Misreble Inc: The Story

[Leopardstream]

PROLOUGE

Pikachu Walter Sgourakis was your average 9-year-old pikachu. He had a B average in every subject, lied to get on Youtube, and was adopted by Lexi (Lex- E) Sgourakis and Randall Boggs.
Lexi was very different from Randall.
She was a rusty red wolf with unsually bright red eyes and a loving aroma. She was suspious, and had a short, scarred muzzle.
And Randall didn't fall in love with her.
She used a spell.
And that's what Pikachu Walter Sgourakis didn't like about her.
That she was Greek, usual, and dorky.
So one night Pikachu, lying in bed and thinking about how he wanted to escape from odd Lexi and strange Randall, the closet door opened.
Curious, Pikachu climbed out of bed and crept toward it, grabbing his spectacles (that are black) on the way to the closet.
Suddenly a bloody sky blue, furry claw grabbed his right ear as he looked through the crack.
He tried to scream, to shout, to get the bloody claw off of him, but the claws sunk in deeper, and pulled him into the closet.
The closet slammed, and on the other side, James Patrick Sulivan shredded the door, and ran off the boody laugh floor, where a certain CEO broke free from jail and killed nearly all the monster there. James had slashed him across the face and left him unconcuis. The ambulence took everyone away but Sully, who desided to get some company for his long journey to Dreamworld.

Pikachu Walter Sgourakis was f*cking kidnapped.

[TheOnePistol]

Oct 16, 2010 20:16:29 GMT -5 Leopardstream said:

PROLOUGE

Pikachu Walter Sgourakis was your average 9-year-old pikachu. He had a B average in every subject, lied to get on Youtube, and was adopted by Lexi (Lex- E) Sgourakis and Randall Boggs.
Lexi was very different from Randall.
She was a rusty red wolf with unsually bright red eyes and a loving aroma. She was suspious, and had a short, scarred muzzle.
And Randall didn't fall in love with her.
She used a spell.
And that's what Pikachu Walter Sgourakis didn't like about her.
That she was Greek, usual, and dorky.
So one night Pikachu, lying in bed and thinking about how he wanted to escape from odd Lexi and strange Randall, the closet door opened.
Curious, Pikachu climbed out of bed and crept toward it, grabbing his spectacles (that are black) on the way to the closet.
Suddenly a bloody sky blue, furry claw grabbed his right ear as he looked through the crack.
He tried to scream, to shout, to get the bloody claw off of him, but the claws sunk in deeper, and pulled him into the closet.
The closet slammed, and on the other side, James Patrick Sulivan shredded the door, and ran off the boody laugh floor, where a certain CEO broke free from jail and killed nearly all the monster there. James had slashed him across the face and left him unconcuis. The ambulence took everyone away but Sully, who desided to get some company for his long journey to Dreamworld.

Pikachu Walter Sgourakis was f*cking kidnapped.

awesome! ;D

[Leopardstream]

CHAPTER ONE

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and blinked. Sunlight fell into my eyes, forcing me to wake up so early.
I rolled over to see Randall Sgourakis.
His eeys where crossed and his tounge was stinking out.
I laughed at his silly, usaul morning face he gives me and sat up.
"Well, Randall, whadda say we get Pikachu up before Chester,Charlie, and Charter get over here."
Those three boys, all red kirbies and illigal tresspassers into the make bealive world of Risterfudge, came over and stripped Pikachu down to his underwear and burned the clothes. And because we lived out here in the middle of nowhere, no one cared, no one knew, and no one did anything.
Randall pulled himself out of bed. "And your just going to sit and stare at the Radke's place, aren't you?"
Ethan and Morgan Radke where our neighbors. Ethan was the father of the illigal three kirbies, and Morgan was the mother. Morgan was blue, and Ethan was green. I dont know why, but there house was bigger than ours. It's painted a rusty gold with silver shutters and a white door. They had the finest pick up trucks you could ever find and they where green or blue. Everyday Ethan would throw paper airplanes around outside in the backyard with Chester, Charlie, and Charter while Morgan, Randall, and I made words out of my unusal last name.
We turn into 6 and 7 year olds.
Sgourakis is the Greek word for "curly" you say it like srg-AH-kiss. And its annoying how people ask you "Howddah hell do you spell that?!"
I shrugged. "I might."
Randall gave me my purple bathrobe. i gratefully exepted it. "Well, then I'll get Pikachu, and you get breakfeast started."
I kissed him before heading downstairs. I got pancake mix out, and Aunt Jimimah syrip. I swatted at a fly and was halfway across turning on the stove when Randall screamed.

CHAPTER TWO
Randall has found during that scream that Pikachu was missing. I, with my scent glands, scented the room.
"Nothing. Just fear scent." i walked over to the closet and picked a clump of sky blue fur.
"Who's fur is this?" i asked Randall.
Randall gasped and snatched the fur away from me. "What are you doing here Sulivan?! Stealing my son!" he spat. He looked at me. "Gimme a closet and we're getting Pikachu. Sullivan stole him."

