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  • Jane's demands
    • JusSonic
      Posted May 19, 2009 1:51 PM

      At the purple monkeys called the Wickershams' place, the other apes were shouting to a beagle named Yummo in a chant.

      Wickershams: One more! One more! One more!

      The fat one was pushing the last burger inside his mouth with some other burgers before one of the popped out of his nose with the others laughing. Up on the roof, one of the Wickershams used the bananas like binoculars and saw Horton and Swiper with the others following the speck.

      Wickersham 1: I hear someone coming.

      Wickersham 2: Gimme those!

      He took them, noticing them.

      Horton: Hey, wait!

      Wickersham 2: Sound the alarm!

      The first Wickersham pull the smallest Wickersham's tail, making him scream. The other Wickershams heard the alarm just as both Horton and Swiper shoved each Wickersham down.

      Swiper: Excuse me, pardon my stampede.

      Each Wickersham was tossed upward.

      Horton: Sorry, Wickershams, I promise that we're gonna clean this up later!

      Mr. Grumpy: Don't tell them that!

      Mr. Grumpy then felt Mr. Scatterbrain tapping his shoulder while still holding the green eggs and ham.

      Mr. Grumpy: Now what?

      Mr. Scatterbrain: Would you, could you on a tree?

      He then pointed to the Wickershams.

      Mr. Scatterbrain: Would you, could you with a monkey?

      The annoyed man frowned as he shouted.

      Mr. Grumpy: No, I would not, could not on a tree and certainly would not, could not with a monkey!

      Manik: Geez, this is going to get crazy.

      Horton: Also, those are the Wickershams, known to cause mischief!

      Heroes: What!?

      Yummo glanced at them.

      Yummo: Bring the ammo!

      Eugene: (yelps) Oh no!

      The Wickershams got out some bananas, with Yummo using his arm pits with bananas underneath them to fire at the group. They yelped and dodged as they yelped and ran.

      Horton: I love the smell of bananas in the morning!

      Miss Calamity: Watch it!

      Mr. Bump was hit by the banana.

      Mr. Bump: Ow! Good thing they're soft.

      Just then, the Wickershams used some sort of huge catapult with a ball full of bananas.

      Dende: (yelps) Gah, they're going to dump bananas on us!!!

      Yummo: Banana in the hole!

      They fired as it was sent in the air.

      Horton: Come on, guys! We're all mammals!

      Miss Whoops: (notices) Look out!

      They jumped away from the banana ball as the banana and the peels flew everywhere.

      Horton: (in a deep type voice) I feel a diplomatic process that is beginning to break down.

      Rodent: (confused) Huh?

      Conker: He is impersonating someone whose no one gives a damn about anymore, nerd.

      Rodent: Hey!

      Then, he with Swiper and Mr. Bump then stepped on the banana peels, starting to slip.

      Swiper: (notices) There you are!

      The two nearly grabbed the speck, but missed and fell. Quickly, they chased the speck once more, passing the class.

      Horton: Hi, kids.

      The other children grinned, chuckling. The masked fox gasped, noticing the speck heading to the water again.

      Swiper: Oh man!

      Horton stopped near the shore, then grabbed a clover, and finally dove before the speck landed safely on the clover.

      Horton: (gurgling) Wow...

      The others, heading to him, helped the elephant up. Both Horton and Swiper sighed a bit as they came to the other shore area.

      Swiper: There, now you're safe.

      He then looked at the speck with a grin.

      Horton: I know I heard you say something. I just know it. (looks at the speck) Where are you?

      MetalSeadramon: (frowns) You realize you're talking to a speck on a flower, right?

      Puppetmon: Awww, let the elephant and fox have fun. They got better imagination than some people.

      Former Future Bloo: Boring!

      Grievous hits Former Future Bloo in annoyance.

      Grievous: You're an imagination too, Blueretard!

      Former Future Bloo: AHHHHHHHH!

      Some of the clover pieces got on Horton's eye before he rubbed it out. Just then, he noticed Yertle glancing at him.

      Swiper: Huh? Who's that guy?

      Mr. Rude: 20 bucks says he's the imbecile that will be causing more havoc than Mr. Nervous' panic drills.

      Mr. Nervous: Now don't make fun of those! They're safety precautions!

      Sasuke: (glares) May we help you?

      Yertle: So you're the newcomers, I believe. It seems that you may be more trouble than the elephant himself.

      Mr. Grumpy: If you want trouble, try Mr. Stubborn. He keeps saying things that he thinks are right, but isn't.

      Mr. Stubborn: (glares) Don't compare me to Hitler over there!

      Yertle: (annoyed) What did you just call me!?

      Mr. Stubborn: You heard me, Hitler! You act like a Hitler! You look dominant like a Hitler! So you must be a Hitler!

      Yertle: (glares) My name is Yertle and don't compare me to Hitler! I hate that!

      Mr. Bump: You should look at the sites and try saying that to them.

