《Cubits Can't Save You Now (In Progress)》Chapter 8: All Split Up
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Out of the meteor hatched a pile of mysteriously glowing, lime green slime. The human in the white shirt poked it using a stick, hoping to eat the slime.
"Whoo, a space marshmallow!" Exclaimed the white shirt human.
But the slime climbed to the end of the stick that wasn't pointed to the human's mouth.
"Where do you think you're going?" The white shirt human asked the slime.
The white shirt human pointing the other end of the stick towards his mouth, waiting for the slime to drop into his mouth. Kraw peeked through the top of the fence, only to find that the white shirt human was clearly about to eat something hazardous.
"STO-O-OP!" Shouted Kraw.
Kraw used his stretchy arms to knock down the fence and he was about to run towards the white shirt human to stop him from eating the slime, but he stopped as soon as the group of four humans saw him and screamed (excluding the boy with the spiky hair and the white shirt human.) causing Kraw to scream as well.
"Cool, a deadly killer alien!" Exclaimed the spiky-haired boy.
"Mmm, unprocessed orange crab.." Said the white shirt human, and then he gurggled as he drooled.
"Dad, no!" Shouted the red dress girl.
The camera cuts to Kraw as he face-palmed himself in disappointment.
"I only came here to stop you from eating that goo-o-o!" Kraw told the white shirt human.
"Well, are you gonna talk about it or are you gonna do it?" Teased the white shirt human.
(A/N: This is a reference to "I've Grown A Costume On Your Face" from Treehouse of Horror XVI.)
The white shirt human put the end of the stick into his mouth and sucked the slime off of it, which was now inside his mouth. Afterwards, the human threw away the stick over the fence behind him. Kraw groaned in more disappointment as he saw how dumb this white shirt human was.
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"S-sorry about Homer, he is usually like this." Apologized the long-haired human.
"I'm Marge and this is Bart and Lisa."
"Can I please have some of your laser guns?" Asked Bart.
"No you can't!" Shouted Lisa and Marge.
"Yeah, I don't have laser guns anyway!" Kraw told Bart.
The slime inside Homer's mouth began to attempt to punch through Homer's cheeks, but Homer swallowed the slime and that prevented it from punching through. However, the slime drooped through Homer's nostrils.
"Oh no you don't!" Said Homer.
Homer aggressively sniffed the slime back up his nose, but then the slime leaked out of his ears, his nostrils, and even his mouth.
"How could you eat that goo? You don't know what galaxy it's from!" Said Marge.
"Nag, nag, nag." Mumbled Homer, muffled by all of the slime in his mouth.
Homer attempted to suck all of the slime back into himself, and since that was done, Kraw became more annoyed with Homer.
"Marge, I ate it. It's over." Homer told Marge.
"If I can keep down Arby's, I can keep down that slime."
Meanwhile, Teslo was in a field of bright pastel green grass under a turquoise morning sky. The camera zooms out, only to see P, R, N, and K just hanging out and standing around, doing their thing and relaxing. Suddenly, a feminine screaming around was heard, and then A fell from the sky.
"Ah!" Exclaimed A.
An apple too fell from the sky and fell on top of A, causing her to say "Ah" again which caused P, R, N, and K to snicker.
"I.. I'm not gonna ask." Teslo told himself, scratching the back of his head.
"Sigh, the joke is always on.." Before A could finish her sentence, another apple fell on A.
"..me." Finished A.
"Poor A." Worried P.
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And then P, R, A, N, and K stood up and held hands. Of course, this caused them to make the word "Prank" since it's part of their power and it's activated by Alphablocks holding each other's hands. When the word was made, a bright red clown nose popped onto A.
"Ah.. what's a prank?" A asked herself.
As soon as A asked the question, i suddenly zipped by, a pink mirror in hand.
(A/N: I'm using a lowercase i whenever I'm referring to Alphablock i since I don't want to mix her up with I (as in the "I" I use for POV'S).)
"I know, it's a-" P popped next to i, interrupting her message and taking away her mirror. P then popped back next to A.
"A prank is when you play jokes!" Explained P.
A honked her clown nose and giggled, but then she had came up with an idea. An honestly pretty annoying but also pretty funny idea.
"So I can play jokes on all of you!" Said A.
"But what's the point?" Teslo asked himself.
There was an awkward silence, but then P and R instantly knew what A meant, and they both didn't want to be pranked on.
"Time to pop off." Said P.
Afterwards, P had already popped away and R called for her rope to swing away from the group. However, as soon as this happened, i and K came over and slightly giggled a little bit.
"Wait, where did that rope come from?" Teslo asked himself.
Teslo knew this was a world he had never explored, seen, or heard of before, but he never thought any planet or universe or dimension would be able to have creatures that can summon ropes that hang onto who-knows-what.
"It's tea time!" Exclaimed A, doing a teapot pose.
T then ran over, ready for tea time to start.
"Did someone say 'tea'?" Asked T.
"Sausage-e-es!" Called A.
S flew towards the group and landed on her feet, making Teslo pretty confused.
"Did someone say 'sausages'?" Asked S.
Cut to a close-up of A.
"My nose is red, it's round, it's fun! I can play pranks on everyone!" Exclaimed A, and then she honked her clown nose.
However, A honking her clown nose caused S, T, I, N, and K to make the word "Stink" which also caused stinky socks to scatter all around the place, including on top of i and S.
"I stink, I stink!" Shouted i.
"And I stink, too!" S told i.
"I think I stink much more than you!" i said back.
This caused A to giggle a lot and it also caused i and S to run away from the group, disgusted by the stinky socks.
"Friend? Where R, U?" Asked A.
R swung back to the group using her rope and U ran towards the group.
"Did someone call our names?" Asked R and U.
As Teslo and the audience would've guessed, T, R, U, N, and K made the word "Trunk". A blue elephant appeared out of nowhere and sprayed T, R, U, N, and K with its trunk. Teslo suddenly got interested in the Alphablocks' power to create different things just by holding hands. Teslo cautiously walked towards the Alphablocks, but he stopped once his walk was interrupted by T, R, U, N, and K rhyming after getting wet.
"A largest trunk has got us wet, we are as wet as we can get!" Shouted T, R, U, N, and K.
T, R, U, N, and K then ran off, screaming.
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