The Porch chapter 2

[Yvonne Belisle]

The little mouse upon finding bordom at the porch wisked them all off to a new one. Our tale was to long people couldn't read all of it in one sitting!!! We must begin anew. With this said she set the buffet table with lots of goodies. The spam monsters are now trained said she they will guard the food from contaminents for they need no sleep and they do not blink. Cake and pie for all she declaired and let the games begin..........:D

[loopy]

The enticing aroma of the baked goods and the promise of lemonade and good fun were enough to lure this little beetle to the porch. :D Is there any room left for me?

[Yvonne Belisle]

This is a virtual porch with room for all! So the little mouse brought over a plate piled so high with goodies the beetle fell in.....all that could now be seen was a plate on a comfy couch/chair thingy...................................:D

[loopy]

The beetle loved being surrounded by so many delicious foods. Her only fear was that someone would accidentally squash her. She chomped through some frosted donuts, Coco Puffs, and fruit-filled pastries, then took a swim in an invigorating fruit punch/lemonade mixture. Ahh...paradise.

[Mairwen]

Little grey-blue catfey takes a plate, a knifeforkspoon wrapped in a napkin, and looks around the buffet. Spying the beetle in the lemonade, she gingerly lifts him out and sets him on the table. 8O Patting him on the head, she says, "Wouldn't want to drink you ner nuthin, little fella!", and continues to browse all the wonderful confections, beasts, fowl, veggies and drinks.

[loopy]

The beetle is grateful to the little grey-blue catfey, but the beetle is a gal, not a "him." :D :D :embarrassedlaugh: Tis ok--tis hard to tell with a beetle. :D ::fastens pink bow in between antennae::

[muse]

Perhaps that should be your new avatar.

[loopy]

::shrug:: Okie dokie. :D :D Thanks. :)

[EasternPriest]

...sneaks up behind the little mouse and puts a large handful of cake down the ample front of her blouse.......:D:D:D:D

[loopy]

:: giggles at the smush-ed cake ::

[Mairwen]

*Well crud* thinks I, looking down at the floor where my plate landed, food down of course! I dropped it because I was laughing at the mouse. :( Instant Karma strikes again, I guess. *sigh*

[random]

may a raven's shadow join the party, fashionably late of course?

[Yvonne Belisle]

The little mouse upon recieving her cake in this manner stepped off to clean herself off and plan her revenge.........She sneaks into Tempest69's stash of hidden goodies and pulls out the mother of all rubberbands............a purple kangaroo hops over pulling one of the largest waterballoons in the world out of it's pouch and helps the little mouse pull back the balloon. While Eastern Priest is checking out all the goodies on the table the balloon smacks him upside the head:eek: drenching him with warm water...................he turns to see who did it but by the time he gets the water out of his eyes the little mouse is sitting quietly next to Mol on a comfy couch/chair thingy. :p

[Mairwen]

*calls over* Hey Raven! C'mon over! All are welcome here! Grab some food, some lemonade (watch out for the beetle, though; she likes to swim in it, see?), and cop a squat with me on one of the comfy couch/chair thingies. :D :D :D

*returns to the buffet line again, hoping ot get it right this time*:eek:

[Mairwen]

the little mouse is sitting quietly next to Mol on a comfy couch/chair thingy. :p

Hey! No using The God for cover!
*tweeeeeeet!* (blows whistle!) "Loss of down! 10 yard penalty!"


*goes back to scooping food and thinks, "Or is that 10 yard punalty? I always get that confused." :confused:*

[random]

<finds a large carnival pretzel and cheese> Thank you. <wonders over to the comfy chairs and watches the baloon fight>

[Mairwen]

Originally posted by random


:rolleyes: Sits down beside you. We look like small children sitting in chairs designed for Giants! :eek: I poke your side with my elbow and say, "Kinda like watching a train wreck, huh?"

[random]

<chomps on her pretzel> Naw, that has a little bit more screeching involved.

