"Wee-tah-kah-loo-loo..."
Howard was too young to catch the
Furby craze in 1999, but he sure knows about them from Youtube videos of them being used in prank calls. What he didn't realize was that the off-switch was either impossible to find or non-existent. So it was with mild curiosity and, as is turns out, crushing naivete that he picked it up
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He recognized the other teen as someone who'd yelled at him before but considering the amount of people who got into arguments with Hana that didn't seem like too much of a defining feature to him. He doesn't even think he ever caught the guys name during their little spat either.
Oh well, no time for that now, there's some sort of possessed fuzzball in the room.
"What is that thing doing here?"
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"U-nye-noh-lah. U-nye-noh-lah. For my pleasure, cherry blossom," the clearly possessed Furby burbles. Its beak is now half-missing, making every word all the more upsetting. Its remaining eye rolls around in its head.
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He took some steps closer to get a better look, pulling a face of disgusted horror as the broken mechanics continued to move.
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The Furby chooses this moment to let out a high-pitched shriek.
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"What is wrong with that thing?!"
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The Furby accompanies that remark with a cackle.
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"Hit on...?" Hana's brain stopped functioning for a moment, brain refusing to process that comment, only to be kicked into gear again by that cackle.
"Right, this thing needs to die. Now."
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"Dance! Dance!" Furby says, its ears moving in some approximation of rhythm, before shrieking again.
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"Wait, isn't this thing electric? Maybe there's some way we can fry it?"
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"But, you know, I think I know someone here who has these lightening powers. Would that work? From what I remember she like wrecking stuff."
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