[Leopardstream]

CHAPTER THREE
It was near 12:40 p.m, and Ethan was sure that the Sgourakis family was late for the usaul messing around like little kids.
Mopping the sweat off his forhead, he dragged his feet across the buring wooden porch to his wife, Morgan.
"Morgan, can we go to our beach house?" he whined, falling into the porch swing next to her.
Morgan was knitting a black blanket. "No. It's only June, Eth."
He whistled a little of "My angel is a centerfold" to occupy him, waiting for the Sgourakis family to come over.
At 1:00 p.m, Ethan got off the swing and stormed into the house, up to his three sons' room, and opened the door.
The three red kirbies had made more papaer airplanes he had ever seen in his life. Some had little pages ripped out from their useless "Goosebumps" series, and just some wasted scraps of school textbooks they stole from Dreamland.
"Chester, Charlie, and Charter!" he took the airplanes from them. "I want you to come downstairs and help re-orginize some stuff."
"Okay!" they all said, and rushed downstairs.

[Leopardstream]

CHAPTER FOUR
Pikachu opened his eyes, and saw he was lying in a lighthouse bunk.
It was sort of like a hammock, but a warm blanket was over him. The room had round walls with lighthouses, black and blue striped, yellow and red striped, white and green striped, all kinds painted on the walls. Mist floated from a lone window up above. The door was a old, creaky wooden one. Pikachu felt where the claw had grabbed him. He blinked, then climbed out of bed and opended the door.
Spiral stairways with different rooms, and the huge light of the lighthouse he was in was the first thing he saw. He began heading down, but when he headed down he was going up.
Confused, he turned around, hoping to go down. He was going straight this time.
Getting more confused, he turned around yet again and started to run.
He was going up!
Getting so annoyed, he ran back to his room and went to a different door and threw it open.
In this room, it was painted red and had orange boxes in it. a single window gave little light, and a monster was standing over it.
He had sky blue fur with purple poka dots. He was bending over a box.
"Hey you!" he shouted at him, stomping his foot. "Whyda kidnap me?"
The monster turned around. "Call me Sully. And I kidnapped you because I wanted company while I ran away from Monstropolis to Dreamworld. I wanted to go to Dreamworld 'cause of the riches and no stress there. I wanted someone else besides Boo, kid, and I choose a random door and left. And here we are."
Pikachu grunted. "So you left your own place with me to go to a place where there is no stress and the money. Your such an idiot!"

[Leopardstream]

CHAPTER FIVE

When Randall set out to find Sullivan, he had to do some things.
He spent $10,000 on getting unshetable claws in him and spent 2 weeks training for 12 hours at the Risterfudge City Gym. Soon, about 4 weeks after Pikachu was kidnapped, Randall knew alot of things. Before he left, he told the Radkes what was going on.
"Randall! I never knew your son was kidnapped!" Ethan fibbed. Of course he knew. Everyone within 4 miles of Risterfudge's counrty side knew that.
"Yeah, well, I'm going. I'm gonna have to use your sons' closet." Randall sighed, looking at the evil three red kirbies.
Charter grinned. "Why, SURE you can!" he smiled brightly, but everyone knew that Charter was going to pee on him if he stayed, like he did to every house guest.
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Randall slipped out of the closet door, claws out, onto the scare floor. It was abandoned, darkened, more scarier than him himself. He scamperd across the floor, body streached out wide, running at full speed through out the discarded building of horros, where teenagers had spray-painted swear words and such things he could bear seeing on this place where he didn't belong.
By the time he got to the back doors, he whent along the building until he reached a dumpster.
He heard some muffled snoring, and Randall rolled his eyes, dus out a blackbord that bore claw marks, and raked his claws along the blackboard with such force he made three odd looking lines of holes across it.
A sickish-green kind of him threw his head up. His eyes where a evil looking green, and his nostrils where quite large. He had armor on his scales and long, dangly claws that wobbled if he went on without cutting them. His fronds where quite small, and qiverd when he talked. His tail was the odded of all of the evil brother of Randall. His tail had long, taill spikes on it, and could easily knock over a pine tree if he wanted.
On top of it all, he had a speech problem.
"Don't scareths me like that!" Randall's brother huffed. "That like me scareths don't!" he said again, leaping out of the dumpster.
"Samuel, Samuel, Samuel....." Randall shook his head.
"Whatf?" Samuel unsheathed his claws, whitch would fall to a grown man's knees if he where standing over him.
"Cut your damn claws, please."
"Don't wannaf! Don't wannaf!" he screeched, flailing his tail around.
Squinting at Samuel, Randall told him to either cut his claws and come with him to save his son or stay in the dump of Monsters Inc.
"Whatf is this adventureg your talking about?" Samuel asked around sunset. They had set out after five minutes of shortening his claws, and where in the country side.
"My son was kidnapped by Sullivan." Randall murmerd.
"He called me a hobo!" wailed Samuel.
"'Cause you are!" leaping at his oler brother, Randall tickled him until he cried. Then they desides to camp right there for the night.
For the first time in his life, Randall had meet his older brother.