” The woman named Faily yelped. “Someone help me! I’m too young to die!” Her calls went unheard. “MAJULK SMASH PUNIEZ!! MAJULK SO ANGRY NAO!!”

“This is all your fault, you freaking FANN!!” Nighty shouted. “Scientific progress in the name of insanity is my motto! Don’t worry! I’ll stop him for you!” The guy turned his missile launcher at Majulk and blasted one away. “GRAH!!” Majulk literally jumped over the missile, even kicking it into a building and caused more destruction. “Fann, you caused more wreckage! Stop the missiles already!”

“But isn’t destruction fun!?” “No, it’s not you craphead! Just run down that alley there, if you want to make it alive!! … or rather, if you don’t want this dead deer gone!” Fann turned sillily silly for the first time. “NUU!! Don’t throw away mah meats! Mercy, overlord!”

“BRAAH!! Puniez be my dinner!!” Majulk grumbled again. Meanwhile, back in the park, Officer HaghZac is still licking away the peanut butter bacon lollipop. “My precious … my precious!” Nighty and Fann ran down for who-knows-how-long, and already arrived in another area part of town. “We’re getting further and further away from Tanama State …”

“Argh! Might as well hide in one of those homes before – ” BLAST. Just a couple blocks down the road, Majulk has rammed down one of the subway tracks and somehow, the local police force arrived with tanks and more reinforcements. It was a total chaos.

“Come on, let’s get out of here before Majeh sees us!” Nighty hissed. Fann’s eye spotted something attractive. “Hey, let’s hide in that inconveniently-brightly-painted pink house with lots of flowers in the garden!” Fann pointed out to Nighty. The guy was stunned. “Uh …”

“What are you waiting for!? Majulk will get us!” “It’s all because of you!!” “Oh whatever!” Fann roughly pulled Nighty hard. “Ah! Hey, the dead deer man! The dead deer!” The duo burst their way through the front gate, wrecking up the wooden fences. “We gotta get in this house before Majeh finds out!” They thus entered the door by the side of the house.

It was a nice home, not too shabby. “It’s quiet …. Too quiet.” Fann looked around. “Urgh, I’m covered in blood!” Nighty dropped the dead deer. “I need to ask the owner of this place for a shower. Hey -” “A SAMMICH!!” Fann shouted, staring at the table. “FANN, QUIET!!”

It was a sandwich of thick bread loafs, bundled with the juiciest steak meat and tomatoes and lettuce anyone has ever seen, decorated with fish sticks as well as octopus tentacles, sushi and barbeque sauce. “I’m … hungry….” Fann reached out for the plate on the table and then suddenly, a blonde woman in gym tracks swatted his hand with a fly swatter.

“OW!!” “Hands off the sammich! I made that for my brother!!” Nighty’s eyes widened. “Uh oh …” “Ow … this lady hit my hand …” The woman turned and saw Nighty. “There’s so much ruckus outside … what’s with all the noise – hey! Nighty! What are you doing here?!”

“Eh … I got covered in blood and now I need a shower so we can proceed to go to NovemberFest for dinner?” The clock struck 8 o’clock. Fann failed to eat the woman’s dinner of a sammich but he did know Nighty was in an awkward situation. “Uh … yes, that’s it/ I’m on my way to dinner and … stuff … Silver you beloved girl of mine.” Silver chuckled.

“Hey, isn’t that beautiful blonde your girlfriend, Nighty?” Fann asked at the guy whose jaws dropped down. “Um … we’re not there yet. We’re just … in a relationship … secretly from Majeh, that is. We don’t want him to find out.”

End to Entry 5.


Tip: A bunch of silly stuff put in there last minute. But should be still fine. Everyone is talked off … next, we should explore the side plot of Nighty’s and Silver’s relationships.

[FDSuprema]

It's pretty good, Fann... Though try and proofread next time, I see plenty of spelling mistakes and typos. =\

[Professor Fann]

I see. Thanks for enjoying the story. The 5th Entry should be coming up soon.

As for the spelling mistakes and typos, I've checked the entry over and there's nothing wrong. That's because they were deliberately typed in there. Like the NAO and PUNIEZ and the NUU. Well, except for this one: "yes, that’s it/", which I agree I slipped my fingers and did not type in fullstop dot.

[Nightmare]

lawl, more Nighty and Fann shenannigans. Good to see you updating it finally. =D

[Professor Fann]

And today, I bring to you an update which, a little, explores this complicated thing in our world ... which is very bad. In a way. But anyway, update time.

