Welcome to another Installment of
Wordy on Wednesday
[formerly known as Wordless on Wednesdays but we've got too much to say! MOL]
The Pink Flamingo Saga continues... in Part VI
It all got epically supurr out of control at the end of last weeks episode, Amber fractured her laser sight and we were left ducking and dodging her deadly laser beams, purraying that the streams didn't cross.
For a quick recap on the all happenings thus far, click here:
For a quick recap on the all happenings thus far, click here:
All of a sudden the neon laser beams shot skywards and started to get dangerously close, dancing and pulsating with a life almost of their own.
So what happens if the streams cross?" Smoochie asked again, still completely clueless.
I took in a deep breath before I answered, my tone supurr serious and decidedly sober. "It's bad Smooch, real bad..."
>^.^<
"And ACTION!"
"Amber, fur the love of noms, close your eyes!" I yelled above the crackling laser beams.
"I'm trying!" She cried out desperately rolling over. "Nothings working!"
"This is not good, has anyone got a laser resistant blindfold?" I shouted above the ever increasing electrical hum as the deadly pink lasers started to glow brighter and brighter.
The intense beams faltered, winking out fur a brief second and I thought Amber had managed to close her eyes. But no, the beams shot skywards again in a hot pink blaze and exploded with a sizzling crack in multiple directions like a laser light show, shredding the thick clouds to nothing more than frondy wisps as they danced playfully across the sky.
"I hope the air-force aren't doing any manoeuvres today," I mumbled rather worriedly. "We could be in some supurr scorchio hot water, or a whole heap of double trouble if Amber accidentally shoots at one of their planes!"
"I hope the air-force aren't doing any manoeuvres today," I mumbled rather worriedly. "We could be in some supurr scorchio hot water, or a whole heap of double trouble if Amber accidentally shoots at one of their planes!"
***
Meanwhile in another part of the garden, barely audible above the nightmarish scene unfolding a few feet away, I heard the now 'oh so familiar'
***POOF***
with an added
***DOINK***
"I can't believe it!" Smoochie exclaimed rubbing his eyes to just make doubly sure he wasn't seeing things.
Low and behold, and quite unbelievably the pesky pink menace had escaped being toasted and totally vapourized a few moments before, and he poofed, then doinked, landing right in front of me as luck would have it.
I decided to spring into action, putting the Bitey on that Pesky Pink Varmint instantly, taking the oppurrtunity fur ridding ourselves of this harbinger of doom once and fur all.
After that initial first mouthful, I had to ponder momentarily whether to continue, as he wasn't as delicious or juicy as I thought he'd be, not even after being nearly roasted too, which to be furry honest really peeved me, as I was way past due fur a snack!
I tried again and again, but still that artificial pinkness really didn't agree with my supurr sensitive taste-buds and I had to leap up and lick something that I know is supurr scrumptious just to get that heinous revolting taste off my tongue.
"Yuck!" I spat at the pink evilness. "Mew taste horrid!"
"Can I taste him Basil?" Smoochie asked eagerly. "Just one little lick? Can I? Can I? Can I?"
"Don't do it Smooch, it's just too evilly artificial fur us!" I replied, warning him off.
He looked most furry dejected for a second, then rather relieved when he heard this...
He looked most furry dejected for a second, then rather relieved when he heard this...
"Of course I taste vile, can't you tell I'm full of additives?" The Pink Flamingo answered rather matter of factly. "You don't think this level of pinkness happens naturally do you?"
But before I could answer, Amber let out a rip roaring.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeoooooooooooooooooooooowl!"
And we all turned in total synchronization to see this.
"Jumping jeepers and holy moly, the streams have crossed!" I surprised myself by almost screaming. "Effuryone Run!"
***BOOM!***
The sky rumbled and the air crackled and fizzed with such force we were all thrown effurywhere and pinned to the ground by the initial fallout.
The lights in the sky were so flash-tastic and neon bright that I couldn't look, but then I heard it, and I didn't need to see it, as my heart sank into a pit so deep it was fathomless.
I instantly recognised the awful sound of the sky ripping and tearing apart like giant razor sharp claws were shredding the heavens above us. I shuddered to the furry bottom of my hair follicles as my hackles sprang up in their natural reaction to what I hoped I would neffurr have to encounter again.
"Oh my Goddess Bast, have mercy on us!" I said under my breath.
I instantly recognised the awful sound of the sky ripping and tearing apart like giant razor sharp claws were shredding the heavens above us. I shuddered to the furry bottom of my hair follicles as my hackles sprang up in their natural reaction to what I hoped I would neffurr have to encounter again.
"Oh my Goddess Bast, have mercy on us!" I said under my breath.
'And CUT!'
>^.^<
That's it fur this weeks episode furriends, but not to worry, we'll be back next Wednesday with the next, nearly toppling off your scratchpost with excitement, rip roaring, mew'll neffur believe your eyes episode, and there are even more unanswered questions now... Such as...
How did that pesky pink varmint survive that blast?
[This one again] How come there's more laser beams than a Star Wars movie?
Do laser resistant blindfolds actually exist and would it work?
Were the air-force in the skies above?
OMC The streams have crossed, what happens to Amber now?
The streams have crossed, what does this mean?
How did that pesky pink varmint survive that blast?
[This one again] How come there's more laser beams than a Star Wars movie?
Do laser resistant blindfolds actually exist and would it work?
Were the air-force in the skies above?
OMC The streams have crossed, what happens to Amber now?
The streams have crossed, what does this mean?
What has Basil encountered before, and how bad can it really be?
Are Pink Flamingos really poisonous to cats?
How many episodes are left? [As many as needed to tell the story]
Is this the penultimate one? [evidently not]
etc... purrlease feel free to add your own questions...
Thanks so much fur joining us again, mew know we love your company
Happy Wednesday
Bestest purrs
Basil & Co xox
Are Pink Flamingos really poisonous to cats?
How many episodes are left? [As many as needed to tell the story]
Is this the penultimate one? [evidently not]
etc... purrlease feel free to add your own questions...
Thanks so much fur joining us again, mew know we love your company
Happy Wednesday
Bestest purrs
Basil & Co xox
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