Once upon a time there was a genetically altered lab mouse. This mouse had a very pronounced cranium and an obsession for global domination. He rattled his artificially advanced brain day and night, and perhaps that begot his name...the Brain.
The Brain looked from one plan to another. "No, no, no...", the mouse muttered. All of his most recent plans had gaping holes in logic...up was down, left was right, white was black and day was night. That gave him his inspiration.
He looked to his best freind, a genetically advanced...er, make that altered lab mouse named Pinky. Pinky was vainly rubbing a pencil on a peice of bacon, attempting to get one to taste like the other. The Brain knew of Pinky's calling as the Slayer of Those That Walk at Night, but mainly ignored it because-let's face it-vampires aren't all that common. The only place in the world you would be garaunteed one would be Sunnydale, CA.
"Sunnydale.", the Brain pondered. The word struck a note. Then it struck him. He ran to a few books that the human Watcher, a man named 'Giles', had given him. Slowly he realized why he was remembering that town so well, and that his concentration.
"Come Pinky, we must plan for tomorrow night.", the Brain called out. "Gee Brain, what are we gonna do tomorrow night?", Pinky asked. "The one thing we should be doing-trying to save the world!", the Brain answered.
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There is a mouse, a Chosen Mouse-genetically altered to fight the demons, the vampires and take over the world nocturnally. Pinky is the Slayer.
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Angelus looked down at what some humans could call his children. William the Bloody a.k.a. 'Spike' and Druscilla a.k.a. 'Get her away from me, she's freakin' loony!' were laughing maniacally. Druscilla pushed Spike at break neck speed across the factory floor, hopped in his lap, and the two rode his wheel chair for the umpteenth time. Spike's strong arms barely stopped the chair from crashing into the wall each time.
Angelus hopped down from the cat walk. "You two are beginning to get on my nerves.", he said plainly. "And you're beginning to get a bug up your ass.", Spike replied. "Now I can see why you're a loner, you can't get along with anyone you're not controlling. Not that that's a bad thing in and of itself, just around me and Dru."
Angelus scoffed. "I'm going out to get someone to eat.", the vampire stated. "Can you bring back something Hungarian?", Spike called. "And if you should see the Dark Goddess of Praise, tell her the weak shall rise with her poweeeer...", Dru purred. "Uh, right.", Angelus told her.
"Wait a minute mate, I think she might be onto something.", Spike said. Spike gently repositioned Dru so they were looking into each other's eyes. "Can you name this goddes, princess?", he asked softly.
Dru jumped into the middle of the floor. Her skirt flared as she kicked up a leg. "You want to know who has the will...", Druscilla started chanting. "...to take you from the chair with wheels." Angelus smacked his forehead. It was always something with Dru.
"Give me a 'C'!", Dru called out in a cheap immature pose. "What?", Angelus asked her. Dru turned without breacking her pose. "I said to give me a 'C'. You are going to give me a 'C', aren't you Angel?", Dru said menacingly. "C!", Spike called out from behind her.
Dru struck a new pose. "Give me an 'A'!", she called. And in this manner she proceeded to spell out the name. Catherine the Great.
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Pinky and the Brain quickly walked down the halls of Sunnydale High. "We must not only warn the other Slayer, but we have to mount a defense before the beginning of the 'Witches Revenge'.", the Brain told Pinky. The Brain was concentrating too hard on Pinky and not hard enough on where he was going, hence got stepped on by a student.
"Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Snyder.", the boy said. "I'm not Mr. Snyder.", the Brain stated. "Very funny. The big head, the over sized ears, the very small stature, the little sag of a pot belly...", the student started. "I have detention don't I?", he asked. The Brain nodded his head with glaring eyes.
After the student went off, the mice returned to their march to the Library. "I don't know how he could have mistaken you for the principal here.", Pinky said. The Brain nodded. "I mean, I thought we were the only ones that walked around naked all the time.", Pinky continued. The Brain glared at him.
The two mice had arrived at the Library. After squeezing the Brain's big head under the door, the two mice were greeted by the sight of Xander down on one knee in front of Willow, holding out a ring.
"I'm sorry.", Xander pleaded again. "And that ring is supposed to make me forget all about you casting that love spell?", Willow replied. "It has a lot of sentimental value.", Xander complimented the plastic, Cracker Jack box prize. "That's because you took it from me in first grade.", Willow scolded. Xander's eyes searched for something to say. "I'm sorry.", he pleaded again.
"Okay, Xander. I'll forgive you.", Willow said. "Really?", Xander asked. "Yeah. If a rodent comes to the Library needing help to avert the destruction of the world." "Well, Pinky.", the Brain said. "It seems our news won't make everyone completely unhappy."
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