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Entry 5: Sweet Escape

Outside was a giant ruckus of the Majeh-turned-Majulk rampaging the town. Rather far away from that havoc was probably a blooming meeting between the game-savvy Nighty and the blonde Silver. “Aum nom nom …” Fann chewed on the dead deer’s neck.

“Hey, you’re ruining the mood here, you know.” Nighty glared at Fann. “Aum nom … yeah, well, you’re covered in blood.” “What!?” Silver jumped in shock. “Blood!? Come! We have to get you to shower!” Silver grabbed Nighty by the shoulders and lifted him over her head.

“AH! Hey! Leggo! Put me down!” “No, no, sweetheart! It’s time for mummeh to scrub his little boy’s bodeh!! Mwahahah!” Silver turned delirious all of a second. Fann chewed off a piece of the deer’s neck. “Mmm … cowabunga. Let’s see who else’s in the house …”

“Leggo of me, Silver! I don’t want you covered in blood!” Silver continued having Nighty over her head and when she arrived at her room, she headbutted onto her bed, meaning that Nighty received the worst blow. “OW!! That … huuuurts …. ” The purple man winced.

Silver laughed like a creepo. “Bath automatic, activate.” She pressed a button on her wall and two large mechanical arms appeared from both ends of her bed, pulling out a sheet of curtain to protect her eyes from whatever is happening behind that sheet. All she knew was that there were lots of shadows, cogwheels moving and Nighty anguishing in … something.

“Gah! Hey! Let me go! Oh, that was nice. OW! Not the toe! Not the toe! I want my mummy! No wait, that feels good. Ow! Watch out for my neck!” One can only imagine what was going on behind that curtain, and Silver witnessing the shadows move in glee. “Heheh.”

“And that’s what I go through every day … to get dressed to.” AWKWARD. Meanwhile, downstairs, the earth quaked a little and the sounds of tanks firing onto Majulk got louder. “Ow, that’s scary. “ Fann walked into the living room and spotted someone else sitting by the couch, watching a documentary on the awesomeness of His Majesty Xeroness.

“Albero!? What are you doing!?” Fann said loudly. “Oh! Hey, what are you doing here!? Don’t … don’t tell me …” Albero’s fist started shaking. “You! You’re after my Silver aren’t you!?” Albero’s eyes glowed red and he reached for the remote control. “Get out of here!”

AWKWARD. Fann suddenly appeared to be the normal, not insane person he was when he was with Nighty all along. “Albero! What are you doing!? How dare you attempt to harm me, the most important man in the planet after His Xeroness!? Stop this madness now!”

“DIEZ! I DON’T WANT MY SILVER TO BE YOURS!!” Albero turned mad and swung the remote everywhere, breaking all of Silver’s fine jewellery and vases. “Gah! That antique vase! How come I don’t have it?!” Fann shouted before running to safety. Meanwhile …

“Geesh …” JayWhy puffed and huffed, and he could have blown down the haystack house down the corner of the road, if Majulk hadn’t made it there first in his rampage. “Homework and more homework … won’t the Proff Fann give me a break already? … why me? Why?”

“DIEZ!” Fann’s hand reached out and grabbed Albero’s throat. “ARGH!” He dropped the remote that instant. “Stop … please … don’t kill me, Fann … I just want my Silver …” Fann raised his eyebrows. “Silver … yours? The heck? She’s my friend’s friend.” “Oh, you don’t understand … how special our relationship is … please let me go … please …”

Upstairs, all of Nighty’s moaning had stopped and when the mechanical arms moved to swipe away that curtain, Silver was most surprised. “Ah! My hero!” Nighty appeared more slim, dressing in a black tuxedo compared to his earlier, wearing those top hats, and that monocle with a string that goes behind the ears. “Jolly good, my dear woman.”

“I feel so jolly good. I feel much freer … more polite … more amazing.” Nighty stretched his arms and grabbed Silver by the arm. “I see you adore my moustache” – wait, how did that get there!? Nighty doesn’t have a moustache! He’s a rugged man! – “lady lady ladeh.”

Silver blushed. “Yes … you turn me on … so handsome man.” “Come, my lady. Let’s go out for a stroll in the park and have bitter crumpet cookies and some Dargeen tea while we praise our awesome relationship.” “I’m loving you even more already! WHHEEEEE!”