<dips the pretzel in cheese and eats some more>

Giant chairs are oh so comfy.

[muse]

Can anyone play?

[Mairwen]

*waves to muse!* Sure! Come join us! (scoot over, raven!)

[random]

<smirks imenslely and hops up off her comfy chair. She wonders over to the buffet (avoid the balloons) to find some Dr. Pepper. Lost in all the food she returns to a new chair with some carmel popcorn>

[muse]

So the Shadow woman drifts to the designated seat with a big bowl of popcorn and watches the show.

[Mairwen]

Notes that Raven wandered off and left some cheese on her plate ~ mmmmmmmmm ... cheddar! :D

[random]

Can we get soem tunes goin'?

<gets out her stereo>

Any requests?

[Yvonne Belisle]

Play the 80's !!!! During the sudden silence the stereo in the house begins to play..........I wanna blow up doll for Christmas I want a girl with vinyl flesh.......Naillosotarrain leave my stereo alone shouts the little mouse grinning madly.........:D

[Mairwen]

Ponders the trio we'd make ~ a catfey, a mouse, a raven .... Or a quartet if Shadow joined in, too .... ~

PorchStep Quartet, anyone? :rolleyes:

[loopy]

ooh. Play Madonna. :D wanders off singing "Get into the groove, boy you've got to prove..."

Offers everyone a piece of cinnamon toast in apology for her singing.

[tempest69]

The rocker, having been taught to fly by Balthazar, the Goblin, hovered over the new porch....and, finding no real excitement, returns to the happy, happy dance...to return sometime when things get interesting......................

[Mairwen]

wanders off singing "Get into the groove, boy you've got to prove..."

Nudges Shadow ... Isn't that cute? A raven singing Madonna? Excellent toast though, I must say!

[random]

<wonders around>

Hmmm.. I dont remember singing Madonna??????

[Tanna]

"catfey with an english accent? how cute!"

*roots through a pocket floating in the air in front of her; people begin to hear a variety of sounds*

"...gorilla? now why aren't you in the jungle sub-pocket? off you go! ...here, Sporky, Sporky, Sporky! here, Sporky! c'mon, girl, where're you hiding? in kitchenware or odds 'n' ends?"

*up out of the pocket wriggles the amazing, indestructible, oh so useful, incredible spork!*

"what do you mean, 'at the beach'? didn't i tell you we had an appointment on the fifth at the mousey's feast/gathering? you hurry up and take your bath so you can get out here or i won't let you poink anybody!"


*evil grin* and so it begins... heh heh heh

[loopy]

Originally posted by random
<wonders around>

Hmmm.. I dont remember singing Madonna??????

Hee... I think the catfey wandered across one too many cups of spiked punch... ;)

[random]

ah, yes. The raven understands. It can happen sometimes.

<wonders where everyone's at>

[Mairwen]

8O :p 8O :p 8O :p wot wot wot?!

[Yvonne Belisle]

The little mouse finding herself bored tapped the button for the fountain under the porch.........Naillosotarrain who was peacefully haveing lasagna finds himself sitting on a fountain of water 4 feet above his chair and no one knew the mouse caused it.

[random]

<finds her ultra mega squirt gun not remembering the numbers, fills it>

ooo yea!

[Yvonne Belisle]

The little mouse checked the remote control water guidence system she installed on the porch.........finding all in good working order the roof sprung a strange leak over Tanna's comfy couch/chair thingy...................and the mouse quickly ran for a towel grining evily.

