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Originally Posted by Fanfic Sanctuary
"You Call This Funny"
Silais handled the beaker in his hand with the utmost delicacy. [Fraukentinium. Very volatile, very explosive, very sensitive to jarring. Don't drop it, or it's all over.] He turned to Roll, who was assisting him in his work. {Roll, are you ready over there?}
"Almost. Just give me a moment." She was mixing a large container of foul-smelling liquid, which is why SHE was doing it. Silais would never be handle the stench, and she was glad to help him, seeing as how it never bothered her, what with no nose and all. She dropped in a pearl of some unidentifiable substance. "Ready here."
{I just need one more thing,} he said, and he turned to a drawer and opened it...
"Oh, this is going to be so GREAT!" Beast Boy said while laughing very hard. Raven looked up from her book to glance at him.
"Okay, what did you do THIS time?" Whatever it was, it was probably stupid.
"I sneaked down into the lab, and I booby-trapped one of the drawers. When Silais opens it, is he in for a surprise!" He gripped his sides in his mirth.
"Beast Boy, aren't you worried that your moronic pranks might hurt someone?" She said it as though it was the most obvious thing in the world, which it was.
"Oh, come on, Raven!" he said with minor irritation. "How dangerous could a little fun be"? His statement was followed by an enormous explosion that rocked the tower.
"You had to ask," was all she could say before an even larger one came, making the very air vibrate. A loud rumble came from under them, and Silais was blasted out from under the coffee table, followed by a gout of flame. He was slammed into the ceiling, and fell on the floor with a sickening SMACK! "I told you."
"Oh, god!" Beast Boy yelled as he dashed over to the dragon. "Are you all right?"
{I'll live,} he said, before lashing out and grabbing Beast Boy by the throat. {Too bad I can't say the same for you.}
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Beast Boy tried to mumble something in the way of an apology, which it was, but he was quickly cut off but a series of quick but fierce blows all over his beastly head. The mightily irritable dragon wouldn't let him get away with it so easy this time. The truth of the matter was, is, that Silais has had it up to here with Breakdance Boy's crazy antics, and it was time for horrible, ritual punishment, dragonic style.
{I am going to punish you} he said, menancingly clipping the retrieved beakers with a malicious, evil, glint, sparkling, in his eyes. Bedroom Brooknob could only make muffled sounds while he slobbered on the inside of the dragon's mighty chokehold. SUBORDINATE TO THE DOMINATION the mighty, girthful, obese dragon growled mightily, and with a meaty girthy lounging darting thrusting feint, he slowly, adeptly, fiercly, mightly shoved the blunt end of the multitool, using the end, in Burnt Brocolli's left earlobe. Which it probably was.
{It parts as it is was the heart of the lemon!} the lizardoid immortal notated as he released the cat handle! ANXIETY PROVIDES THE ASPECT OF DAYS! DISLIDGE AND MAKE THE DISAPPEAR! DOMINATION IS SADISTIC WAYS! ALL YOU HEAR IS FEAR! GEAR! GUILTY! NEAR! SEAR! DEAR! CLOCK MY COLOURS, BITCH!
All Raven could do was sigh.
{sigh}