Outside in the town, Majulk was soundly defeated by the military by having the giant green creature smell the smell of garlic for 5 long seconds. “Majulk sleepeh … must find little beddy ..” Majulk collapsed on a brick building and hugged its remaining debris like a blankie. “Phew …” Some officers spoke. “good thing we had the garlic in our cars.”

“Whoever’s doing all this has a lot of nerve to poke fun with the police!” A senior member grunted. “Yeah, turning our best officer Majeh to Majulk is the most bannable crime in this planet! Ever since the war ended!” The cops cried out loud. “Let’s get the perpetrator!”

“I know who did all this.” Everyone frowned their mouths and turned to that officer HaghZac, still licking that peanut butter bacon lollipop. “He gave me this lollipop … the only legal thing that can bribe us all …” All the officers hissed at the sight of the lollipop.

“That thing … only one person knows how to bribe us officers with that thing … it’s –“ SCREEH!! “Yahoo!” JayWhy drove on this giant 4-wheel-drive on the road, crushing many of the police cars there. “HEY!!” Majulk snored loudly. He was shrinking back into that tiny man he was. “Surfboards are fun! But they’re no match for this 4-wheel-drive I own!”

“How dare you destroy police property!? Get back here!” JayWhy shamelessly drove on the wild roads, which thankfully, this little town has a decent population and affords empty roads all the time. “Yeah! Let’s get him!” The police chased after the car on foot.

At Silver’s home … “How long have you been seeing Silver again?” Fann and Albero were swinging on Silver’s swings in her backyard. “For 6 years, man … and she’s my woman … in fact, our relationship is so secret … you’re the only person who knows of this secret!”

Albero hissed his tongue at Fann. “In fact … I’ll tell you something else too.” Albero licked his tongue around his mouth and whispered something into Fann’s ear. Later, Fann’s great scream would be covered up by this farmer who was honking on his tractor in a farm.

“HAY! What was that shout for!? It’s natural between me and her!!” Albero was lying on the groumd in fear. Fann seemed angry for seriously real for the first time since the first chapter. “You cannot be possibly!” HONK. “With her! How dare you as a scientist” HONK.

The farmer laughed weirdly as he honked his honk some more. “Ah-hyuk-huh. I heard someone talking something real sensitive in this story … this story ain’t the place for something as serious as” HONK. He chuckled some more. Then, JayWhy’s 4-wheel-drive giant car drove by the farmer, as well as a herd of cops that don’t get tired from running.

“Get back here!” The cops continued chasing JayWhy, who would then somehow stop at Silver’s home. Reason? I dunno. Just making stuff as I go along. Yeehah! “I’m going to see that the academy look into this … affair of yours, Albero! You will pay for such sinzz!”

“NO! I have a job! And a wife! No wait, I’m not married, I’m single … and Silver is the lovebird of mah dreams! Don’t take her away from meh!!” Albero begged on the ground. “… fine. I’m not telling anyone. Under ONE condition!” Fann pointed his pinkie at Albero.

Suddenly, there was a crash just in front of Silver’s home. “What was that!?” Albero got up and ran to the door. “Hey! Get back here!” Fann ran after him. Somehow, the crash triggered a switch in Nighty’s brain. “My deary … let us go to the moon and – BWUH!?”

The brain trigger caused him to magically shine at Silver’s staircase. “Kyah!” Silver accidentally fell down the staircase and knocked her head on a whoopee cushion. The gentleman clothes Nighty wore suddenly warped back into his casual, gamer’s clothes.

“What the … what am I?” Nighty looked around. “Oh yeah … there was that machine … and horrible horrible stuff! I was turned into a gentleman by Silver herself! How could you!?” He jumped down the stairs, causing the ground to quake lightly and picked Nighty up.

“Why, Silver, why?” Nighty looked sober, in fact, close to crying there. “Why did you use me?” Silver dramatically woke up like a drama queen and moaned. “No … that was the perfect Nighty … the perfect Nighty to replace that other man Albe – I mean, you were simply splendid being a gentleman! Why not!?” She sulked. Nighty sighed.

“Silver, it’s not the appearance that counts. You should learn that.” He began to be all drama-like, even dropping Silver back on the floor. “OUCH!” “It’s about choice. Here I am, that casual pro gamer, free and sleek. And then suddenly you made me become someone I’m not. That’s against the principles of democracy and freedom we ZVeans cherish!”

