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EPISODE; #10 “The Sprout sense” By Emily When Beansprout woke up, she was in a hospital bed wired up to lots of formidable looking machinery which made *Beep* noises. Her head and face felt about the size of a balloon. With considerable pain she propped herself up enough to look around the room. Yakky was sitting in a chair, with a worried and slightly lost expression. “Yakky?” She whispered hoarsely, trying to sit up. “”Sprout! You’re awake!” he said delightedly, then hurriedly added “Don’t try and sit up! There’s a reason for all the bandages you know.” [Aaaah, the memories…][Sickly really, is what this episode is… but very clever] “What happened?” she said, collapsing back onto the bed. Her whole body felt like painfuly likel lead. “The parcel was a bomb, from my Buffy I guess. It blew up in your face, so I guess you’re lucky to be alive. The car was kind of a write off though... I kind of crashed it into a building.” “Oh my god Yakky? Weren’t you hurt?” “I’m- I’m fine.” He paused as if listening to something inaudible to her. “Look Sprout, I have to go.” Something about his voice seemed very final. He turned to leave, and maybe because Beansprout was ill and therefore highly susceptible to clichés she called after him; “Yakky, wait! Where are you going?” “Don’t worry ‘Sprout. You haven’t seen the last of me yet.” He replied, and with that, he walked out the room. [Yakky has changed so much! Back here he was kind of confident and self-assured, and now he’s all awkward and somehow gives the impression of being a lot younger.][Or maybe we got fed up with the confident self-assured perfect hero type bloke and got more into those wimpy manga heroes…][Shinji Ikari is your idol and you know it.] He’s so weird, thought Beansprout in a vaguely annoyed way, when the sound of running feet interrupted her thinking. Gyps and Lools burst into the room with flowers, chocolates et cetera, followed by a very tall and slightly elfin looking girl with masses of curly red hair. “Sprout, you’re awake!” (For the second time that day) yelled Gyps and Lools, smiling inanely when they realized they couldn’t hug her without causing more damage, and began arranging gifts around the room. Beansprout squinted at the third girl and wondered if she was hallucinating. “Flibbage?” “Flibbage grinned and waved cheerily and whilst leaning over on the pretence of arranging flowers whispered “It’s an enlargement spell. My wings are killing me!” “We went to your house to get your parents, but your dad was out and your mum wasn’t listening, so we brought your cousin. Strange names really run in the family don’t they? Why didn’t you tell us about Flibbage, she’s really nice!” Said Lools in a breathless rush. “Oh. I- must have forgotten.” “Actually,” Said Flibbage, “Its because I’m a supernatural being from another realm, heir to the throne of Faerie as a matter of fact, but no one believes in me.” She looked serious for a second, then laughed in a tinkly way. Lools laughed. Gyps Laughed. Sprout laughed too, as such; “Ahahahahaha-ahem yes. How droll.” Then she attempted to change the subject. “Hey, you know talking of people who are strange, did you see Yakky on the way up Flib? I ran into him earlier today- which is how coincidentally I got into this whole mess.” Flibbage’s face fell. “Umm Beansprout, there’s something you should know.” She took her friends hand. “Hmm?” “Uh- Yakky’s gone, Sprout.” “Yeah he just left. Didn’t you pass him?” “Beansprout, you can’t have seen him. He’s dead, he died in the car crash. They tried to resuscitate him but-“ she broke off, tears welling up in her eyes.."[you'd expect more people to just come out and say 'dead' the first time round. Certainly if they were faeries. "Yakky's snuffed it, Sprout." It seems appropriately blunt] Beansprout’s eyes became very large and her mouth went all round, as in her second cliché of the day, she did the *gasp* face. (Freezeframe) IS BEANSPROUT HALLUCINATING? IS FLIBBAGE FIBBING? IS IT ALL A CUNNING PLAN? OR SOMETHING MUCH MUCH SPOOKIER? FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON; INU-BU-YAK-ASHA!
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