[Mairwen]

Catfey goes back to the buffet. Starving to death for some reason. Or maybe it's because the food, coffee and lemonade here are so good! :eek:

[Tanna]

*the good and faithful Sporky, having just hopped out of it's shower in the pocket, saw a little mouse woman play with a small device in her hands/paws, and was immediately afterwards drenched yet again.

deciding that the nonsensical things the mouse had done must have been responsible, (because even the mouse had better things to do than poke at small objects in her hand,) Sporky dawned a plurple, (yes, plurple, not purkle: there is a distinct difference!) cape and flew through the air to the feasting table.

diving right in, s/he gathered all of the least desirable items up onto a plate. Such things as baby spam creatures, (who are even more unsanitary than their elders,) vanilla anchovies, (sorry, they were out of chocolate,) crumbled pork rinds, pickled eggs, (don't know whose fault thsoe were, but 'tain't mine!) and, accidentally, one pink-bowed beetle.

after mixing all of this into a nice big bowl, (during which process the gloooorp-schploooorp sounds drowned out all cries from the poor, unfortunate little beetle,) s/he began diving in and catapaulting the disgusting contents at the mouse lady.

and, oops! there went the beetle!*

[Yvonne Belisle]

The food and poor abused beetle struck the clear plastic screen the mouse was hiding behind.....the mouse upon spotting Loopy sliding down the plastic pulled the poor stunned beetle in to safty and sent her with a towel and some special soap for the smell to her shower. Figuring that Loopy could use it she set a tray outside the bathroom with hot cocoa and some chocolate brownies. While Loopy was recovering from this abuse the little mouse set loose the land shark to chase Tanna about the yard. Much too late did Tanna notice the fence extending over the yard preventing her escape............also chasing Tanna are strange mutated flying spam monsters in Jigglypuff costumes.................:D

[Elaine]

*DO DO DO DO DO DO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*

and in walks Elaine, late, but here never-the-less!!
I was still on the other porch wondering where everyone went....you go to the bathroom and everyone deserts ya!!! I was wondering if everyone was coming back...so I decided to wait awhile.....when I finally realized everyones comfy couch/chair thingy's were gone, I knew something was up!!!

got any more of those big cheesy pretzels left???? I'm hungry:)

[Yvonne Belisle]

Sure grab one and pull up a comfy chouch/chair thingy and see how fast Tanna can run/fly. I think they are taking bets on how soon she will get away from the critters.

[Elaine]

I wouldn't want to bet on something like that....those critters can be pretty fast....especially on that cheese sauce that was left on the seat....that cheese is like speed to those little critters....be careful Tanna!!!

[Mairwen]

Catfey jumps around sprinkling everyone with catfaerie dust!!

[loopy]

The newly-refreshed beetle (thanks to the mouse's thoughtful care) needs some chocolate chip muffins to get her energy back up. She grabs a few, and proceeds to throw them in all directions! She splatters plenty of unsuspecting citizens and rubs her antennae together evilly.

[Mairwen]

Nummy! chocolate muffin crums are the perfect complement to confetti and glitter!

[random]

<backs away from the majority. Places her squirt gun on a table. The raven's shadow finds her book, sitting down in an oh so comfy chair thinggy. Slirping some Dr. P, she dives into _Servant of the Bones_ by Anne Rice>

[Tanna]

"it wasn't me, i tell you! it wasn't me!"

*realizing what horrible trouble s/he had gotten mumsie into, Sporky gathers the last remaining glob of yuck, sneaks right up behind mousey and plops her one butt good. (:Dcan you hear the obnoxious laughter? "bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha... butt good, get it?!":D)

turning from this horrific scene, Sporky once more dawns the plurple cape and is off to poink the spam critters into surrender.*

"Sporky the magnificent to the rescue!"

*after about a dozen poinkings, a spam creature is simply not structurally sound enough to continue its activities without stopping for some therapeutic kneading. all spammies cease the chase and go off in search of potters and cooks.*

"whew!"

[Yvonne Belisle]

The little mouse upon cleaning herself up yet again dons a large raincoat and hat and boots.........grinning evily she locates the fire hose and procedes to turn Tanna into a very wet woman :) She then releases 4 more land sharks to the one chasing Tanna and sits to enjoy the show as Tanna tries to run on mud and is wearing more of it than seems possible. A net pops up and in it's steel threads captures spork a strange beam of light envelopes the spork as it rises into a waiting ship.