AVM/AVA Oneshots (Ships, Skits etc)

The Sick One (Skit)

"AAAHHHH-!!!"

Green, Blue, Red, and Yellow heard the defeaning boom. Orange flew out of his house, bed under him.

"CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!".

Alan's cursor wobbled all over the place, messing up his practise sketch. A large hoke appeared in the bottom right of his screen as Chosen flew through, fire coming out of his face. Following was Dark, arm seeming slightly singed.

"What's happening?" Yellow asked, noticing Chosen seeming weaker then usual. "He's got ill." Dark replied, pointing at Chosen who staggered.

"A ....Ahh...AAHHHH-"

Dark had a worried look as he yelled "DUCK!!" Before firing a blast at Chosen.

"CHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!".

Chosen' s eyes lit up as he sent a lazer searing through the monitor and destroying part of Orange's house. His face exploded in fire which only stayed on a certain spot due to Dark's fireball attack. Chosen flew back from the force of the sneeze, hitting the wall hard.

"Sorry. I feel like....." Chosen stammered, Dark flying over and helping him up.

"Is there any cure for this?" Red asked, hugging his pig, Hammond tightly. "Ir do we just have to wait for this to be over?".

"I've tried everything I can. But I think there's one thing that'll help. We need Alan's help for that.". He beckoned to the cursor as Alan approached the two.

"Hey Alan!" He yelled, using his recently fixed up virababd to create cryptic letters on Alan's screen. "Can u hold onto Chosen for a bit?".

The cursor moved into the animation program. Clicking the text icon, Alan wrote a simple "Why?".

"Just, trust me. We need to stop hus powers for some time or else who knows what destruc-" Dark replied, ducking as he cut off by Chosen coughing up fire. " Just hold him!".

Chosen slumped on the floor as Alan picked him up by the leg. Dark whistled using his hand, causing a large box like structure to begin materialising on the screen.

"AAAAAAAHH---!!!!!!"

Dark positioned his arms, locking Chosen directly on him. The viraband glowed green as he put the arm forward.

"CHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!".

The lazers fired directly into Darks arm, being absorbed by the Vira-Band, which glowed deep green before becoming Red again. Behind him, the large object was complete: a strange computer which had a laser locked on Chosen.

"Kay, Alan keep him there till I say." Dark ordered as he went behind the screen and began furiously typing. Yellow and Red watching from behind him as he typed while Blue and Orange anxiously watched Chosen.

"Now let go." Dark said as Alan's cursor stopped holding Chosen. He hovered, seeming frozen like. Dark typed even more, causing a large display of options to appear next to Chosen. Thease options warped and distorted as Chosen arched his back, his face red.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH---!!!!"

The red hollow headed stick slammed his hand on a Button as an option appeared which was clicked immediately. Yellow and Red lied flat on the ground. Orange ran behind Blue's potion storage. Blue and Green hid in the folders.

"CHOO!!".

Chosen fell to ground as nothing happened. Dark caught him by the arm, letting him down slowly.

Everyone came out of their hiding, bewildered. Chosen had sneezed again, yet no lazers had come put, no flames burned everything down. Nothing. He'd just.....sneezed.

'I'm glad that worked." Dark remarked, releaved his plan hadn't failed horribly. Chosen stumbled as Dark put his arm under his brother's shoulder. "D.....Dark I.....feel like shit.......ugh my....head..." The Sick One blurted out.

"What did you do to him?" Second asked, anxious about his brother. "Oh nothing much. " Dark replied. "Just deactivated his powers.".

Alan's cursor opened a textbox as he began typing a message. It read "But he unlocked his powers fully back when I created you. So how did you de-activate them?".

"I'm very sophisticated when it comes to code. Just bypass the system and run the administrator." The Red figure replied smugly. "He should be better in a few hours but he'll need to unlock his powers again. Anyways, I need to go.".

"Go? Go where?" Blue enquired.

"Where're you headed to now?" Yellow asked, suspicious of TDL.

"Are you sure Chosen gonna be alright?" Green asked worriedly.

"I'm headed to all the places throughout the Internet Chosen has...........caused damage to..."Dark said, looking nervously back at the portal. "There's a lot of fixing required.".

"Well, when will you be back?" Red asked. "Probably in a day. Maybe a day and a half. Take care if Chosen. Alan knows what he eats. Bye! "Dark waved as he blasted through the portal, which closed behind him.

.....

'Cough, Cough'.