Onna Chance

LabiIe:     I AM AN EVIL POPTART.
Josh:  AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Josh:     EVIL POPTART
LabiIe:     GO! FLEE FROM MY BREAKFASTY SELF!
Josh:  ::flees::
LabiIe:  o.o ......... ::all alone......::
LabiIe:     ::nibbles on sprinkles..::
Josh:  ::Constructs Giant playdoh mallet::
LabiIe:     O.o :senses danger approaching:
Josh:  MALLET!!!
LabiIe:  O.O
Josh:  ::lunges at angel with playdoh mallet::
LabiIe:     NOOOOOOOOOOOO ::SPLAT. .. strawberry filling splatters everywhere.::
Josh:     ::mallet breaks apart::
Josh:  DOH!
LabiIe:  ::Bleeding strawberry jam.::
LabiIe:     ::bleed. bleed. bleed.::
Josh:  ::takes out bottle of icing::
LabiIe:     ::Twitch. Bleed.::
LabiIe:     ::poptart-y sounds.::
Josh:  ::sprays Icing on poptart::
LabiIe:     ::Bandaid-ed by icing.::
LabiIe:  o.O
Josh:  PLAYDOH!
Josh:  HA! that wasn't Icing it was playdoh!
LabiIe:     !!!!
Josh:     You're slowly being consumed by playdoh!
LabiIe:  ::screams and slams self into a tree trying to get it off:: AAAAAA
LabiIe:     ::poptart crumbs falling everywhere::
Josh:     HA! that tree's made of Playdoh!
LabiIe:  !!!!!!!!!!
LabiIe:  ...... okie now you're just being silly.
Josh:     Yes well...
LabiIe:     ::crumbles to a playdoughy death.::
LabiIe:  x.x