Cybil's House...
Cybil nearly dropped her organic weapon on
her foot from shock and disappointment.
"A plushie?" she snorted. "That's it?"
She stuffed the blade back into her pockets
and picked up her present, holding it up to the light for a closer look.
"Hm...maybe I should test it for flesh-eating
bacteria or neurotoxins....You can't really trust strange packages from people
you don't know, you know...well, to the lab, I suppose..."
Suddenly, cheesy music echoed through the
air and ricocheted in Cybil's long ears. She dropped the plushie back into the
box, all of her wild, paranoid thoughts replaced with one, panicked observation:
"I'M MISSING MY SOAP!!"
She dashed from the kitchen as fast as her
strong legs could carry her, leaping onto the couch just in time for the return
of her beloved TV show.
"Pop the question already!" She screeched,
trying to catch her breath as Antonio's face appeared on the screen.
"I love you!"
"Do you love me, or do you love my money?"
As she focused on the poorly written dialogue
with her mouth slightly hanging open, she let her paw blindly reached for a
bowl of carrots sitting on the other side of the couch. As she felt around,
her paw hit something that felt like silk. Cybil paused. She didn't have any
kind of nice-feeling fabric in her home since her mother visited and gave her
felt pajamas last year, and even then she had dropped that bowl of ranch dressing
on it the same night.
She felt around little more. Her paw touched
two hard, plastic buttons, and she could feel delicate hand-stitching.
She took a deep breath before turning her
gaze to the other side of the couch. Her eyes widened as she gasped, flinging
the bowl of carrots through the air.
The plushie was sitting right next to her.
"I knew this thing was suspicious!!"
She leapt off the couch, digging through her
lab coat as the plushie's blank gaze suddenly stabbed into her eyes.
"THAT'S RIGHT!! IT IS I, THE EVIL MEERCA PLUSHIE!!
NEOPIA'S MOST POWERFUL SORCERER!! AND I HAVE COME FOR YOU, MY PRETTY!! And
your little Soaps, too!!"
The Lupologist stepped back, wielding her
carrot bravely as the plushie leapt into the air. Smirking, Eville's long tail
whipped out and slapped her only weapon out of her paw. It bounced across the
floor, landing in a pile of dirty laundry.
"RANCID CARROTS!"
Cybil clutched her hurt paw, ducking just
in time as the tail swung out again to smash a mirror behind her and knock over
a bookcase. She snatched the plushie's tail with her good paw, pulling it towards
her. As it sailed towards her like a tennis ball, she aimed a powerful Cybunny
kick at it, sending the plushie zooming across the room with a yell. The tail
snapped back like elastic, and as the plushie zoomed back towards her once more,
she finally released the tail, leaping out of the way as it smashed right through
the other wall.
She smiled, wiping sweat off her forehead
and her glasses.
"Whew...not so tough, were you?"
The plushie snarled as it zoomed through the
Meerca-shaped hole in the wall, grabbing Cybil around the throat with his tail.
He slowly rose into the air, keeping his stranglehold around Cybil's neck and
cackling.
"NOTHING WILL SAVE YOU NOW, CYBIL P. ANTIGONI!!"
With a gasp, her brilliant mind shot out the
final and most desperate last words it had ever thought.
"Look! Antonio's popping the question!"
The plushie dropped Cybil onto the couch,
whipping around to the TV screen with a delighted grin.
"OOO!! Really?!"
He zoomed right in front of the TV, his red
eyes glowing as he hovered in midair.
"Wow, I never thought this day would come...what
do you think Barbara will say?!...Well?...Hello?!?"
The plushie turned around to find the front
door hanging open and his victim gone.
"CUUUUUUUUUURSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!!!"
Will this strange plushie capture Cybil? Will Cybil be able to find a way to
defeat it in time? Will Antonio EVER be able to pop the question? Tune in next
time for the next heart-stopping edition of 'As the Stomach Churns!' | 
