Boom Boom, Ain't It Great to Be Crazy? {Izzy's Audition}
Oct 23, 2016 18:16:36 GMT
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Post by cutiepuppyfire on Oct 23, 2016 18:16:36 GMT
A horse and a flea and three blind mice sat on a curbstone shooting dice. The horse, he slipped and fell on the flea. “Whoops,” said the flea, “there’s a horse on me!”
That tune, amongst other things, ran laps around Panda King’s furry brain. For once, he could enjoy the peace and quiet of the city. Just for this moment, being away from explosives and the stress of writing out how he was going to teach the people he recruited made him smile. An explosion in the distance broke the silence and Panda’s concentration. There was no doubting that his new students were… personalities, but nonetheless, that’s what Once-ler had wanted: a new generation to carry out the legacy of Leverage. Two more consecutive explosions rang through the air and the little tune from earlier started again.
Way down south where bananas grow, a flea stepped on an elephant’s toe. The elephant cried with tears in his eyes, “Why don’t you pick on someone your size?” BOOM BOOM! Ain’t it great to be crazy? BOOM BOOM Ain’t it great to be crazy? Giddy and foolish the whole day through? BOOM BOOM! Ain’t it great to be crazy?
This verse was a bit different than the other one in two ways. After every utterance of “boom boom”, another building went down and a mushroom cloud of gases came up; at the end of that verse, as well as the explosions, he heard maniacal laughter in the distance. Following the rubble, he saw stray gunpowder and a wire trailing off into the distance, which motivated him to continue the search The only thing he had found was a young girl with frizzy red hair in front of an explosive. “You’d better stand back for this, furbag,” she shooed Panda King away from the blast zone as she jumped up in the air and pushed her hands down on the handlebar which triggered five explosions surrounding her. The girl cackled again, but was soon interrupted by the panda beside her.
“That was… impressive.”
“Why thanks, my furry friend. You’re the only person outside my family who appreciates my art of the kaboom!”
“How about coming with me? I teach some classes on demolition.” Panda King stuck out his paw and attempted to offer a deal with her, but in retrospect, it was a stupid idea. Hell, even Peter needed some convincing.
“Nah. I have all of the training I need…”
“There are other people you can help with demolition. In fact, there’s this one that need a lot of help right now.” He smirked, handing her a letter with a wax seal on it. The girl, no older than sixteen, ripped the paper with her teeth, as the bear looked on intrigued and disgusted.
After skimming through the letter, she smiled and stuck out her hand, “Rodger that, Panda! Where do we begin? I'm Izzy, by the way!”
"People refer to me as Panda King." He returned the handshake, knowing that it was going to be a long couple of semesters. As they walked away from the carnage, Izzy continued with her song, much to his dismay.
Way up north where there's ice and snow, there lived a penguin and his name was Joe. He got so tired of black and white, so he wore pink slacks to the dance last night!! BOOM BOOM! Ain’t it great to be crazy? BOOM BOOM Ain’t it great to be crazy? Giddy and foolish the whole day through? BOOM BOOM! Ain’t it great to be crazy?
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
That tune, amongst other things, ran laps around Panda King’s furry brain. For once, he could enjoy the peace and quiet of the city. Just for this moment, being away from explosives and the stress of writing out how he was going to teach the people he recruited made him smile. An explosion in the distance broke the silence and Panda’s concentration. There was no doubting that his new students were… personalities, but nonetheless, that’s what Once-ler had wanted: a new generation to carry out the legacy of Leverage. Two more consecutive explosions rang through the air and the little tune from earlier started again.
Way down south where bananas grow, a flea stepped on an elephant’s toe. The elephant cried with tears in his eyes, “Why don’t you pick on someone your size?” BOOM BOOM! Ain’t it great to be crazy? BOOM BOOM Ain’t it great to be crazy? Giddy and foolish the whole day through? BOOM BOOM! Ain’t it great to be crazy?
This verse was a bit different than the other one in two ways. After every utterance of “boom boom”, another building went down and a mushroom cloud of gases came up; at the end of that verse, as well as the explosions, he heard maniacal laughter in the distance. Following the rubble, he saw stray gunpowder and a wire trailing off into the distance, which motivated him to continue the search The only thing he had found was a young girl with frizzy red hair in front of an explosive. “You’d better stand back for this, furbag,” she shooed Panda King away from the blast zone as she jumped up in the air and pushed her hands down on the handlebar which triggered five explosions surrounding her. The girl cackled again, but was soon interrupted by the panda beside her.
“That was… impressive.”
“Why thanks, my furry friend. You’re the only person outside my family who appreciates my art of the kaboom!”
“How about coming with me? I teach some classes on demolition.” Panda King stuck out his paw and attempted to offer a deal with her, but in retrospect, it was a stupid idea. Hell, even Peter needed some convincing.
“Nah. I have all of the training I need…”
“There are other people you can help with demolition. In fact, there’s this one that need a lot of help right now.” He smirked, handing her a letter with a wax seal on it. The girl, no older than sixteen, ripped the paper with her teeth, as the bear looked on intrigued and disgusted.
After skimming through the letter, she smiled and stuck out her hand, “Rodger that, Panda! Where do we begin? I'm Izzy, by the way!”
"People refer to me as Panda King." He returned the handshake, knowing that it was going to be a long couple of semesters. As they walked away from the carnage, Izzy continued with her song, much to his dismay.
Way up north where there's ice and snow, there lived a penguin and his name was Joe. He got so tired of black and white, so he wore pink slacks to the dance last night!! BOOM BOOM! Ain’t it great to be crazy? BOOM BOOM Ain’t it great to be crazy? Giddy and foolish the whole day through? BOOM BOOM! Ain’t it great to be crazy?
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
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. I do love your idea though!