For Some reason, an evil being re-released the flowing waters once again, a being that hates paperclips the most...



BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ, who has been stuck in his train of thought that he needs to make money and keep the balance of good and evil, had suddenly realized he was discoing for once in a lifetime, and also realized that he was pretty good at it. Then he realized that the serum must have not have tooken much effect.

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: oh... wat a wierd feeling to... disco... oh well, better than doing the polka... :P

*BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ then heard the sounds of rushing water outside the tavern AGAIN*

*BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ then rushed to the tavern window, to see wat the ruckuss was outside*

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: oh crud...

*BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ then looked at the whole crowd, dancing slowdance all together in the tavern, some of them holding mistletoe over one another*

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: DON'T U ALL REALIZE WE'RE BEING WASHED AWAY AGAIN?!?!?!?!

Slayer: Nothing could keep me from loving u, Cobra...

*BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ was starting to get frustated*

*GenEX was too busy being smooched by Ducky*

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: Why me? bah... i guess i'll have to do it myself...

*BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ jumped through the broken tavern roof, and on the top of it*

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: lez see... wat spell shall do?

*BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ's mind seemed to be slightly cloudy due to the serum*

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: errrr... BAH! FRIGGEN SERUM! i guess i'll have to use my inginuity...

*BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ then noticed that the tavern was heading towards the liquid nitrogen factory*

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: Perfect...

*BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ pulled out one of his now rather dusty Platinum Transforming Blasters, and shot many bullets into the Liquid Nitrogen Factory, causing it to leak much liquid nitrogen*

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: all is according to plan...

*then the water splashed and mixed with the liquid nitrogen, causing it to freeze, the tavern being caught in the larger than life ice sculpture*

*then all the love-strucken taverners came outside, ice skating together*

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: augh boy... why did he have to have, if anything, love serum?

*BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ then went back inside, flushed himself completely of the serum, which then... struck his buisnessman thinking... which gave him an idea*

*BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ rushed outside, with a hover cart full of beautiful boques of roses, large boxes of chocolates, and love charm bracelets, and other various dohickies, all over priced*

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: VARIOUS NICK-KNACKS FOR UR LOVER FOR SALE!!!!

*all of the taverners rushed up to the cart, holding up wads of cash*

BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: erm... limited supply... so last items go to the highest bidder!

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heh, theres my 2nd story post of the day

(Note: this was edited from an original post that was supposed to take care of the rushing water, so it may seem kinda like a repeat)

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