Trust in meeeee, just in meeeeeee
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biztheinsane's icon just needed it. Kingdom Hearts. No spoilers. Swearing in duckspeak. Which is basically just a lotta keyboard mashing, okay.
There was a snake on the gummi. It was under the paneling and its tail was sticking out from one of the cracks now and Sora knew he hadn’t been imagining that sound.
As it stood, the three of them were leaned over the dashboard. It was taking a lot to figure this one out.
“Gawrsh,” said Goofy worriedly. “Must’ve climbed in when we crashed in the Deep Jungle.”
“...stowaways.” Donald hissed: loud enough to remind everyone: oh yeah, angry waterfowl. Louder than the snake, come to think of it. Which, now that Sora really listened, sounded more like it was snoring than hissing actually. The exposed tip of its tail was curling and uncurling in time with it. Sora put his head to the panel and listened-- yeah, definitely snoring. And the whole thing like it was supposed to come off, with a screwdriver and maybe…
“Now, Donald. It’s probably just one big misunderstanding …!”
“SNAKES. On my gummi!”
“…must be cramped in there,” frowned Goofy.
…which was when Sora shouted a loud “ ‘Scuse me!” and before Donald could pop feathers in outrage, flipped out the keyblade, stuck the tip under the crack, and levered the whole darn dashboard up with a loud, protesting eeeech.
“Oh, cool,” he said, “It worked!”
“…” said Donald.
“Good thinking, Sora!”
“Good thinking?!?!?!”
“Well…”
“…oh, hello,” said the snake on the gummi, drowsily lifting its head. It was a python and huge. Wound all around himself, with the largest parts of him about as thick around as Sora’s waist. “May I help you?”
“Hi,” said Sora, since Donald and Goofy looked busy. “You’re kinda not supposed to be here.”
“Am I?” said the snake, flicking its tongue. “Where is ‘here’?”
“Our gummi,” said Sora. “You’re on it.”
“Aah,” murmured the snake, one of its loops sliding out, “A guppy. How peculiar.”
“You sure packed yourself in there.”
The snake picked up its coil, winding another through it in a lazy, demonstrative fashion. “Why yes, I’m quite flexible. So sorry about the trouble. I thought it seemed a nice place…for a nap.” It flicked its tongue. “And…maybe a snack…”
“Well! We’ll take you home. And I don’t know if we have anything snakes like…”
“You needn’t worry,” whispered the snake, gliding up the front porthole.
Sora blinked twice. “Huh?”
He felt very warm and fuzzy.
“…trust me,” said the snake. Its head swayed, gently. Sora wanted to lean in to get a better look: its eyes were so shiny. Like a kaleidoscope. A scaly kaleidoscope. “Trust. In. M-”
“SORA.”
And that’s when Donald began to beat it with his magestaff.
“akghaAKHG,” he swore, with all the eloquence of a violently offended drake, while Goofy pulled their errant keyblade master out of the loops of reptile that Sora could swear weren’t there a couple of seconds ago. “ARGhakgbah GKAH.”
That last bit was punctuated with a very. strong. backswing.
“You okay, Sora?” said Goofy later, once the snake had been safely conquered by a pillowcase and the chipmunks had been coaxed out of the storage space.
“Yeah.” Sora rubbed his eyes. “…that was weird.”
“I’ll say.”
“…thanks, Goofy.”
“No problem!”
Sora turned. “Thanks Donald…” he began, but Donald was occupied with rolling the lumpy pile of trapped snake to the farthest corner of the gummi with his foot, muttering and swearing all the while.
“HMPH,” he could be heard to say, fixing his hat over his furrowed brow, “I’ve HAD IT with these snakes.”
They returned to the Deep Jungle in record time.
biztheinsane's icon just needed it. Kingdom Hearts. No spoilers. Swearing in duckspeak. Which is basically just a lotta keyboard mashing, okay. There was a snake on the gummi. It was under the paneling and its tail was sticking out from one of the cracks now and Sora knew he hadn’t been imagining that sound.
As it stood, the three of them were leaned over the dashboard. It was taking a lot to figure this one out.
“Gawrsh,” said Goofy worriedly. “Must’ve climbed in when we crashed in the Deep Jungle.”
“...stowaways.” Donald hissed: loud enough to remind everyone: oh yeah, angry waterfowl. Louder than the snake, come to think of it. Which, now that Sora really listened, sounded more like it was snoring than hissing actually. The exposed tip of its tail was curling and uncurling in time with it. Sora put his head to the panel and listened-- yeah, definitely snoring. And the whole thing like it was supposed to come off, with a screwdriver and maybe…
“Now, Donald. It’s probably just one big misunderstanding …!”
“SNAKES. On my gummi!”
“…must be cramped in there,” frowned Goofy.
…which was when Sora shouted a loud “ ‘Scuse me!” and before Donald could pop feathers in outrage, flipped out the keyblade, stuck the tip under the crack, and levered the whole darn dashboard up with a loud, protesting eeeech.
“Oh, cool,” he said, “It worked!”
“…” said Donald.
“Good thinking, Sora!”
“Good thinking?!?!?!”
“Well…”
“…oh, hello,” said the snake on the gummi, drowsily lifting its head. It was a python and huge. Wound all around himself, with the largest parts of him about as thick around as Sora’s waist. “May I help you?”
“Hi,” said Sora, since Donald and Goofy looked busy. “You’re kinda not supposed to be here.”
“Am I?” said the snake, flicking its tongue. “Where is ‘here’?”
“Our gummi,” said Sora. “You’re on it.”
“Aah,” murmured the snake, one of its loops sliding out, “A guppy. How peculiar.”
“You sure packed yourself in there.”
The snake picked up its coil, winding another through it in a lazy, demonstrative fashion. “Why yes, I’m quite flexible. So sorry about the trouble. I thought it seemed a nice place…for a nap.” It flicked its tongue. “And…maybe a snack…”
“Well! We’ll take you home. And I don’t know if we have anything snakes like…”
“You needn’t worry,” whispered the snake, gliding up the front porthole.
Sora blinked twice. “Huh?”
He felt very warm and fuzzy.
“…trust me,” said the snake. Its head swayed, gently. Sora wanted to lean in to get a better look: its eyes were so shiny. Like a kaleidoscope. A scaly kaleidoscope. “Trust. In. M-”
“SORA.”
And that’s when Donald began to beat it with his magestaff.
“akghaAKHG,” he swore, with all the eloquence of a violently offended drake, while Goofy pulled their errant keyblade master out of the loops of reptile that Sora could swear weren’t there a couple of seconds ago. “ARGhakgbah GKAH.”
That last bit was punctuated with a very. strong. backswing.
“You okay, Sora?” said Goofy later, once the snake had been safely conquered by a pillowcase and the chipmunks had been coaxed out of the storage space.
“Yeah.” Sora rubbed his eyes. “…that was weird.”
“I’ll say.”
“…thanks, Goofy.”
“No problem!”
Sora turned. “Thanks Donald…” he began, but Donald was occupied with rolling the lumpy pile of trapped snake to the farthest corner of the gummi with his foot, muttering and swearing all the while.
“HMPH,” he could be heard to say, fixing his hat over his furrowed brow, “I’ve HAD IT with these snakes.”
They returned to the Deep Jungle in record time.
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