The blonde girl stared at Nighty. “Eh …” “Life is like a cookie. You don’t roll it on your tongue first before biting it, you don’t dip it in milk like those Boreo’s before eating it … heck, we get to choose between them. Not fixedly staying to one style of eating.”

“HEY!!” Fann shouted. “Al! Come back here you!” The duo ran past by Silver and Nighty. “Hey!” Nighty suddenly turned angry and clenched his fist. “Forget cookies! I want fist time!” Silver sighed as Nighty chased after Fann and Albero. “I can’t even find the perfect man I want …” Again, another crash was heard. “What’s going on around here!?”

Outside Silver’s house, JayWhy’s car crashed into Silver’s own car, even when that car was not there in the first place. “My car!!” Silver shrieked. “Yeehah!” JayWhy jumped out of the car and danced around. “Man, that was awesome! Crashing into people’s cars!”

“FREEZE!!” Some 30 cops pointed their guns at Nighty, Fann, Albero and Silver. “No, don’t shoot! I’m innocent! I just came here to visit my woman!” albero crawled on the grass. “Hey!” Silver hissed softly. “Don’t say that here! It’s supposed to be a secret!”

One of the cops spoke first. “Someone here is responsible for turning Majeh the old biological weapon he was for the old enemy nation into Majulk just 30 minutes ago and someone is also responsible for attempting to bribe a police officer … for some reason!” Nighty side-gazed at Fann, who looked away and whistled. “But we do know that that young man here is responsible for crashing into other people’s cars! Come here you!”

“Ackhem.” Fann coughed. “I think there has been a misunderstanding.” GASP! “It’s you! Salute!” All cops saluted at Fann. “It’s the guy who made Xeroness King of ZV!” HaghZac was dumbstruck. “How could you salute that guy!? He’s the troublemaker behind this!”

“Silence you!” Fann pointed at HaghZac. “How dare you attempt to frame me in something I’ve never done before!? Making Majeh go berserk, bribing you with a fickle lollipop!? You’ll think that I would bribe you with something much better actually!” Nighty facepalmed.

“Officers, it is he who caused this ruckus! He wants to create more anarchy like the war again! Arrest him!” “Got you!” “WHAT!? AAAAAH!!” The cops took out wooden sticks and smacked HaghZac on the spot. Fann went to JayWhy. “You, boy! You want today’s homework cancelled?!” JayWhy nodded furiously. “YES YES YES!!” “Good! Gimme your car keys! Run back home as though all this never happened before!” “Yes, sir!”

JayWhy ran away that instant, Fann started the giant truck and rammed to completely destroy Silver’s car, prompting Nighty to push Fann aside and snatch the wheel. “Let’s go back to NovemberFest, come on! I’m so hungry I wish I’ve eaten that dead deer!”

“Albero! I’m watching you!” Fann taunted his last before they sped off at 160 miles per hour. Nighty made a far drive straight before turning at a rendezvous point overlooking a cliff. “AAAH!!” HaghZac was being poked at by sticks. “Stop it, will you!? STOP IT!!!”

Meanwhile, Silver stood up, being embarrassed at the sight of Albero, walked voer to him slowly and pulled his neck. “Time for” HONK. The farmer laughed again. “I told yeas this is sensitive and serious!” The farmer said. Albero nodded hungrily, and the duo walked back into her house. “Let me buy you a car in the morning, my sweet.” Albero said charmingly. “Oh yes! My darling darling sweet! I always knew you weres a better man than Nighty!”

In case you’re wondering, that old lady named Faily found Majeh where he was, sleeping at a rubble of buildings, and gave the nice man a thicker blanket for him to sleep there the whole night … until the angry mob came and drove him back home in the morning.

“Onward to Tanama State!” Fann jumped up and down the seat like a child. “Fann! Stop it! We’re driving your student’s car! We don’t want to damage it just like I – I mean, we did to Majeh’s car!” Nighty made a sharp curve at a suspension bridge towards the rocky roads.

The bright moon glimmered with a psychotic smile. The journey to NovemberFest, the all- time food haven, is not over just yet.


End to Entry 6.


Tip: End of a first arc. I think there should be more to come before our little troublemakers get to go to NovemberFest for a fest of a lifetime! Nothing special here except some fourth wall breaking, the old farmer talking to you people readers and … well, when Albero and Silver were cuddly … you should know … it’s that stuff. No need for words.

[FDSuprema]

XD XD XD

Not bad, Fann. Not bad at all. XD