      Horton: So, Yertle, what brings you here?

      Psycho: And if you say 'my feet', I'll chainsaw ya in half!

      Yertle: (pointing) She and I are here because of what you and the others are doing.

      They looked as they noticed Jane frowning.

      Jane: Hmph!

      Boots: Uh oh.

      Both Horton and Swiper, however, continued looking at the speck, much to the two's annoyance.

      Jane: Horton!

      Yertle: Hey, Fox Boy!

      They yelped, backing a bit.

      Horton: Oh, sorry! I...he-he. I just...uh, there was this speck and it called out for help.

      Jane: (amused) The speck called out for help?

      Horton: Well, not the speck, I mean that's ridiculous. He-he-he. Is that what you thought I meant? No, the speck can't call out for help. Come on, get real! He-he-he.

      Swiper: Yeah, that's ridiculous.

      Horton: No, it was the tiny person on that speck that needs my help.

      Most of them only looked uncomfortable with Jane chuckling.

      Jane: Ha-ha-ha! Absurd! (glares) There aren't people that small!

      Horton: Maybe they aren't small...maybe we're big.

      Jane: Horton!

      Dora: Uh, you may not...

      Horton: No, really, think about it. (looks up) What if there were someone way out there, looking down in our world right now, and to them, we're the speck?

      Rudy, meanwhile, was the only one who looked interested.

      Horton: And if someone else would come along and say, "Oh, there can't be people that small" and the first guy would say "Are you calling me a liar?" and the second guy would call out, "If the shoe fits, wear it" and now the fists are flying and first guy picks up a brick, and you might wanna cover the kids' ears for this next part.

      He then made his ears like a hat, pretending to be a figure.

      Horton: All right, boy, you want some of this?

      Jane: (angrily) Horton!

      Horton: What? I wasn't even done yet.

      Jane: There is nothing on that speck!

      Mr. Stubborn: She has a point. How can there be people that small?

      Swiper: Not you too, Mr. Stubborn!

      Horton: But...but I heard.

      Swiper: You know, some foxes have very good hearing ranges like elephants.

      Shirly: And maybe dogs and some other people, I bet.

      Jane: (ignoring) Did you? Really? (chuckles) Oh my. (annoyed) Then how come I don't hear anything?

      Rudy, noticing the clover, picked it up.

      Horton: Well, maybe because you don't have high hearing like dogs, elephants, mongooses, wolves, or foxes do. I mean that kinda does explain something. And no, I don't know why I said that. It's weird.

      Mr. Rude: I'll give you weird. Ho-ho-ho!

      With that, he passed gas, much to everyone's annoyance.

      All: MR. RUDE!

      Mr. Rude: (annoyed) What?

      Jane: If you can't see, hear, or feel (hits them) something, it doesn't exist. And believing in "tiny imaginary people" is just not something we do.

      She glanced at Rudy sniffing the clover before she snatched it.

      Jane: Or tolerate here in the Jungle of Nool!

      Yertle: And don't think you're getting off easy just because you're new around here!

      Swiper: Oh really...because if we really tried, wecould find somebody who believed in-

      Jane: Neither of you will do nothing of the sort! You will not breathe a word of this lie to anyone else, especially the children! I don't want you poisoning the minds with this nonsense!

      Morton the Elephant Bird: Hey, Miss Kangaroo, all right if Rudy come out and play?

      Jane: (annoyed) No! I will have my son be associated with winged freaks!

      Morton and Rudy frowns at that. Jane prepared to head out, but stopped for a moment.

      Jane: (looks back) Our community has standards, Horton. If you want to remain a part of it, I recommend that you follow them up.

      She bit into the clover, smirking a bit.

      Jane: Have a nice day. (to Yertle) Come on, we're leaving.

      She hopped into the water, purposely splashing as the two yelped, covering the clover.

      Lauren: Phew, that was a close one.

      Swiper: All right then, we'll take that under advisement. I certainly appreciate your input.

      Yertle then glanced suspiciously to them.

      Yertle: (to himself) Could they be the ones those other newcomers mentioned?

      As soon as they were gone, Horton tried listening in on the speck.

      Former Future Danny: What are you doing?

      Swiper: Trying to hear, Dan.

      They only heard nothing from it.

      Horton: (to the speck) I don't understand, I know I heard you. It was plain as the nose on my face.

      Marie: Maybe they can't hear you.

      The elephant grinned before realizing.

      Horton: Yeah, that's it!

      Digit: Uh, Horton?

      Horton: Maybe you can't hear me...of course! Your ears must be tiny. I need to speak up!

      Mickey: (yelps) Folks, cover your ears!

      He gasped in some air. Finally, Horton shouted to the speck.

      Horton: HELLOOOOO!

      They covered their ears as Mr. Bump, hearing the noise, yelped and splashed in the water.

      Mr. Bump: (groans) Why me?

      Charles Roberts: Why not?
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